Change Your Ticket

Chapter 5

Y/N's POV

It was now the next day and honestly, I felt like today was going to be a good day. I had high hopes for what was going to come today. I had just finished getting ready and Ashleigh has already headed out for work so I headed out for a little walk. I loved some of the views of London, I found them spectacular. Suddenly, I got a call from Ashleigh. Odd...I thought she wasn't allowed to make personal phone calls during work?

Y/N: "Ashleigh? I thought-"

A: "I'm in the bathrooms okay, you need to go on Twitter!"

Y/N: "What? I don't think that's a good idea..."

A: "Harry is getting therapy!"

Y/N: "What?!"

My eyes widened to the size of golf balls and I had to sit down on a bench as I also nearly choked on the air i was breathing.

A: "Yeah, he tweeted about he was going to take some time to himself and he was going to focus on himself and paparazzi for pictures of him outside some place where you can get therapy!"

This was too much for me to handle. Harry never liked the idea of therapy, he thought it was good if you seriously needed help and he thought he would never need to pay for it. We always used to hike around about how one day he would do it for some reason and he always tackled me and told me he wouldn't because he's not 'crazy', which i huffed at. He never liked the idea of having to pour his life out to some stranger.

A: "Y/N? You still there? Hello?"

Y/N: "Yes...yes I'm still here. This is just a lot to take in, Ash. I mean, he always hated the idea of needing a therapist."

A: "Then can't you see the love he's putting into this? He still lives you like crazy and he's willing to do something he hates to try and fix himself."

Y/N: "I thought you were against him, like completely?"

A: "I was...am...I don't know! He just seems to be putting in so much effort for you."

Y/N: "I don't really wanna talk about this now, get back to work Ash."

She sighed and I hung up and pinched the middle of my temple and let out a sigh. You know what? Harry can do whatever the fuck he wants, if fate brings me back my original Harry then I think I'm willing to try us all over again.

Harry's POV

It was all over social media that I was trying therapy. I had just finished my first session and now I was back at home. Y/N knew I hated the idea of therapy but I'm hoping she's seen the tweets and news articles and realised that I am willing to absolutely anything to get back with her. Suddenly, Niall called me.

H: "Yeah Niall?"

N: "Therapy?! Are you crazy Harry?"

H: "Yes and that's why I'm getting therapy. I need to win Y/N back."

N: "Honestly mate I love how you're trying but she's moved on."

H: "I still love her and I know that deep down she still loves me and after all of my therapy sessions I'm going to fly to the UK and visit her."

N: "Harry I'm sorry but you can keep trying but Y/N is stubborn. Paparazzi have just seen her talking with some guy."

I hung up because I was getting frustrated. I checked Twitter and he was right, I was being tagged in these things. How is it that she can so easily change her life so quickly but I'm still stuck in his loop of depression?

Y/N's P.O.V

Y/N: "See you tomorrow for lunch!"

I waved off this guy I had just talked to, his name was Jake and he was so sweet to me. He helped with some relationship advice and he made me realise that I left Harry for a reason and Harry was toxic to me, I need to just forget about him. He's in America and I'm here and therefore he can't hurt me. But then I think of him...his beautiful emerald green orbs for eyes, his bright smile, his adorable dimples, his soft brown hair, his muscular build, all the incredible ink on his body, his warm embrace, his soft kisses...I shook the thoughts away as I opened the door to the flat. Honestly, I'm trapped in a loop. Why is loving someone so hard? Why is leaving a toxic relationship so hard?