Harry's POV
I sat in the middle of the Expresso Room fiddling with the hot cappuccino in front of me. Serena had called me eagerly and said we needed to chat, I had no idea why she called me but I knew it couldn't be good. I had called her the first three weeks since Y/n left me, but she blew me off and told me not to call about her best friend. When she called me yesterday though she sounded desperate, I couldn't turn her down so I immediately said yes. So we agreed to meet at The Expresso Room so we could chat, I know it had something to do with my beautiful angel. I couldn't sleep last night cause all I could think about was her and wondering if she was ok. Then it hit me that whatever was wrong with her most likely had to do with me, I cursed myself for doing that to her. I wish I could take it all back and just take away all her pain, I sighed heavily as I continued to wait for Serena to come. I was suddenly jolted from my thoughts when the chair across from me was pulled out and Serena plopped down taking off her glasses.
"Wow Styles, you look like shit", she smirked and stuffed her glasses into her purse.
"Thanks", I grumbled not in the mood to hear her shit like I did everyone else.
"You deserve it", she smiled and looked up at the waiter who walked up to take her order.
"I'll have an iced caramel macchiato, cheese and ham croissant, and a cheese danish", Serena ordered before the waiter could utter his welcome.
"Hungry?", I questioned trying to create a bantor.
"I didn't come here to chat like mates Harry I came to talk to you about what you did to my best friend", she leant back in her seat and crossed her arms.
"How...how is she", I asked genuinely concerned.
"Well let's see, she's been hanging around our friends that have a drinking problem and I'm pretty sure she's on drugs. So you tell me how you think she's doing?", she cocked a brow at me.
"I'm so sorry", I looked down as my eyes welled up with tears as I thought of my beautiful girl drinking away her life and taking drugs to get what I had done out of her head.
"I know you are, but you fucked her up Harry. I have no clue what to do anymore, I get calls from her at 3am of her drunk. I can't do this anymore and I'm really starting to worry for her", she began to get teary eyed.
"What can I do to help", I reached across the table and rubbed her arm.
"I want you to come over my place with food and go talk to her. I don't know if there is anything you can say to make it up to her but I need you to fix my best friend. I miss her", she wiped under her eyes.
"How have you been? Been fucking around?", she asked with malice crossing her arms over her chest.
"No, my gallery opening is in a week and I fired Meadow. So I've been working on that non stop, it's hard when I don't have help so", I shrugged.
"I know you're sorry but it's definitely hard to forgive you when you hurt my best friend. I'm helping you get a second chance to fix her but please don't break her again or I'll break you", she threatened.
I nodded my head and accepted the slip of paper she gave me that had her address and the time along with the day to be there. I looked up at her as she ate and began to think of way to make it up to her. I needed her in my life cause as much as Serena was telling me that Y/n was doing bad so was I. My life seemed colorless since she left me, it began hard to pain because I had no idea what to do or paint. This was my second chance and I wasn't going to pass it up.
"I promise Serena I'll make it up to her, and I won't hurt her this time", I hoped this worked out. I didn't know what I would do if this didn't work out.
