They met at the wrong time under the wrong circumstances, in a world that was not theirs. They had no choice but to move on from each other.
Five years later, Griffin Walker and Harry Styles meet again. How will it end this time?
LOVE BUILT ON LIE...
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HARRY E. STYLES February, 2015
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
It happened so fast.
One minute, my body was lying flat against the mattress of my best friend's bed, next, I was standing in the hallway, looking at my supposed mortal enemy, cradling my crying girlfriend. It felt like someone was messing with me, toying with my emotions as though it was a bloody Xbox. Feeling like I had to choose between two of the girls on the couch, my feet backtracked, my back hitting the wall just below the stairs.
I could not do that. Not when my heart wished for one but my head fought for another.
Not being able to debate it for longer than a couple of minutes, the crying girl noticed me and she was attached to me not long after. Holding her shaking body, my hands on her back to soothe her, my eyes remained fixated on Griffin. She still sat on the sofa, looking extremely confused, hurt but most of all guilty. When she noticed my attention was still on her, she turned away and hid her face in the palm of her hands. I hated every second of this.
My heart was racing in my chest as Nadine continued to cry in my arms. It hurt to see her like this because my love for her was still present. I cared about her. With time going by, I also began to care for Griffin. Heart and head divided, Katherine's words echoed in my head, keeping me in my lane as I reassured myself everything would work out the way it is supposed to when the time is right.
What was meant to happen in that moment, happened. Fate placed me back in the position I was meant to be in, comforting my girlfriend who was hurting. Not looking back at Griffin again, made it easier when she left the house without as much as a goodbye. It cleared my head immediately, allowed me to focus on Nadine and making sure she was still breathing and not choking up on her tears. Her cheeks were bright red when I pulled her away from me, my hands cradling her face.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," she repeated her words, stuttering and voice breaking in the process. My own eyes welled up with tears as she apologised, her hands gripped my shirt as though she'd slip away if she loosened her hold.
"Hey... baby, it's okay," attempting to calm her down, I pulled her back into a hug and squeezed her as if that would prevent her from falling apart. "It's gonna be fine. I promise."
But I could not do such thing. Nothing was going to be fine. Not as long as I had these thoughts. Not as long as I had these feelings. And definitely not as long as everything remained quite so broken.
Nadine explained to me what happened. It had been hours later because she couldn't calm down, almost driving herself to a panic attack. Katherine made an appearance in the midst of it all, helping me get my girlfriend back into the real world, the present. As she drank the drink she brought over, I walked up and down, one hand on my waist as I rubbed my forehead with the other. I was stuck and couldn't get out, forced to play a part I've lived through for a while now though this time around, it felt completely new.
