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 May, 2020
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Katherine was taking forever to get ready. She didn't know what to wear to not stand out, even though I told her we'd be in the car and it won't matter. She was made aware when I was getting ready and when I left yet she still managed to be late.
It's been two weeks since Griffin's birthday. In that time, I've managed to come to the conclusion that she was hiding something. Not particularly from me and maybe, the word 'hiding' wasn't the correct one to use in this context. But there was something going on which I had no idea about. Something that was troubling her more than she let on. Perhaps she found it hard to deal with what happened, much like I did. She definitely failed to make the effort to open up about the trauma she experienced.
The biggest clue had to be the sudden change in her behaviour. She became more cautious, almost as though she was on edge constantly. She had meetings with Rachel all the time now, or at least, that's what she told me.
Until I've used up the days I was given from work and went back to my regular schedule, it didn't even occur to me. Perhaps because all my time was spent at her place, it becoming my second home, basically. Without even noticing, I've grown used to being there and seeing that she was alright, easing the itch in the middle of my back. In other words, it didn't really matter what she was keeping to herself because she was in no direct danger.
Then I went back to work and as I was cleaning up after my shift one day, the realisation hit me. She'd been different. Spending my night at her place allowed us to see each other all the time, masking the lack of effort she put into seeing me. I was there and she didn't need to go out of her way to contact me. Now, that I was back home, we went almost a whole week without speaking a word to the other.
Reminding myself that we weren't in a relationship, was the painful reality kick I needed. Though, at the same time, it was the norm between us to text. Even if it was to just play iMessage games randomly, we still had some sort of connection.
I knew Griffin well enough to know that bringing up something as tiny as that would lead us to a pointless spat. She'd throw a fact at me, the one I was aware of—us not being in a relationship which would, in some ways, force us to tell the other what was happening. Since I wasn't looking for an uncomfortable moment between us, I resulted to something a little... worse.
"Finally," I commented in a flat tone as the door to my car opened. Katherine sat in, her YSL perfume filling the vehicle instantly. Black Opium. She's been wearing it since it was available to buy. It sort of became her smell. Whenever someone wore it, I couldn't hold back my smile or roll my eyes. It just reminded me of my best friend.
"Shut the fuck up," she groaned. "I told you I prefer to sleep in on my day off."
"Because it's so hard being a model, right?" I snorted. "I think she's already set off by now," I sighed as I started to drive. Griffin was meant to go to work today. She had, yet another, meeting at Devotion. I was asking her about her schedule, just making random conversation, so we could figure out a time to see each other. She let it slip that she'll be busy today so that worked in my favour, too.
