SHE - HS

CHAPTER 30: Just a Little Bit of Your Heart

some shit goes down in this one. Good luck my cherries. (:

HARRY'S POV

I feel the warmth on my face the second my mind comes back to reality. I slowly open my tired eyes to see I am not in my room. I look down at the body curled up next to me to see the golden light hitting Rosie's sleeping face perfectly. I smile to myself before slowly sliding myself out of the bed trying not to wake her. I failed when I heard her body shuffle in the sheets. I turn around to see her sitting up, rubbing her eyes.

"Good morning sunshine," I say to her, making her head turn to me. She smiles a tired smile at me causing me to give her one back.

"Did we finish the movie last night?" she asked me, now getting out of bed and walking towards me.

"I guess not," I tell her as I walk to the counter and grab my phone and keys. She walks beside me grabbing a cup and boiling water in her kettle.

"Do you want to stay for some coffee?" she asked me. I nod grabbing another cup along with hers before walking to the table. She seemed confused by my actions.

"Sit down," I tell her, "I can make it." She smiles and does what I say as I prepare the coffee. I finish and set them down between the both of us before sitting myself down. We sat in silence for a couple seconds before she spoke again.

"Thank you for staying last night," she said to me looking down at her coffee.

"It was no big deal," I tell her, shaking my head, "you seemed like you could've used the company. I mean, there's only so much a dog can do," I joke with her. She laughs along with me before her face rests and seems to become serious.

"Harry, can I ask you a question?" She spoke softly to me.

"Yes, of course," I reply.

"Who hurt you?" she asks even softer than before.

I never wanted to tell anyone this story, but I felt like she would keep it safe between us.

"I'm sorry, you don't have to answer if you don't want to," she says, trying to shake away the awkwardness. I took a deep breath and looked down at my cup before I started talking.

"Years ago, when I was still in one direction, I met this girl. She was tall with dark brown hair and big brown eyes," I tell her, trying not to give away any names, "we became best friends, but ever since I met her I was in love. She was such an amazing person to me, so when we started dating I was sure it was going to last forever." I say, still keeping my head down. "We dated for a year or so until I found out she had been cheating on me the whole time. I was so deeply in love that I couldn't let her go even if I wanted to. I knew she had been cheating, but I never confronted her about it or broke up with her. I ended up writing a song for another artist about it and that's when she came to me and I had to tell her everything. She wouldn't confess what she had been doing and she turned it, saying I was the one cheating. Next thing I knew, she was throwing all my stuff at me and that was it." I feel wetness start to form in my eyes.

I cannot be crying right now.

I tilt my head up, trying to keep the tears in my eyes, but it was no use. I could feel them start to roll down my face. I hung my head in shame and whipped the tears away quickly with my shirt. I suddenly left a small cold hand run across my back and to my shoulder. I looked up to see Rosie giving me a side hug before standing up and throwing her other arm around my neck to connect with her other hand. I open my arms and hug her back, burying my head in her shoulder. Her chin resting on top of my head. We sat like that for minutes before she let go and took the coffee and poured the remaining down the skin. I stand up, rubbing my wet hands on my jeans before grabbing my keys and my phone.