Falling for You

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Once I seen him, I left the house without telling anyone. I couldn't do this 'pretend 'dating' with Niall. I just couldn't. When I saw him with her, I just lost it. I don't know what to do with this anymore. I couldn't keep up with this lie I've been doing the last few weeks.

Walking out was such a relief for me. There's been so much weight on my shoulders being in the same roof with them two. I called Niall, told him I needed some air so I just walked out. He asked where was I, and I told him I was at the park where me and Harry first met. Remembering memories we had with each other. All I felt was water dripping, thinking it was raining but it wasn't. They're from my eyes. I'm crying. Why? He hasn't said anything or hurt you. I know I sound stupid right now but seeing Harry with her hurts me so much more than a fat kid loves cake. Clutching my hands to chest, feeling my heart being pulled out of my own chest is the worst. All I want is to cry all day in my room, never come out.

Hearing someone calling out my name multiple times, it feels like there's so close but actually they're not. I brought my knees up to my chest as that someone whose been calling my name a hundred times. It wasn't who I expected.

"Harry? What're you doing here?" I softly asked, wiping my tears away from my face.

"I was gonna ask you the same thing." He chuckled.

"I really don't need your jokes right now." I scoffed.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He said, sitting next to me. I nodded, looking down.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He asked me.

"Nothing's wrong. & Like you care about me."

"I do care about you Heather, I really do." He said, truthfully. "So fucken much."

"Tell me, why are you crying?" He asked nicely.

"Tell me, why did you come here?"

"Niall sent me that you'd be here."

"He would." I chuckled lightly.

"Yeah, he would. Now, tell me, what's wrong?" I sighed.

"I just miss my family back in Miami. My two best friends don't talk to me as much anymore. All they say is at least a 'Hi', 'I miss you' or 'I don't have time right now, talk to you later'. But they actually don't talk to me later." I lied, crying more.

"Hey, it's okay. They'll come around soon."

"No, it's not okay. It's like they don't give two shits about me, neither should I." I finally wiped my tears away, thinking I'm done with this.

"What're you saying? Of course they care about you. You just need to be patient."

"I've been being patient within the last few months. Look how I'm feeling right now. They never did call, text or even FaceTime me to see how I'm doing. I think I'm done being patient with them." I stood up and left.

"Wait up!" He stood and ran to me.

"What do you want? You can go back to your girlfriend, I'm pretty sure she's waiting you." I kept walking while he stood there thinking what I just said. Oops. Sorry not sorry.

My house was just a few blocks away so I decided to walk home, whisper singing All I Want by Kodaline (Ellie Goulding Cover).

I heard a beep from my phone signaling I have a text message. From who? I said to myself and it is from Harry. I wonder what he texted me now. But why?

From Harry:

*Hey, I'm sorry for whatever I've done. I honestly don't know what made you tell me to go back to my girlfriend. She's not my girlfriend. We just have this on and off relationship.. I thought you liked me and I still care for you even if you don't feel the same way that I have feelings for you. I'll break up with Kendall if you want me to.. Or not. I'm sorry for everything. - H xxx*