Unstoppable// Harry Styles au

Chapter 10

I parked in Jess' parking lot to her apartment and ran up the stairs. I knocked on the door and she opened it immediately. She pulled me into her apartment and wrapped her arms around me. That's when the tears came again. I tried so hard to keep them in but I failed. I let them out and fall down my cheeks.

"I miss her so much," I mumbled. It felt like I was hit by a truck. The realization that she wasn't here and she wasn't coming back, hit me. And I've never missed her as much as I do now.

Jess took my arm and lead me to the couch where she sat me down and plopped right next to me.

"Addie I know it isn't just your mom. What else is bothering you?" She knew me all too well.

"I'm weak Jess. I can't fight anymore. I'm heartless and-"

"Hey, it's alright," she wiped away my tear as it fell down my cheek. I really needed to stop crying.

"No it isn't. I only dated Zayn to have sex with him." She looked at me as if there was something wrong with me.

"Addie..." She didn't say anything else.

"Or at least that's what he and Harry said about me," I shrugged. "And I started to believe it."

"You shouldn't believe them. They are just trying to get to you."

"Zayn was being a jerk when we broke up-"

"You broke up?"

"Yeah. He ditched me at a club to go smoke weed then he became rude and called me weak and stuff. God I feel so stupid," I put my face in my hands.

"Not all guys are like that you know."

"Then why do I always end up with one that acts like it? Why?"

"You kind of set yourself up for it."

"What?!"

"You go out partying and have sex with anyone. Of course you're gonna pick up the jerks."

"I haven't been out in over a week," I shook my head.

"That's a surprise," I heard her mumble under her breath.

"Excuse me," I snapped.

"Nothing," she looked at me.

"I can't believe you think that too," I rolled my eyes and stood up, getting ready to leave.

"Well it's true Addie. That's all you do is have sex with random people. I'm surprised you don't have an STD yet," she scoffed. I shook my head and walked out before I would do something I would regret.

I drove home and saw an all too familiar car parked in our driveway. Why the fuck is he here?

I walked up the sidewalk and opened the door to hear voices. "Now you're fight is in one week. You have one shot to become a huge success. You can't blow this. All my money is invested on you." I was surprised. Harry becomes a big shot after being with us for two months and I'm stuck being a nobody? Fucking hell. I'm done with this fighting shit. I get treated like a girl in that place. I know I am a girl but I don't want to be treated like that at that place.

I walk into the room and both of their heads turn to me. "Hey Addie. I just ordered some pizza for dinner. Harry is staying over. You can join us if you want?"

I looked away and shook my head as I ran up the stairs and into my room. I threw my bag down and laid down. I just stared at the ceiling, emotionless.

A couple minutes later, I heard a knock at the door. I didn't reply, hoping that the person would go away.

I heard my door open and someone walk in. I ignored it knowing who it was. Why did Harry always have to be everywhere?

"Hey," I heard him say.

"What do you want?"

"I was just seeing if you were okay."

I sat up and looked at him. "I'm fine, okay? Just go back downstairs to my dad who will make you a huge star."

He walked over to my bed and sat down. "I'm sorry about what I said at the club. I didn't mean it."

"You sure you didn't?" I laughed.

He looked at me. "I swear I didn't mean it."

I scoffed and looked away from him. "You are so pathetic."

"Excuse me but I went up here to see if you were okay because I sure as hell know you aren't. I didn't have to come up here."

"I didn't even want you to," I yelled.

"Just tell me what the hell is wrong with you. Steve said you haven't left the house all week and today was your first day. What the hell happened?"

"It's nothing. Stop acting like you care because I know you don't."

He shook his head and ran his hand through his curly locks. "Why do you keep doing that?"

"Doing what?"

"Pushing me away. I'm trying to help you and all you are doing is pushing me away."

"Because I don't want your help. I don't need anybody's help. And I especially don't need yours," I screamed. Finally he shut up. I sat there and watched as he looked down. Finally I won. I was so sick of him being fake around me. He doesn't care about me. No one cares about me. So he needs to stop putting up the act. I'm tired of fake people. The only person who cared about me was my mom and now she's gone. My eyes stung at the day when she left.

He ruffled his hair and looked around my room. He got up and walked over to the picture of my mom and I. He picked it up and stared at it.

"Was this your mom," he asked, not turning to look at me. I already knew I had tears in my eyes. Why am I crying so much? Was it because I haven't cried for a year? Was it all coming back to me?

"Yeah," my voice cracked. He set the picture down and turned to me. He walked to me and sat down right next to me, his back leaning against the head board. He pulled me against his chest as I let the tears fall. And fall. I don't think I've ever cried this much in my life but being in Harry's arms just made me want to let it all out and I had no idea why.

"I miss her so much Harry." He continued to rub circles on my back as I sobbed into his chest.

He held onto me as I finished crying. I don't think I have any tears left. I slowly got out of his grasp and sat next to him. He kept his arm around my waist. I didn't mind it. I really love being in his arms. I just felt something different. Something I've never felt before. I loved this new feeling.

"You wanna tell me what's wrong," he tried again. I shook my head. I didn't trust him. I didn't want him to know what has happened in my life. I didn't want him to know how I was feeling because I'm pretty sure he is going to make fun of me this moment tomorrow. Jess was right, I got stuck with all the jerks.

I heard my phone go off and got out of Harry's grasp as I went to reach for it. I saw that it was Jess and I threw ignored the call, setting it back down.

"You're not gonna answer it," he joked.

"No. I don't want to talk to anyone right now," I shrugged.

We sat there for a minute or two before getting up. "Well I'm gonna go back downstairs before your stepdad thinks that we are doing some stuff in here," he winked. Of course he would say something perverted. "See you down there."

"Yeah," I faintly smiled and watched him walk out of my room. I laid back on my bed and stared at the ceiling again. Why the hell did I just open myself up to Harry?