y/n pov:
My eyes shoot open from my doorbell sounding through my quiet house. I groan reaching over and feeling for my phone. My eyebrows furrow in wonder and thought. Who could possibly be at my house at past 3 in the morning. A small fear of it being a killer creeps in to my head and i begin to sweat. I flinch when the doorbell rings again.
I jump out from my bed and run to the door. A wave of relief washes over me as I see Harry through the peephole. I swing the door open and he walks in without a word, looking rather upset. Worry etches onto my face and I follow him to my room where he walked away.
"Is everything okay?" I ask him. A muffled "no" follows as he buries his face into my pillows. I sigh as I walk over to bed and get under the covers. "Harry what's wrong?" I place my hands on his cheek and he lays his hand on top of mine. He looks at me with an expression me which makes me feel stupid for asking. Of course I know what's wrong.
Harry and I recently mutually decided to go our separate ways. There wasn't a lot of communiacation. We both were stressed from work and took it out on eachother. Then made up in bed. It was becoming toxic. We love eachother yes, but it was best to take a break.
"I haven't slept in four days..." He speaks after a moment of silence. It's then I notice the sleep deprivation clear on his face, even in the dark.
"Harry-" He places his hand on my lips, stopping me from speaking any further.
"No let me speak. I'm gonna get right into say it say I have been absolutely miserable without you. I can barely sleep, barely eat, barely think without you consuming my thoughts. I hate that it took us going on a break to realise what I had been taking for granted. I cant stand being without you anymore. Please give me- Give us a chance again. We can make it work."
By this time, I am an absolute mess and I can see him try to hold it in as well. I nod my head agreeing with him. The lump in my throat restricting me from speaking properly. He finally breaks and pulls me into his chest as we both continue to cry in each other's arms.
Slowly but surely I hear his breathing slow down and drift off into a deep sleep.
We're gonna be okay.
