All Your Little Things

Chapter 28- Done

Ali

"God damn it, Harry! You can't be doing this anymore!" I said into the phone. "You can't be leaving me like this anymore!"

"There's nothing I can do to help it! I'm leaving on tour for four months, and it isn't my choice, Alison!" I sighed. He never called me by my full name, no one ever did unless they were upset with me.

He was supposed to be leaving to come to Cleveland tomorrow morning, but right now the future isn't looking so bright.

"I hate this, Harry. I don't like the fans or you traveling all the time or your living in London. It's ripping me apart."

"And I'm sorry."

"No, you're not. You're just going to grab a beer and it'll be fine. It doesn't matter for you."

"It does matter!"

"No, it doesn't. Not really. You've got your whole life ahead of you."

"With you by my side."

"This isn't working, Harry."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm tired of fighting and screaming at each other! I'm tired of you leaving all the time and I'm tired of the hate on the internet! I'm tired of all of it, and I want out!"

"It's not that easy."

"Yes it is! I can do whatever the hell I want! And do you know what I want, Harry?"

"What do you want?" He shouted into the receiver.

"I don't want to be by your side in all of this! I want to go to Georgetown for my second semester, and drink and party without the worries of a picture leaking and getting hate from all the world! I want a boyfriend who can walk me to class and take me out ever weekend for a date because he lives right next to me. I want to have a normal experience, and go home to my brothers and Emmaline and Ethan and my dad and be with them worry-free. I don't want to do what we've been doing." I said.

"Ali! You can't do this! Not after all we've been through!"

"Right now, it's what has to happen." I told him quietly.

"But Ali, please..." He pleaded.

"No, Harry. No. I can't do this anymore. You're heart isn't in it, and neither is mine. I think we need to take some time off from all of this and just get on with our lives. Find out who we really are."

"I know who I am."

"I don't."

"Then we can figure all of this out when I come to Cleveland. We can work it out by the time we get to New York."

"Harry what the fuck don't you understand? I don't want you in Cleveland. I don't want to see you."

"Ali, what are you trying to say?"

"I'm done." I ended the line.

Harry

I sighed into my hands. She was feeling tense the past few weeks. We were going through a rough patch, and she was getting tired of me leaving all the time. She never needed that. She really needed a guy who could be there for her all the time, and I could be that. I needed to show her.

Ali and I both felt like this relationship was like holding onto a straw off the side of a cliff, which did not seem right at all. We should have been going strong at the six month mark.

We were both falling apart, and it seemed hopeless, but I had hope. I needed her in my life. She always told me I was her glue, but in reality, it was her that was holding me together.

I loved Ali, but it looked as if both of us were falling apart at the seams, and I did not want to hurt her. Maybe she just needed a little time to cool down and think. I began packing my suitcase.