Everything You're Not (Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter Nineteen - Not Over You

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Maybe I wasn't over Harry. Maybe that's the reason why I can't choose Louis. I felt terrible that I was choosing between two guys who are best friends. The worst part is that even though I'm not over Harry, he was the one pushing me towards Louis.

I paced back and forth in the room. It was just Harry and me. "Harry, I can't forgive him. Even if I do, I probably won't be serious. But even then, like I wouldn't know what to do. What would happen when people find out! Ohmygosh. I'm going to be dead. Gosh. What's going to hap-"

"-Driana stop! Stop thinking so hard, okay? Just forgive him. Just tell him that you love him!"

"But I don't love him!" I admitted, but as soon as it left my mouth, my eyes went wide.

"Y-you don't love him?" Harry asked.

I sighed. "No, but why do you even care? Why are you even trying to help me? I put you through hell. Why would you want to help me? I'm not even worth it."

"Because I care about you," he said simply.

I shook my head. "You can't possibly care about me. I put you through anything a person could possible go through. Why are you pushing me towards Louis?" I asked.

He bit his lip and looked away. "Um, no reason."

I grabbed a hold of him, making him look straight into my eyes. "Harry, tell me."

He sighed in defeat. "I kind of still... love you."

I was shocked, and I was pretty sure it showed. I quickly hid my expression and spoke, "Then why are you pushing me towards him."

He shook his head. "Because we'll never be together. We can't last a day without fighting. Do you know how heartbreaking that is for me?" he asked.

"So what now? We just forget everything?" I asked, my arms flying into the air in frustration.

He shrugged. "I really don't know..." 

I didn't exactly know how to respond to him. It was like all the thoughts in my mind had vanished. It was the most perculiar thing. "Listen, I can't forgive him because he's the reason why I'm having this baby, yet when I told him, he didn't want anything to do with it..." I trailed off.

"Why does it matter? He loves you, and he just proved that."

I looked at him with a mixture of disgust and obviousness. "Why does it matter? It matters because he wouldn't have come to me if you hadn't talked to him. He-"

Harry cut me off. "-But he did! And that's all that matters."

I sighed. "But what about you?" I asked.

"You let me go."

I shook my head. "No. I can't do that."

He sighed. "Listen, you'll have to do it eventually. Just do it now. It saves the pain later," he tried to explain. I could tell that he wasn't believing himself.

But I didn't know what to do...

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"Louis," I said on the phone.

"So what do you say?" he asked.

I shut my eyes tightly before answering. I was still trying to decide my answer as we spoke. I sighed as I slowly opened my eyes and gave my answer, "Yes."

I heard his smile on the other line. "Really?" he sounded extremely excited.

I felt like I should be happy. I should be... but why aren't I? I didn't know what it was. I just felt out of place. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know that a choice could effect me in such a way. "Yeah, really."

I heard him mumble a 'yes' under his breath. "Dri, meet me at starbucks in five minutes, okay?" he said.

I unknowingly nodded my head. "Okay."

"Okay." I could here the smile on his face as he said that one word.

"Alright then..." I trailed off not knowing what else to say.

[Louis's POV]

I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that I was hearing this. Dri was forgiving me. Did I deserve it? I don't care. "Okay."

"Alright then," she replied. She sounded a little off. I didn't know what it was, but it didn't sound like Driana - at least not the Driana that I knew.

"Um, so yeah, I'll see you in five," I said.

She sighed on the other line. "Khay."

I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if she was tired of hearing my voice or... I don't know. "Alright, bye."

"Bye."

"I love you."

The line went dead.