y/n's pov:
I haven't spoken to Harry since the day we broke up. I have received multiple messages from him however, saying I didn't have to move out of the apartment and that he still wants to be friends, along with several messages asking me how i am and if i'm doing alright.
I didn't reply to any of the messages. I know if i do, i won't be able to stop. I know it's pathetic but a part of me still wants him to come back. I wouldn't have been this hung over if it was someone else. But Harry, I can't just not give two shits and carry on with my life and pretend i'm not heartbroken and still yearning for him, after 5 months.
My heart aches when I see his notifications pop up on my phone screen.
Harry: Hey y/n.
Harry: Hope you're alright x.
Harry: I'm back in LA.
Harry: And i'm here for as long as I want.
Harry: Is there any way we can meet up?
Harry: I miss you.
Harry: I know you read my messages and don't reply and that's completely understandable after what i did.
Harry: This is going to sound so so ridiculous coming from me considering I was the one who ended us but, I want to give us another shot. After the stress and pressure surrounding my new music subsided. I realised what I did was wrong. I miss you terribly. Everything got too much for me and I ended things between us, hoping that I would feel better, and I did. But that didn't last very long. I was super stressed and I should have talked to you about it rather than pushing you away and eventually ending things. I'm never going to make the same mistake again. I'll be the man you want me to be. I can give you what you want.
Harry: I totally understand if you've moved on and if you don't want anything to do with me, but I needed to get that off my chest.
I read his messages over and over again to make sure i'm not hallucinating. My emotions are all over the place right now and i'm not in the best state to make a decision and my fingers find themselves typing a reply before I could process.
Y/n: bruh
Harry: Oh.
Harry: Is it a good time to say i'm outside your apartment?
Y/n: Come in.
I let out a shaky breath as I press send on that message and slowly get up from my bed. This all feels too good to be real. My heart thumps against my chest uncontrollably when I come face to face with him in my living room.
"Hi." I hear him say softly, curling the ends of his sweater with his hands, a nervous habit of his I noticed. "Hello." I reply, feeling nervous myself.
"I'm really sorry y/n. I know you'll take time trusting me again but i'll do everything i can to redeem it. Please ju-" I raise my hand up to stop him right there.
"I'm willing to give you another chance harry, but I want to go slow. I'll continue living in my apartment and I'll only move back when i'm a hundred percent sure about it." I tell him. Even though I want him more than anything in the world, I can't let myself jump back right into it.
"Yes of course darling. I totally understand, but you have nothing to worry about anymore." he reassures and I nod in response, not really knowing what to say after that.
"Thank you." he says after a moment of awkward silence. I look up to see him standing with his head hung low, making my heart ache at the sight. I think twice before slowly walking over to him and wrapping my arms around him, resting my head on his chest. I feel him exhale a breath and hesitantly wrap his arms around me too, one of his hands running through my hair, my eyes fluttering close instantly.
"I know i probably don't deserve a second chance but thank you for it." He says softly, pressing a kiss to my hair with sincerity lacing his tone.
Something tells me we'll be alright this time.
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(a/n) part 2 was requested with them coming back so uh... i give❤️
