I freeze in my spot, not knowing whether to sleep or run away.
"What's the matter, big daddy not tell you about me?" she says, talking down to me as if I'm a child. I turn to Harry to see his face is pale white and shocked.
"Harry," I whisper, hoping to get anything from him. His expression doesn't change, he just looks to the ground and I let out the breath I was holding. "Oh my god," I breathe out and turn for the door.
"No, Rosie," Harry says, grabbing my wrist but I yank it out of his hand. I look up to his face to see he looks terrified. I couldn't look at it for long without crying, and that was the last thing I wanted to do in front of him again.
I couldn't show him he ripped me to shreds.
"Don't forget your bag," Camille yells from the kitchen, "I packed it for you." I squeeze my eyes shut to trap all the tears til I don't feel them anymore. I walk over and grab my bag walking straight out the door, not looking at anyone else.
"Get the fuck out," I hear harry yell from the house to camille, but she fights back, saying she won't leave. Suddenly, I hear running come from behind me.
"Rosie, please stop. Let me explain." he runs up so he is in front of me
"This is my fault," I say quietly to myself, but he hears me.
"No, Rosie, stop that. This is on no one but me," he says quickly, grabbing both my arms, trying to get me to look at him, but I won't take my eyes off the pavement.
"How stupid can I be to believe a rockstar would be in love with a fucking high school english teacher," I say throwing my hands over my face.
"Rosie," he says quietly, running his hand up my arm, trying to get me to lift my head but I push him away.
"No. I can't do this. I can't," I say, walking away from him again.
"You can't leave, Rosie, I can't lose you right now," he confesses.
"Well, I can't stay here, so I have no choice." I continue to walk as Harry begs me to stay.
"Please come inside and we can talk this out, we can watch whatever movie you want. We can make hot chocolate and cuddle with blankets over our heads like goofballs. Rosie," he begs and I stop walking, trying to compose myself again. "We can be happy, Rosie. Trust me I will-."
"Trust you?!" I scream. I was going to explode if I didn't say something soon. "Like I trusted you when you said I wasn't going to get hurt ever again? Trust you like I did when you told me Camille was nothing to you. Trust you like I did when I told you how hurt I was in the past, yet I still gave you everything I had in my because I trusted you with it." I see his face has no expression. I can feel the tears forming once again in my eyes, so I close them and hang my head in exhaustion.
PLAY SONG NOW
"I don't even know who you are, Harry."
Silence fills the cold London air as we are both in disbelief.
"I need to leave," I say, putting my foot down. I turn around and walk up the driveway.
"Rosie," Harry says softly. I stop in my tracks. "Take the car," he says and I hear him slam the keys on the car before walking away.
I turn to see him gone with the keys sitting on the front of the car for me to have. I walk over and grab them, put my suitcase in the back and hop in before driving off. The car smells just like him and it makes me wanna run back inside into his arms. I don't want to leave him, but I have to. I have to save myself.
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SHE - HS
Fanfiction"She's the first one that I see and I don't know why. I don't know who she is." - Fresh out of his first solo album, Harry styles is having a reoccurring dream about a girl he doesn't know. One day, on the set of his new music video, he meets her an...
