Waiting For Yesterday. (One Direction/ Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Waiting For Yesterday. (One Direction/ Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

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Meet Emily Roberts, orphan, dancer. All she'd ever known was pain and heartbreak, and sometimes the comfort of her best friend wasn't enough. She couldn't take much more. But then comes along Harry Styles... Emily doesn't know he's famous, and he doesn't want her to. He just wants to break her heart, then drop her. Why? Because he lost all faith in love after his previous girlfriend. So what happens when Harry tries to break Emily's heart? Does he succeed? Can she take any more pain? Is it really worth it? Summary sucks- story is better I promise ! X
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"Come on, do it, curse, scream, yell at me, hit me, do whatever you have wanted to do all these years." He just stares at me, not doing anything. "Do something! I made a mistake, and I am paying for it, and as if watching you, letting go of yourself as I'm not able to do anything is not enough! I have to watch our friends suffer the consequences of my mistakes. Our friends are done with our bullshit, Harry. And quite frankly, so am I..." Silence. "Say something for God's sake!" I yell, and I look up just to see him with his head bowed down and his shoulders shaking as he sobs . This is all my fault. This is my mess. ... "I believe you, just like I should have from the start." He says gently, and I just cling on him more as I feel his warmth and hear his heartbeat. "Your heart is beating so fast..." I whisper as if it was a secret. "It's beating for you... Always for you, it never stopped beating for you."

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