Forgive My Scars (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

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Sorry for not uploading a longer chappie, I'm so bad at it atm.. :c

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Still Harry's POV:

Last night had been terrible. I'd been back at Louis' place after being in the forest, so while sitting in the sofa knowing that Leah was half asleep upstairs annoyed me. I wanted to go up and say that I had been acting like a douche and ask her to forgive me, but I couldn't.

I was about to leave when I heard her scream. It was a heartbroken, terrible scream. She was obviously asleep before she screamed, but I heard her run over the floor before she opened the door and was on her way down.

Almost at the end of the stairs she looked up and for a second I met her sad, hazel eyes with tears running from them. She looked at Louis. "Same nightmare like before, Harry running..." Louis nodded. "Go back to sleep honey," he said and looked at her. She walked slowly upstairs, with her arms around her shoulders. Almost at the top she turned and found my eyes with hers.

Her facial expression was painful and sad, like she wanted to tell me that none of it should've happened. Her eyes went distant again and she ran up the hall and into her room where I could here her sobbing and crying her poor heart out.

She was right, none of this should've happened, at all.

I went home half an hour later, I couldn't bear hearing her crying and it seemed like it never would stop.

I couldn't believe what I just had been witness to. The walk home was the longest walk I'd ever taken in my life. I repeated Leah's facial expression in my head hundreds of times and all I ever wanted to do was to run back and give her a hug, tell her I love her and never leave her. Why I didn't do it? I honestly don't know...

I was at Louis' place again. He wanted to try one more time to make me understand what was really going on here. He repeated his words from last time and said that Leah was getting worse. I hated it.

"She's started to cut again Harry... her cuts were fresh when she was down earlier. She's getting skinnier as well; loosing colour on her skin and everything is just going wrong. You have to talk to her!" I didn't know what to think or what to do. I loved Leah, but I just couldn't look at her, she'd kissed Liam for god’s sake.

"Harry... Liam kissed her, not Leah kissing him. Talk to her, I'm sure it'll be okay eventually," Louis said, lowering his voice.

Tears started to roll from his eyes; I knew he was really worried. And I was too. So I decided that I'd go and talk to her. She could've tried to kill me if she wanted to, I would still go back to her to figure out things. She's heartbroken, that leaves us two.
But first of, I needed to get out of here.

Leah's POV:

Seeing Harry last night was terrible, I didn't know what to do so I panicked. It was good to finally look into his eyes again, but they were so sad and I wanted to cry when I saw them. He looked worried and sad and I think I could see anger in his them as well.

Kissing Liam was awful though, if you think about what happened after it. His lips were soft and tasted popcorn from after the movie. Hearing Harry's panicked, hurt, angry and sad voice when he spotted us was the most terrible thing I'd ever heard in my life. I could feel his heart break into a million pieces together with mine and I now realized how much he really meant to me.

I don't love him that way though, he's one of my best friends and we could never be a couple. It'll only make troubles in the band if we broke up later on because everyone was so attached to each other, including me.

One sob was all it took before my vision was blurry of tears.

I don't know how long I was crying before some strong arms wrapped around me from behind. I turned and pulled closer to him. He was wet after walking outside in the rain and he cried with me. I felt his face burry down in my hair, his breathing was heavy against my face and his tears fell down on my cheekbones.

My heart jumped when I heard his voice. "I'm so sorry Leah, really sorry. Louis explained everything. You just mean too much to me, I overreacted. Sorry, sorry, sorry... can you please forgive me?"

I didn't know what to think. Was he really there, or was it only my imagination? And did he really mean what he'd just said? It was so much to think about that I didn't know where to start.
I pulled closer to him, thinking that I'd never let go of him again. He held me like he never would let me go either and I relaxed in his arms.

"Leah?" I heard Harry's beautiful, soft voice say after something that felt like forever. I looked at him. His eyes were bright red after crying, his hair flat and lifeless, and his face was so pale. He looked absolutely horrible and he definitely needed rest. "Yes?" I said curiously. "Do you forgive me?"