I confidently opened our front door and walked through.
Through the hallway and down past the kitchen, into our bedroom.
Harry was in there. Sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me to walk in, no doubt he heard me enter the flat.
I hesitated at the open doorway.
Before I could say anything, Harry opened his mouth, "I'm sorry." He whispered, staring at the ground.
I ignored him. I had to say what had been on my mind. I had to do it quick, "Harry, I have something to tell yo--" I began to say. But he interrupted me.
"No, wait Felicia. I have to tell you something. I overreacted. I'm sorry!" He said.
"Yes, you did over react Harry. Especially since Liam and I hadn't done anything, but I really need to--"
"--Yes, I realize that! Liam texted me right after I left. He explained how nothing happened. Said you were rushing to get your clothes on to chase me home. I'm sorry for doing that to you." He got up from the corner of the bed and walked over to me and wiped away the newly formed tears falling from my eyes.
He said in a shaky voice, close to tears, "I get jealous and I get mad, but It's because I love you! Please don't cry Felicia! I'm not worth your tears."
I just stared into his eyes for a bit, and finally plucked up the courage to whisper what I had been trying to say this entire time: "Harry, I'm leaving."
"What?" He whispered back. He looked confused but over all, fearful. Fearful that the words I had just spoken had truth behind it.
"I'm leaving." I repeated, "Moving actually. I've- I've decided to take that magazine job offer in America... I'm going back home." The words choked out.
It had been Liam who reminded me of the job offer the day before. I hadn't thought about it until the car ride home.
It seemed like the best option. The best way to get away.
I had a massive fear of my knees giving out, but I knew its what I had to do. I was sticking with my decision. I couldn't be here, in London, anymore. I loved Harry too much, but I loved Liam too. This love triangle had to end.
Harry was speechless. He turned away from me and moved towards the bed.
He sat down on the edge of the bed again, he put his hands to his face, and cried.
I walked over to him and knelt down in front of his convulsing body.
"Harry, please. Its for the best. We can't go on like this. Our relationship has been rocky for ages now. We have no trust! Without trust how can we have a relationship!?" I said through angry tears. I hated him for making this so hard. I hadn't expected him to cry.
Seeing him act like this caused a searing pain through my heart and formed a pit in my stomach. I wanted nothing but to comfort him and kiss him, but I couldn't.
I knew I couldn't. Because if I did, we'd just be making the same mistakes all over again.
He tried to calm down a little, but the sobs were still breaking through.
He looked up at me. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy. He wiped his nose on his sleeve and took a deep breath.
He took my face in his hands and begged me to stay with him. Told me he'd do anything for me. Said he'd change.
I blocked it out to the best of my ability.
He started kissing my face but I backed away.
|Liam Payne||as Liam Payne|
|Harry Styles||as Harry Styles|
|Louis Tomlinson||as Louis Tomlinson|