Thinking of you • Harry Edward Styles

Chapter one.

28 February, 2013 - POV Sophie

I did it, I left the boy I loved. I had ripped his heart in little pieces and ruined his life.

At least, that's how I wanted to think about it. I was a heartless monster, I didn't love men and I didn't want to share my life with them. And the fact that your name was Harry Styles wouldn't make any difference. Men had to see me as a heartless monster, someone who's only good for one night stands and someone you shouldn't attach to, because that would only give you a broken heart. That was what I was, a heartless monster. Or how other people would like to call me, a slut.

With a smile on my face I packed my stuff, including the huge teddy bear Harry had won for me at Disneyland, and left the plane. The only thing I found was a pair of sunglasses, which made me presume they were Harry's. 

"Have a safe flight girls, talk to you soon!" I said to Francine en Miranda, before I walked away from the gate.

Before I could go to my next flight, I walked to the desk where you could leave the found stuff.  And it didn't surprise me to see Harry there. I ignored him and gave the woman who sat behind the desk the sunglasses, before I turned around and wanted to walk away.

"Sophie, wait!" I ignored his words, but he grabbed my arm and hold me back from walking away.

Insensibly I looked at him when I saw he tried to make eyecontact, trying to look inside my head and wanted to hug me. He had done that so many times for the past two weeks to make me prevent it right now. 

"Let me go Harry." I hissed while I tried to release my arm. However he didn't let me go and looked at me almost hopeless. "We'll never be a couple." 

"But I love you.." He said, as if he could start crying at any time near. 

"The only thing you've to do is wait, you'll forget me, believe me. Now let me go so I can make it a little easier for you." I again tried to release my arm, but he still didn't let me go. His brown curls started dancing when he shook his head. 

"No, no I'm not gonna let you leave me like this. You love me too, because otherwise you wouldn't even mind about that teddy." I knew he was right, but I just rolled with my eyes. 

"Please don't do this to yourself Harry," I muttered. "Do you really need to involve the teddy in this? I mean, maybe I was planning on dumping him somewhere or giving it away, I don't know and neither do you, so shut the fuck up and let go of me. Or I'll scream."

He finally let go of me, although you could see he really didn't wanted to do it.

"Well, was that so hard for you?" He didn't respont, which I saw as a chance to turn around and walk away. 

"Oh and don't try to call me, you don't have my number anymore and I deleted our messages." I smiled obviously fake at him and finally walked away from him.

My facial expression was self-controlled, calm, unfeeling, but on the inside raged a war between the various emotions that took possesion of my body. I just wanted to crawl into my bed and cry, like I had done almost ten years ago.