Chapter 17

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Amanda's POV
We brake away. Harry lets go of my wrists and smiles

"So how did you like that?" He smirks.

"Harry I didnt. You have a girlfriend." I say sternly.

"I hate you Harry styles!" I turn around to see a very mad Grace.

Graces POV
Im not mad at Harry. Im not mad at Amanda. Im mad at myself. Mad for letting him back in. For wanting him again. Always. When everything is perfect he just ruins it. I cant do this anymore. Im done. For good this time too. Hes hurt me way to much this time. Hes gone way to far.

I race to the bathroom and lock it. The first thing I see is a razor.

Harrys POV
After my encounter with Brian my day got worse. My dad cAlled me.

I steppe into his hotel room and regretted it. Lets just say, I came out with a black eye.

Thats it. After wards I just go out for the day. I needed my space.

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I run to my apartment afterwards. What the frick did I just do?

I always mess it up. Always. And it sucks. So bad. Im just a mess up. I dont even know why Im here. I feel like I just need to die.

Amanda's POV

"Harry, you need to go." He returns no arguments and leaves.
I rush to the bathroom.

"Hey Grace, you okay?" I ask.

"Ya. Let me take a shower I will be out in a minute. I hear the water run and say okay. I head to Graces bed and flop down and fall asleep.

Graces POV

After my shower its nearly 5 in the morning. But I cant sleep. So I take out my journal and just write.

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"Please baby call me back."

"Hey you know Im sorry. I was not right in the head."

"Please answer me Grace."

"Grace I dont know what else to do....."

Harry wont stop calling me. Its 12 the night after he was gone all day. The phone rings. I answer it.

"Look....Im sorry Grace and I dont know what else you want from me?" Harry says

"Leave."

"What?"

"Leave."

"but....but why?"

"Harry just stop calling me and texting me and all this. Im done. Im not mad at you. Im mad at myself." I say tears spilling out of my eyes.

"Why?" Harry asks.

"Harry I cant trust you. And whats a real relationship with out trust?"

"Please dont do this."

"Harry Im upset ether way. So please. Im really done this time."

"But why Grace?"Harry asks.

"Because. I cant live with you hurting me." I say then slam the phone down.

I should have never let Harry into my life.

Harrys POV

"miss Hanna?"
"yes dear?"
"Im going back to England tomrrow."
"Aww why so soon?"
"Miss. Hannna, I really messed up with Grace and Amanda both and America isnt working out like evrey one thought it was. Even my Dad thinks so."
"Okay dear. Just know Ill miss you!"
"Of course Miss. Hanna."

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