Chapter 8 "Talk"

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Hello everyone! This chapter is the same chapter as the previous one but from Harry's point of view. When I wrote the other one I had the urge to tell how Harry was feeling etc and I decided to write the same chapter but with his point of view to explain better how both characters are feeling are the same time. Hope you like it and enjoy! x

Songs that I used while writing this chapter:

In my veins - Andrew Belle

I wanna dance with somebody - Whitney Houston Cover Bootstraps

Over you - Ingrid Michaelson ft a great big world

Every little thing she does is magic - Sleeping at last

This time tomorrow . Trent Dabbs

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Harry’s P.O.V

“So, was this girl Leah your girlfriend?” asked Niall.

“Yeah, she was” I nodded with my head and I couldn’t help but smile a little bit when memories from that summer filled my mind.

“And that’s not the worst part, do you know how bad it is when you bump into your ex girlfriend after a long time? Seriously man, I admire you” said Louis who was in the couch in front of me.

“Shut up Louis, you did enough” I looked at him and frowned my eyes when Leah told me that Louis said that I wrote a song about us. After that night in the club I needed to tell the rest of the boys the whole story because I know it was going to be dangerous if only Louis himself knew it. When I bumped into her I needed to tell someone what happened because I needed advice. It’s not something you do everyday, you know, bumping into your ex after a long time and to be honest I felt absolutely ridiculous in the interview. I couldn’t even say a word in front of her and something inside me was telling me that there was something between us that was not ok.

“I’m sorry man” he said showing me the palm of his hands like trying to apologize.

“Wow, it’s weird, isn’t it?” added Liam.

“Yeah, and I don’t know what to do really. Because she’s mad at me and I have this thing inside me that needs to come out and is stuck since the day I saw her again”

“And why don’t you call her?” suggested Zayn.

“She doesn’t want to know anything about me. She told me so”

“Girls can say lots of things but the truth is… when they say something they mean the complete opposite thing. Trust me man” he continued. I shook my head because I was really confused. What am I supposed to do? Call her and say what? I am afraid that when I have the opportunity to talk to her I won’t be capable of doing it, because that was what happened when I dropped her in her apartment.

“I know but…”

“No buts Harry, I think you should call her”

“Yeah, you’ve got nothing to lose”

“Yeah I’ve got, I can loose her and now that I found her again I don’t want to loose her” I said.

“But do you still love her?” Niall asked me. That question got me even more confused. To be honest I don’t know what are my feelings for her. When I was in the x factor I thought about her almost every night before sleeping because it was the only moment I had to get all the pieces of the puzzle that was my world in that moment together to understand everything that was going on around me. And she was still on my mind. And I loved the way I always woke up with a text in my phone but didn’t have the time to text back because I was going to be late for rehearsal. When the x factor was over we had a career in front of us, everything went so quickly and I didn’t have the time to think properly. We had more and more events each time and barely have time to reply any messages. I was so focused on my career because in that moment was all that mattered to me. It might sound selfish but it was so important for me and the lads to be focused on our careers until my phone was stolen and I loose all the contact with her. But when I saw her again it was a complete shock for me. I remember her standing on the studio with her hair falling down her shoulders and more beautiful than ever. My heartbeat raced until it was almost as fast as a shooting star about to explode in my chest. I just couldn’t stop staring at her, watching every move she made, the way her lips moved when talking to my friends, the way she moved her hands while trying to explain herself better, the way her teeth showed when Louis said something funny… everything really… and I couldn’t help but think what I’ve missed all those years. She was really gorgeous.

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