I feel you close..I feel you breathe...
One Day Later.
Rebecca's POV
“Oh my God, look at that!” Emily gasped, brown eyes wide as she pointed at the giant stadium Niall and his team are playing tonight.
“It's amazing,” I commented from the back seat, staring outside the window.
“I'm so proud of Niall, you have mo idea.” Hannah sniffled, wiping away a tear.
“Us too,” Emily said, placing one hand on her shoulder.
Hannah parked her car and we all jumped out to the cool night. I was excited for Niall's game, I know how much he's been waiting for it.
“Girls!” Niall's voice called from behind and we turned to see him walking towards us, wearing a grey hat, black sweats and a grey tee. His buss had just arrived and more teammates got out of it, carrying their backbags with them.
“Hey baby!” Hannah squealed and hugged him tightly before kissing him.
Niall pulled back a few seconds later to smile at us and pull us in a warm embrace. “I'm so happy you came here,” he whispered to my ear when he hugged me.
“I'm happy to see how far you've came,” I whispered back.
We pulled back and smiled at each other. I heard coach calling the boys to go to their changing rooms and get ready, but Niall didn't bother to move.
“I'm nervous,” Niall said, having his hands in his pockets.
“You're gonna do great,” Emily assured.
“It's not just me..The point is that we don't have our best player tonight..Thanks to him we are where we are tonight.” Niall said and I knew whom he was talking about.
“Harry.” I murmured.
He locked eyes with me and nodded. It's true. Harry plays better than anyone and he can control the ball's gravity. He's definitely needed tonight.
“I better go change now, coach will get angry and I want to be the captain.” Niall chuckled.
“Good luck.” The three of us said tha same time with a smile.
“Thanks! See you later,” he waved before he jogged inside the stadium.
I turned around to look at Hannah when I heard a car approaching. A black Mercedes parked next to the buss and I immidiately recognised it. Oh my God. My heart came up to my throat and my stomach tightened so much that I felt myself slightly leaning in to soothe the pain.
And then the car door opened. And he jumped out, wearing black shorts and a white tee, matched with his neon yellow Nikes. His hair was gathered up in a ponytail that I always found sexy. My heart raced wildly against my ribs and I sucked in a breath. He's here.
He probably felt my eyes and my presensce because he turned his gaze to look at me. His jade green eyes were dark, but I could still see the pain. He was surprised at first and by the way he took a deep breath, I knew he felt the same way as I did, that we're both out of oxygen by just staring at each other.
My head was spinning and it was as if time had stopped. It was just me and him. Everything around us was blurry. The look he gave me...it had hope, pain, surprise, relief and sadness. I didn't know how to feel at that moment. Heat was burning me from the inside out but I couldn't quite realise which feeling had coursed me.
“What are you looking at?” Hannah turned her head, following my eyes. Emily copied her and they both looked at Harry.
Harry didn't break the eye contact though. He just kept staring me intently. So many words were thrown towards me by his look. So many untold apologies. He then started walking and entered the stadium, leaving me staring at his slicked back as he walked.
“Oh..” Hannah murmured.
They both turned to look at me with worry in their eyes. “Look, if you don't want to come it's okay, I can take you to a hotel.” Hannah offered.
“Yeah, and I'll join you if you don't want to stay alone.” Emily offered after Hannah.
I shook my head and blinked. “No, guys I'm okay, really,” I assured.
“Are you sure?” Emily asked.
“Yes, I'm not going to miss Niall's game for any reason.” I said. “Now let's go get our tickets.” I urged and they both nodded.
We got our tickets and went inside, seeing so much people buying drinks and snacks. My head was focused on Harry. He came here to help the team. He came here only for the game and Niall. I'm sure. So as we took our seats and watched as the two teams came out to warm up, I knew that it wouldn't be like the last two times Harry played football with Niall's team. He won't turn and point at me when he'll score. He won't kiss me when I'll go and congratulate him. I sighed and shook my head. Of course he won't, we're not together anymore.
I should have made Louis to come with us. He would know what to say now to make me forget about Harry warming up only a few meters away from me. Zayn couldn't come either. I have to talk to Ash, Grace and Calum for a long time and I feel terrible about it, but I know that when I'll tell them what happened I will get judged.
“There's Liam and Zoe!” Emily pointed at the pair that stood a few seats lower, holding their drinks and talking. Liam looked so handsome wearing his black tee and jeans and Zoe was really good-looking with her black leggings and grey tee that at the back it's longer than the front.
“Liam! Zoe! Over here!” Hannah called, waving her hand.
Liam and Zoe turned their heads and saw us, huge smiles appearing on their faces. They walked towards us and hugged us so tightly, it felt nice.
“So good to see you guys again.” Liam smiled as he sat down next to my seat.
“We missed you,” Emily smiled, having her arm wrapped around Zoe.
“Aww, we missed you too, girls!” Zoe squealed, hugging her again. She's such a happy person, her aura makes you feel better immidiately.
We all sat down and they started chatting. My eyes landed on a guy with a ponytail, running across the green grass with the ball in his feet. Something inside of me twisted as the thought that his skin is probably warm now and thick sweat is trailing down his back crossed my mind.
He passed the ball to another guy and he scored. Harry and the guy shared a high five and Harry jogged back to the other side, and I had my chance to see every detail of him. His long legs, his ponytail bouncing up and down, his strong arms, his back tensing, his head lowered. It felt kind of odd that my Harry was only a few meters away from me but he wasn't mine.
And then, he looked up and caught me staring at him, making my heart flutter in a way that I've felt before..
Harry's POV
She looked so beautiful as she sat there, holding her drink in her hand, her long brown hair that looked like black spread across her shoulders, her pink lips, big eyelashes and stunning hazel eyes that stared at me.
My heart hammered wildly and a shudder ran down my spine as I stared back at her. She has to see me for four days but I think she feels as if she has to see me for years. I wanted so badly to run over to her, take her hand and tell her that I still feel the same way about her, that I never stopped loving her and most importantly that I never cheated on her. But I knew she wouldn't sit and listen.
None of us broke the eye contact. I could see her irises clearly, every inch of her beautiful face and feel every breath she blew. Her cheeks flushed and I fought the urge to smirk. I always loved when she blushed, she looked so cute like that.
Someone tapped my shoulder and I had to force my eyes to move away from her face. I turned to see Dan giving me a small smile before speaking.
“Thanks for coming, man. Niall told me you had left.” He said.
I nodded. “Yeah.” Was all I said before I looked back at Rebecca to see her talking to Liam who was sitting next to her.
“Come on guys!” Coach called us to go back to the changing rooms.
I sighed before I followed Dan back into the changing rooms, feeling a pair of eyes staring at me, which I knew belong to Rebecca.
...
“Harry!” Niall called as I ran with the ball in my feet. Sweat trailed down my brow and back, making the tee collide to my skin.
I passed him the ball and he scored, making half of the stadium to scream and applause in excitement and victory. I grinned as Niall jogged towards me, pure happiness written across his features. He hugged me tightly and I couldn't help but let a laugh at how excited he sounded. In seconds, all the team was jumping on our backs, celebrating and laughing.
We won.
With a big difference.
5-1 is definitely a score that will take this team to the top.
Niall ruffled my hair and laughed. I wrapped my arm around his neck and ruffled his hair, hearing him laughing even harder. This was the first time I actually felt happy after what happened. This was the first time I could enjoy the moment.
“Thank you for coming, Harry. We wouldn't win if it wasn't for you.” Niall said, having his arm wrapped around my shoulders as we walked back to the changing rooms.
“No problem, Niall.” I said, patting his back.
We went into the changing rooms, which was an absolute chaos. All the guys in there were shirtless, jumping up and down and singing loudly. They were all happy and I was glad I finally did something that pleased so many people.
“Harry! Harry! Harry!” Niall started chanting and everyone else joined, making me smirk proudly.
“Thank you guys.” I said, moving my hands to motion them to lower their voice. They didn't listen though, they kept chanting until coach came in.
“Styles, I'm glad you came tonight.” he smiled wryly.
I nodded but didn't say anything. He congratulated all the boys and I turned around to the wooden bench that was behind me. I opened my backbag and took out my towel before saying a quick “I'm going to take a shower” to the guys and heading to the showers.
As the water ran down my body, I couldn't stop thinking of Rebecca. She's so close to me. I can easily touch her hand, or smell her hair. And every time I bring the image of her staring at me before my heart plummers. I wish I could just talk to her. I wish I could just take the chance and tell her everything that she doesn't know.
“Harry, I'm going outside to find the girls!” Niall informed me, dragging me out of my thoughts.
“Okay.” I said.
“We're going to the club later, are you coming with us?” he asked.
Going to a club and drinking until I can't see won't be a bad decision tonight. Besides, we have to celebrate our victory and I have to take Rebecca out of my head so the only way to do that is a good bottle of vodka.
“Sure. Text me the adress of the club.” I said.
“Alright, see you there.” he said before I heard his footsteps leaving the room.
I sighed and closed my eyes. I need to talk to Rebecca. Four days without having the chance to explain my self was torture. She's not doing good to herself without knowing the truth. She put an end because she thought she knew everything, but she fucking doesn't.
I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around my waist before stepping out of the shower. I went over to my backbag and took out a plain black tee. As I was about to pull it over my head, I heard footsteps coming closer and my heart suddenly raced by her own will. I heard someone gasp and I turned to see Rebecca standing there, her eyes wide as she stared at me.
“Rebecca?” I said in a shakey voice.
Rebecca's POV
“Why is he so late?” Hannah groaned, glancing at the phone.
“I don't know where are the changing rooms so I can't go..” Emily said awkwardly.
“Me neither, I don't want to go in there and get lost or embarassed.” Hannah said, shaking her head.
I sighed and rolled my eyes. “I'm going to find Niall, be right back.” I said before walking towards the direction of the changing rooms.
I looked around the hallways, making sure I don't enter any other room. I opened the door that looked like it led to the changing rooms and stepped inside. I walked further into the room to see empty benches everywhere, making me furrow my brows. I turned in the corner and came to an abrupt halt when I saw him.
His back facing me, only a towel wrapped around his waist and tiny droplets running down his skin. He suddenly turned around and his eyes met mine, making me feel paralyzed. My eyes momentarily moved down to his muscular body, his abs and tattoos and the image of me tracing his skin with my fingers flashed behind my eyes.
“Rebecca?” the way he said my name, it made something inside of me to crack.
“Umm..I..Eh...” I stammered. I was tongue-tied. Why couldn't I just say a word?
He stared at me with hope in his emerald green eyes and I felt like a bitch not to say something to him, but I couldn't speak. I swallowed hard and inhaled deeply, wanting to look away from his eyes, but I couldn't.
“Sorry I..I thought this was the changing room..” I stuttered, fidgeting with my fingers.
“This is the changing room.” he said, nodding once, voice low.
“Oh,” Oh? Jesus don't be so stupid. “Sorry, I was just...searching for Niall..” I mumbled.
The hope in his eyes suddenly diminished and he looked away, lips pulled into his mouth. “He went to find you.” He muttered.
“Oh..okay..” I murmured. I felt awkward as I stood there, one hand holding my other arm. I turned to leave as he pulled his tee over his head but his voice made me stop.
“Wait,” he called lowly. I sighed and turned around to look at him. “Don't leave.” he turned to me.
“Harry..” I sighed heavily.
“Please.” he said gently. “I need to talk to you, Rebecca.”
“No.” I shook my head. “I don't want to hear anything.”
“But you don't know what happened.” he said.
“I don't care.” I sighed again.
“Rebecca please, you can't just give up on us.” he walked towards me.
I took a few steps backwards. “Yes I can and I did.” I said calmly.
“Rebecca just let me explain, please, I miss you.” He begged, reaching to touch my cheek.
I moved away. “No Harry. Just no.” I gave him a cold stare. I knew I was being a bitch, but he didn't do the best thing to me by cheating on me behind my back. “Don't you get it? We're over. There's no going back.”
“You don't mean it,” he shook his head and took one last step to stand in front of me. I backed away but my back hit against the wall, meaning I was trapped. Oh shit, no. “You know you do. Rebecca I still love you, I never lied to you, I never cheated on you, just let me show you–,“
“No Harry!” I raised my voice, tears wanting to form. “Get away from me! I don't want this anymore—I don't want to do this! I'm tired and I'm hurt! Don't you get it that I can't do this? I can't keep up with this. Just leave me alone, Harry. Please!” I said desperatedly.
“Just stop, Rebecca!” he raised his voice, scaring me a little bit. “Stop lying to me and to yourself! You know you still love me and you know deep down that I wouldn't ever hurt you in such a terrible way!” he said, pointing at me. He leaned even closer, making me look away. Tears made my vision blurry as I stared at the wall next to me. “Just let yourself feel it. Let your heart speak instead of your mind.” He sighed at the end.
“You don't know what my heart says.” I muttered angrily. “If you knew, you wouldn't be still trying to make me fall for you again.” I shot with a growl.
“Really? Well, what will happen if I just kiss you right now? Will she tell you to stop? Or to kiss me back?” he brought his face right next to mine and he inhaled, making goose bumps arise to my entire body. He was dangerously close to me and I knew that only one touch and I will fall under his control.
“She doesn't love you anymore to tell me to kiss you back.” I whispered.
He pulled back and I dared to look at him. The sight of his pained eyes only killed me inside. “Don't say that. Don't say that you don't love me.” He muttered, shaking his head gently.
“Why? Does it hurt? Does it make you feel like you want to stop breathing? Because that's exactly what you made me feel by doing this to me.” I scolded.
He sighed and looked down. “Let me show you the truth.” he requested.
“No.” I said slowly. “Get away from me.”
He didn't move, making my insides wanting to explode as anticipation grew stronger. He looked up at me and leaned even closer, making my breath hitch in my throat.
“Can you move out of my way..please?” I said quietly, my voice shakey.
“Just remember that I love you when you go to sleep in another man's arms again, okay?” he said before he pulled back and turned his back to me, his hands quickly taking out of his backbag his shorts.
His words caught me off guard and sank deeply into my brain. With my heart up to my mouth, I stormed out of the changing rooms and out of the stadium. I blinked away the tears, even though inside of me I was hurting and tried to take my head off of his green eyes and painful words.
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A/N: Intense and sad :( Do you think Rebecca should give Harry another chance? Do you think this story is going to end without these two together?? Give me thoughts to read!!
And Wattpad doesn't allow more than 200 chapters in a story, so the last chapter will be the 199th. The end is soooo close eeeeek!! Be prepared! Thank you for reading!! Vote pleaseee! Love you lotssss xxx