Nat's P.O.V

The flight home was long and boring. My face was stained from my non stop tears. Harry said I could

continue to stay at his place, considering I didn't really have any other options. I didn't know how I was

going to function for my exams and our break up. I still hadn't absorbed it. I admit, I miss him but what he

did was wrong, right? I was just so depressed. Does it really get better? I mean, my life isn't over, it just

feels like something is missing. He didn't rule my life, he just changed it, in a good way. My life was a

mess; I was fighting with my mum and therefore, I hadn't spoken to my family in a while and my boyfriend

had slept with another girl. I know he was drunk, but did I bring another guy home? No. I began to scroll

through my phone looking at all the previous messages we'd sent to each other, remembering the

wonderful memories we had. Now they were gone. He was going to be away for the next 6 months so I

needed to get my life back on track. He had a spare bedroom at his place that I could move into, seeing

how that won't remind me of him as much. It was still going to be a challenge though. I decided I would try

and go back to sleep for the rest of the flight.

+ + + +

It was a disaster trying to get out of the airport. The reporters and paparazzi were all lined out the front.

"Nat, is it true you and Mr Harry Styles have split?"

"Miss Miller, did Mr Styles cheat on you?"

Luckily, there was a guard who helped and escorted me to my car. I arrived home to an empty house.

"I'm home babe." I muttered to myself, knowing that no one would answer. I walked past the kitchen

where we use to have food fights, then I walked past the room with the couch when I first stayed the night

with him. The stairs was a fair walk and I finally reached our bedroom. I walked in and ran my fingers over

the furniture. I went to the bed and laid down. I smelt his pillow, which had the scent of him. I cried and

cried for what seemed like forever. I left the bed and sat down on the window seat, staring aimlessly out

the window. Afterwards I went downstairs back to where I had left my bags and unpacked in my new

room. I heated up some 2 minute noodles and then hopped into a much needed shower. The shower

soothed my thoughts as the liquid ran down my body. I then fell asleep in the bed and dreamt. In my

dream, I was with Harry. We were happy and then one night we got drunk and he slept with someone and

then we broke up. I woke up crying and went to wake up Harry but then I realised he wasn't there. He was

never going to be there again, I thought, my dream was real. I wasn't able to get back to sleep so I went

to my phone. There was a new message, from my mum:

Mum: Natalie I heard what happened with Harry. I'm sorry sweetheart. He wasn't worth it anyway! - Mum xx

He was worth it to me, I silently thought.

I turned my phone off and put on some slacks and a sweat shirt. I went out of the house, locking it behind

me and started to walk which turned into a run. I was now sprinting, with nowhere in mind in particular. I

just needed to run. I went past the town church, past the shops and to the beach where he had taken me

to when I was upset. I collapsed down onto the sand, breathing in the smell of the sea breeze. The cool

air blowed gently leaving me feeling relaxed and at ease. I listened to the sound of the waves crashing

against the shore, and the distant noises. Thoughts of Harry flooded my mind, but for once, I didn't try to

push them away or ignore them, I just let them be. I really wanted to make things right between us, even

if that just meant being friends. I felt terrible saying that we could never be a couple. He looked so sad

and before he had left the hotel room, I saw a couple of tears trickle down the side of his face. There I lay

on the beach, thinking of the only person who has supported and kept me going through the hard times,

just wishing I could be with him. I didn't even get to say goodbye to not only him, but to the others. I hated

my stubbornness and now it had cost me my relationship. They would stay loyal to Harry because he was

their friend and band mate. I wish I just told him I didn't know if I was going to be able stay with him or do

the test. I didn't plan on breaking up with him, I just should've told him. I opened my eyes and was crying

so much that there were no tears left to cry. I was gasping for the air I needed to help even out my

breathing. My whole world had come crashing down, but I had just simply sat down and pushed everyone

away, now I was paying the price. I looked at the moon and wondered if he was looking at it to or if he

was thinking about me. I grabbed my phone and read a new message.

Harry: I miss you Natalie - Harry xx

I thought for a moment before I began to type hastily on the keyboard.

Natalie: I miss you too Harry - Natalie xx

That made me feel better that he missed me. I sat up from lying down on the comfortable sand. I didn't

feel angry or upset anymore; I felt happy. I ran all the way back home and climbed into our/his bedroom

and fell asleep in our bed.

Harry's P.O.V

I felt like a villain, instead of feeling like the hero. Everyone seems to think I've got such a perfect life that

revolves around me. It's far from that. Everyone has an expectation of me that I despise of. I hate having

to live up to the media's expectation. I don't mind if it's a girlfriend's expectation, though. My life is far from

perfect. I really did love Natalie and I would never intentionally try to hurt her. She had left without saying

goodbye to me and the others because of my ignorance and untrustworthiness. If I hadn't of been so

pissed on alcohol, I could have changed this scenario. We were nine hours apart and I figured she could

just read this message when morning would arrive. She replied about ten minutes later saying the same

thing. Except, she didn't say anything about getting back together or seeing me, which killed me on the

inside. I didn't hear back from her after that. I spent the rest of the days drinking and recording the album.

I hadn't washed my hair or shaved in a while and was starting to form a small stubble around the bottom

of my face. Natalie would at least be there to help me if I had a hangover or was sick. Now I wasn't even

taking care of myself until we had to perform. At least I used to look after myself for Natalie. But why was I

wasting my time thinking about her when there wasn't going to be a future with us? She had said it

herself, we can't be a couple. I was just not myself. Even the others could tell and they were extremely

worried. A couple of them would say try giving her a call but I would just use an excuse to not call her.

When I got angry about the situation, it got worse. I got so carried away with it all that I would knock over

furniture, break a couple of things. I didn't let anyone into my part of the apartment because of the state.

There were bear cans lying around and broken bottles along with cracked photo frames. I was surprised I

hadn't hurt myself yet. I had even turned the photo of her and I over but I still had a look at it once in a

while. I was in a bad place and there was no getting out.

+ + + +

*2 Months Later.*

Nat's P.O.V

"He's really bad Nat. Please give him a call." Louis pleaded.

"Well it's not my problem anymore. I passed my degree and I'm happy. Of course I miss him, but what can

I do?"

"Nat you ought to see what he's become. He's not the fun Harry anymore. He's like this depressed thing

that lives with us. It's affecting his performance and his self esteem. He's just pushing everyone away."

"Just like me." I murmured.

"Just call him. The girls miss you too."

"Tell them I miss them more! But what do I even say to him?"

"Just tell him you want to meet up. You need to help fix him."

"Okay I'll try."

And then we both hung up. There were so many things I wanted to say to Harry. More importantly though,

what scared me was that he's become really bad all because of me.

I dialled the once familiar number and waited for his voice.

"Hello?' He said in his rugged morning voice.

"Hey Harry. It's Nat."

"Nat?" He said surprised.

"Yeah it's me. How are you?"

"Um great. How about you? Are you still staying at my place?"

"I'm doing okay. I'm still staying at your place if that's okay? I passed my degree!" I said with enthusiasm.

"Yeah you can stay as long as you like. That's awesome that you passed!" He said trying to sound happy

for me.

"Where are you touring now?"

"Back in Singapore."

"Do you have time to meet up or are you busy?" I asked wonderingly.

"No I have plenty of time. Did you want me to come to you or the other way around?"

"I don't mind, whatever suits you."

"I'll send you over here then. Are you able to come tomorrow?"

"Yeah sure. Would you mind organising somewhere where I can stay for a couple of days. I haven't been

to Singapore and could go sight - seeing. I'll pay you back."

"Yeah I'll organise something. Don't worry about paying, it'll be my treat. So I guess I'll see you

tomorrow?" I could tell that he was smiling.

"Yes, I can't wait. Thanks again so much Harry." And with that, we hung up. I was thrilled to be seeing him

again. I began to pack all my things I would need. I was going to stay in Singapore for a couple of days so

I needed to pack my essentials which included, my hair straightener, makeup, grooming objects and my

favourite perfume, which was Nicki Minaj's Pink Friday. Then I started with my undergarments and then a

couple of dresses for going out, which included a gorgeous black one which I would wear tomorrow. Once

I finished, I went and had some dinner. Afterwards I sat in bed and read one of my all time favourite

books, The Fault In Our Stars until I fell asleep.

"Beep, beep. Time to wake up Natalie. Wake up Natalie!" I awoke to my alarm blaring my ringtone. It was

5:00am and I had a flight in 2 hours. I had a shower quickly and put on some comfortable clothes for the

flight. I had a quick breakfast and was on the road. I parked my car in a unlimited parking bay. After all the

checking in I was on the plane and ready.

+ + + +

"Natalie, over here." I heard Harry call while grinning. He came over and hugged me tightly. God I missed

his embrace. I smelt his aftershave subtly which filled my senses and made me melt. After we pulled

away, we went to get my bags. He dropped me off at my place and I got ready for dinner tonight. I was

meeting him outside at 6:00pm and it was 5:50pm. I added some last finishing touches and then I heard a

knock on my door. I had one last quick look in the mirror and left smiling. I looked good and I was really

happy. I grabbed my bag and went down to meet Harry.

"Wow Nat. You look absolutely stunning." He looked awe struck.

I blushed and thanked him. We went into his car and left for the restaurant.

Harry's P.O.V

"So how have you been?" I said to break the silence between us.

"Yeah good. Been lonely, but I'm doing okay. To be honest, I really struggled with our breakup," I

shuddered at the word, 'breakup' . "I didn't even know if I was going to be able to sit the exam." She said

looking down at the ground.

"Well, I didn't do so well." She looked into my eyes with a bit of shock.

"Natalie, the last thing I wanted to do was hurt you. I shouldn't have gotten that drunk."

She placed her hand on top of mine and looked into my eyes searchingly.

"I got drunk too Harry! Don't blame this all on yourself."

"I know but it wasn't right. You didn't bring someone home." I trailed off.

She looked at me and laughed. I gave her a puzzled smile.

"What's so funny Nat?"

"You just make me laugh. We're having an argument about when we were drunk. Harry, let's move on

about this whole situation."

"Yes but.." She crashed her lips against mine before I could speak anymore. How I longed for those lips.

She whispered.

"Just shut up Styles." She smiled and I laughed at her comment and continued to kiss her. After we

finished our heated kiss. We brought it home.

+ + + +

I woke up to see my beautiful Natalie. She looked so peaceful with the sheet swallowing her up. I was so

lucky to have her back again. I don't deserve a second chance, but I'm going to prove to her that she was

right to give me another one.

Nat's P.O.V

Last night was amazing. I missed Harry's touch and now I didn't feel so empty. So I guess that this means

we were back together and everything would be alright.

* 2 Months Later *

We were so wrong.

Notes

Hey guys. Sorry for the wait! Please stick with me because next chapter is going to be really big! Please comment what you think xx