You Make it Real {A Harry Styles Fan Fiction}
Chapter 40
PIPER'S P.O.V.
I sat in the airport for a while, trying to make sense of everything that had happened that weekend, so by the time I got home, it was lunch time and both of my classes were over. I opened the door to the dorm and dropped my purse on the ground, walking over to the couch and collapsing onto it. Cory’s door was open so he must have been awake and I knew Riley would be home any minute. I wanted to be alone, but I knew that I shouldn’t. I’d just push myself into depression and over think everything.
“Hey, Pip. Harry’s gone?”
Cory walked out of his room with a cup of coffee in his hand. I nodded, not wanting to cry again, but hearing his name made that next to impossible. It wasn’t a hard cry, just remnants of tears left over from the airport. I missed him already; he was the only thing holding me together in this mess. Cory sat down and placed his mug on the coffee table so that he could pull me into a hug. I laid on his chest and sniffled, trying to stop.
“Piper, it’s going to be okay. Especially when the tour is over; you guys will see each other all the time!”
“Will we? Cory, he lives in England. In a different country! After tour, I’ll probably see him less!”
“Nah, I’m sure you guys will work something out. He loves you, Piper, and if that’s coming from me, you know it’s true.”
I grinned at him but his soothing words weren’t that much of a comfort. Harry and I hadn’t really talked about what would happen after their tour; maybe we should. I wished he could stay with me, but I could never ask him to do that! He had a family in England; a daughter. He could never leave her for any longer than he had to, and I could never ask him to. I was actually nervous to meet Andrea even though she was a toddler. She was his child; what if she didn’t like me? It didn’t matter; I had two months to think about that still.
“Have you heard anything about…”
He obviously didn’t want to say his name so I finished his thought.
“James?”
He nodded grimly.
“Well, he’s awake and he knows Harry beat him, but he told the cops he didn’t remember. He wants me to drop the charges so he won’t out Harry and ruin his career.”
“WHAT?”
He stood up, outraged. I nodded calmly, still aggravated by James’ request.
“What fucking right does he have? You’re not dropping the charges are you?”
Right then, Riley walked in and dropped her things on a nearby chair before walking over.
“Drop the charges? What the hell is he talking about?”
I felt bombarded with questions, even though it was only one; the same one I hadn’t decided on just yet.
“I-I don’t know! Harry said he won’t let me. Ri, James wants me to drop the charges so he won’t out Harry.”
“What a prick! You can’t do it, Piper!”
“But, it will mess things up for not only Harry, but all of the guys… Including Liam.”
Her eyes downcast to the floor and then shot back up to me.
“It doesn’t matter. None of that is as important as your safety. Harry is willing to do whatever it
takes, so you should let him!”
“What if Harry ends up in legal trouble? All because of me. Then, what? You think that none of this
would put a damper on our relationship?”
“Harry loves you, Piper!”
“Yeah, I’ve heard. It doesn’t matter, feelings change. How could he not hold resentment towards
me if I was the reason his career was ruined?”
“Pip, think about yourself for a second. If James is free, what will he do next? He’s a sick person and you can save yourself and probably other girls from going through what you did! He’s dangerous!”
Cory was turning red and was angry at that point.
“Guys, I haven’t fucking decided yet, okay? I just need to think about it. And don’t go off to Harry and tell him, please.”
I stood up, grabbed my purse, and stormed to my room. I wasn’t angry at Riley and Cory; I just needed to think in silence and needed them to stop lecturing me. I reached into my purse and found my phone. I had a couple messages from Harry.
*FROM: Harry
I hope you got home alright, I’m getting wifi on the plane so we can text.*
The next was a picture of the empty seat next to him with a message saying he wished I was in it.
*TO: Harry
I’m home. Riley and Cory bombarded me, but I finally made it to my room. Miss you already.*
Within a few seconds, it showed that he was typing.
*FROM: Harry
They just care about you, like me.*
*TO: Harry
I know… I care about you to, which is why I don’t want you to lose everything.*
*FROM: Harry
There’s nothing to lose as long as I have you.*
A small smile formed, but I was soon interrupted by a knock on the front door. I walked over to my door and peeked through as Cory answered. I saw blonde hair before anything else and Cory looked confused.
“Hi, I’m Ashlee. Is Piper here?”
I opened the door all the way, revealing myself so that Cory would know I was okay with her
entering.
“Piper! Oh, it’s so good to see you!”
She walked over and hugged me tightly. We hadn’t seen each other in a while, but surely she knew about what happened.
“Yeah, you too. Come on in.”
We entered my room and she sat on the edge of my bed. I didn’t want to sound rude, but I really wanted to be alone.
“What are you doing here, Ash?”
“I just wanted to say hi.”
I could tell she was holding something back, so I just looked at her until she continued. She was blinking more than normal and pulling at her shirt. She was anxious; I knew that feeling well.
“How have you been, Piper?”
“I’ve been better; not the greatest week of my life. What about you?”
“Umm. Good. I’m seeing someone!”
“Good for you; I’d love to meet him sometime.”
She grinned politely as her eyes shifted uncomfortably around the room.
“Ashlee, what’s wrong? Why are you really here?”
She let out a loud sigh and tried to relax her body a little, leaning back on her hands.
“I saw James last night.”
“And?”
“Piper, just drop the charges.”
He told her? Why would he be comfortable enough to tell her about that? Did he lie and say he was innocent?
“Why should I?”
“You’re fine! It’s not like you’re the first person this has happened to.”
He told her he was guilty. Why would he do that? She seemed nervous with everything she said; not her usual confident self. i could tell she wasn’t trying to be hurtful, but it definitely came off that way. I walked over to her and sat down, putting my arm around her shoulder.
“Ashlee, did he do this to you, too?”
She sat in silence and stared at the ground, obviously trying to gather her thoughts before
speaking.
“Only the first time. When you don’t fight it, he won’t hurt you. I think it’s my fault he moved on to
you.”
She buried her face in her hands and began to sob. I rubbed her back and shushed her calmly.
“It’s not your fault, Ashlee!”
“Yes, it is! I started dating someone and stopped sleeping with him.”
“Ash, he’s sick. He needs help.”
“Just don’t press charges. This is all going to kill his mom.”
I was appalled that she could defend him like this when she lived through it, too. His demented mindset has even affected her. She seemed scared more than anything, though.
“I-I honestly haven’t decided what to do yet.”
“You know, he’s serious about Harry. He’ll do it. I tried to talk him out of it, but he’s really afraid of
being locked up.”
“Which he fucking deserves!”
“I… I know. I just don’t want our family to go through this. I know that’s selfish, but his mom is such a wonderful woman. She doesn’t deserve any of this and I know she blames herself because it all started with her first husband’s daughter.”
I couldn’t imagine how his mom must have felt. I honestly hadn’t thought of it until now. I automatically felt bad for the woman I had never met.
“Just let me think about it, okay? And don’t tell James you came here.”
“Don’t worry, that would be to my disadvantage too.”
She stood up and started to walk to the door.
“Ashlee, one more thing. Why didn’t you ever tell anyone?”
“He said he’d kill me. And I believed him.”
I waved weakly as she left my room. What was I supposed to do? Everything she had said only
made my decision harder. Cory was right, he would do it to other girls, whom I could possibly save. But, his poor mother. And Harry. I was more confused than I was before and honestly felt nauseous. Really nauseous. I ran to the bathroom and puked before returning to my room and taking a Xanax and falling asleep.
I sat in the airport for a while, trying to make sense of everything that had happened that weekend, so by the time I got home, it was lunch time and both of my classes were over. I opened the door to the dorm and dropped my purse on the ground, walking over to the couch and collapsing onto it. Cory’s door was open so he must have been awake and I knew Riley would be home any minute. I wanted to be alone, but I knew that I shouldn’t. I’d just push myself into depression and over think everything.
“Hey, Pip. Harry’s gone?”
Cory walked out of his room with a cup of coffee in his hand. I nodded, not wanting to cry again, but hearing his name made that next to impossible. It wasn’t a hard cry, just remnants of tears left over from the airport. I missed him already; he was the only thing holding me together in this mess. Cory sat down and placed his mug on the coffee table so that he could pull me into a hug. I laid on his chest and sniffled, trying to stop.
“Piper, it’s going to be okay. Especially when the tour is over; you guys will see each other all the time!”
“Will we? Cory, he lives in England. In a different country! After tour, I’ll probably see him less!”
“Nah, I’m sure you guys will work something out. He loves you, Piper, and if that’s coming from me, you know it’s true.”
I grinned at him but his soothing words weren’t that much of a comfort. Harry and I hadn’t really talked about what would happen after their tour; maybe we should. I wished he could stay with me, but I could never ask him to do that! He had a family in England; a daughter. He could never leave her for any longer than he had to, and I could never ask him to. I was actually nervous to meet Andrea even though she was a toddler. She was his child; what if she didn’t like me? It didn’t matter; I had two months to think about that still.
“Have you heard anything about…”
He obviously didn’t want to say his name so I finished his thought.
“James?”
He nodded grimly.
“Well, he’s awake and he knows Harry beat him, but he told the cops he didn’t remember. He wants me to drop the charges so he won’t out Harry and ruin his career.”
“WHAT?”
He stood up, outraged. I nodded calmly, still aggravated by James’ request.
“What fucking right does he have? You’re not dropping the charges are you?”
Right then, Riley walked in and dropped her things on a nearby chair before walking over.
“Drop the charges? What the hell is he talking about?”
I felt bombarded with questions, even though it was only one; the same one I hadn’t decided on just yet.
“I-I don’t know! Harry said he won’t let me. Ri, James wants me to drop the charges so he won’t out Harry.”
“What a prick! You can’t do it, Piper!”
“But, it will mess things up for not only Harry, but all of the guys… Including Liam.”
Her eyes downcast to the floor and then shot back up to me.
“It doesn’t matter. None of that is as important as your safety. Harry is willing to do whatever it
takes, so you should let him!”
“What if Harry ends up in legal trouble? All because of me. Then, what? You think that none of this
would put a damper on our relationship?”
“Harry loves you, Piper!”
“Yeah, I’ve heard. It doesn’t matter, feelings change. How could he not hold resentment towards
me if I was the reason his career was ruined?”
“Pip, think about yourself for a second. If James is free, what will he do next? He’s a sick person and you can save yourself and probably other girls from going through what you did! He’s dangerous!”
Cory was turning red and was angry at that point.
“Guys, I haven’t fucking decided yet, okay? I just need to think about it. And don’t go off to Harry and tell him, please.”
I stood up, grabbed my purse, and stormed to my room. I wasn’t angry at Riley and Cory; I just needed to think in silence and needed them to stop lecturing me. I reached into my purse and found my phone. I had a couple messages from Harry.
*FROM: Harry
I hope you got home alright, I’m getting wifi on the plane so we can text.*
The next was a picture of the empty seat next to him with a message saying he wished I was in it.
*TO: Harry
I’m home. Riley and Cory bombarded me, but I finally made it to my room. Miss you already.*
Within a few seconds, it showed that he was typing.
*FROM: Harry
They just care about you, like me.*
*TO: Harry
I know… I care about you to, which is why I don’t want you to lose everything.*
*FROM: Harry
There’s nothing to lose as long as I have you.*
A small smile formed, but I was soon interrupted by a knock on the front door. I walked over to my door and peeked through as Cory answered. I saw blonde hair before anything else and Cory looked confused.
“Hi, I’m Ashlee. Is Piper here?”
I opened the door all the way, revealing myself so that Cory would know I was okay with her
entering.
“Piper! Oh, it’s so good to see you!”
She walked over and hugged me tightly. We hadn’t seen each other in a while, but surely she knew about what happened.
“Yeah, you too. Come on in.”
We entered my room and she sat on the edge of my bed. I didn’t want to sound rude, but I really wanted to be alone.
“What are you doing here, Ash?”
“I just wanted to say hi.”
I could tell she was holding something back, so I just looked at her until she continued. She was blinking more than normal and pulling at her shirt. She was anxious; I knew that feeling well.
“How have you been, Piper?”
“I’ve been better; not the greatest week of my life. What about you?”
“Umm. Good. I’m seeing someone!”
“Good for you; I’d love to meet him sometime.”
She grinned politely as her eyes shifted uncomfortably around the room.
“Ashlee, what’s wrong? Why are you really here?”
She let out a loud sigh and tried to relax her body a little, leaning back on her hands.
“I saw James last night.”
“And?”
“Piper, just drop the charges.”
He told her? Why would he be comfortable enough to tell her about that? Did he lie and say he was innocent?
“Why should I?”
“You’re fine! It’s not like you’re the first person this has happened to.”
He told her he was guilty. Why would he do that? She seemed nervous with everything she said; not her usual confident self. i could tell she wasn’t trying to be hurtful, but it definitely came off that way. I walked over to her and sat down, putting my arm around her shoulder.
“Ashlee, did he do this to you, too?”
She sat in silence and stared at the ground, obviously trying to gather her thoughts before
speaking.
“Only the first time. When you don’t fight it, he won’t hurt you. I think it’s my fault he moved on to
you.”
She buried her face in her hands and began to sob. I rubbed her back and shushed her calmly.
“It’s not your fault, Ashlee!”
“Yes, it is! I started dating someone and stopped sleeping with him.”
“Ash, he’s sick. He needs help.”
“Just don’t press charges. This is all going to kill his mom.”
I was appalled that she could defend him like this when she lived through it, too. His demented mindset has even affected her. She seemed scared more than anything, though.
“I-I honestly haven’t decided what to do yet.”
“You know, he’s serious about Harry. He’ll do it. I tried to talk him out of it, but he’s really afraid of
being locked up.”
“Which he fucking deserves!”
“I… I know. I just don’t want our family to go through this. I know that’s selfish, but his mom is such a wonderful woman. She doesn’t deserve any of this and I know she blames herself because it all started with her first husband’s daughter.”
I couldn’t imagine how his mom must have felt. I honestly hadn’t thought of it until now. I automatically felt bad for the woman I had never met.
“Just let me think about it, okay? And don’t tell James you came here.”
“Don’t worry, that would be to my disadvantage too.”
She stood up and started to walk to the door.
“Ashlee, one more thing. Why didn’t you ever tell anyone?”
“He said he’d kill me. And I believed him.”
I waved weakly as she left my room. What was I supposed to do? Everything she had said only
made my decision harder. Cory was right, he would do it to other girls, whom I could possibly save. But, his poor mother. And Harry. I was more confused than I was before and honestly felt nauseous. Really nauseous. I ran to the bathroom and puked before returning to my room and taking a Xanax and falling asleep.
Notes
Please, comment <3 I know some of these chapters are kind of boring and I'm sorry... I just can't rush the plot too much..Were you shocked by Ashlee's confession and request? What should Piper do: go against Harry or press the charges and not concern herself with Harry's career or James' family? Would James' family really be upset with her?
Thank you so much for reading. Please give me feedback!!!! xx
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awwww thank you so much! where is this awards nomination? lol I didn't know about it, but thank you so much!!!! :) I'm gonna start the sequel now ;) should be up today or tomorrow!
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