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Falling Hard

We're going home

I look around the apartment, jumping when my door closes with a click. I can't even process what I see in front of me. It looks like a tornado has run through the room. My kitchen chairs lay broken one at my feet and the other by the kitchen counter. My couch is sliced and the contents dragged out, spread across the room, some liquid splashed over it. My TV lay broken on the floor. The fridge stands open, everything in it lays all over the room. Every plate, glass and cup has been thrown and broken against the walls and floors. My books from the bookshelf is torn apart and tossed all over the room.

I inhale quick, what is this? The words Whore is spray painted on the wall over the kitchen counter and Fucking slut where my TV use to be. I walk over to my bedroom door and freeze when I see a dead rat nailed to it. Eww! I push the door open, trying not to get in contact with the rat. I feel like crying when the door glides open. My bed has been sliced, the mattress burned and torn, every pillow stabbed and all the feathers pulled out. I see a pile of cloths on the floor, I take a deep breath and open my closet to find it empty. I pick up a cardigan from the floor to find one arm cut off and holes been cut through it. Oh my god! What is happening? Every clothes on the floor has been cut and sliced, even my socks. The photo frames has been broken and the pictures torn in two. I can't breath. Why would anyone do this? They haven't even taken anything, I see the few necklaces that I own, lay scattered across the room. I then see the words written across the wall over the bed, in deep red. Break up with Harry, or next time YOU will be the rat. I felt the tears run down my cheek. This was his so called fans? They did this? Just to get me to break up with him? It was a fucking joke.

I took out my phone and took a few pictures of it all, both the bedroom and the bigger room. I sent them to Harry.

To Harry
Lovely welcome home greeting. Thank your fans for me.

I put the phone in my pocket and stumbles as I walk across the floor in the living room. I fell down, thankfully not hurting my hands or knees on the glass and crushed plates. I see something familiar amongst all the broken things on the floor. I pick up a peace of the green vase that at one time was my grandmother's. I had gotten it from her just before she died, it was one of her favorites and the only thing that I had brought with me to England. I felt myself panic. The tears had turned into full blown sobbing and I had trouble breathing. I ignore my phone when it buzzes.

How could someone do this to another person? Didn't they realize that this was my home? They invaded my privacy. How can you want to hurt someone this much? My whole body hurt, I can't believe someone could do this. This was everything that I owned, I had nothing left. Was this the life that I had to live now? Was this the life of Harry Styles girlfriend? Was it really worth it?




I was killing at this game, I would totally win this round. We were on the bus to another city in Ireland and the lads and I were having a video game challenge. We often had those, it was a good way to kill a couple of hours on the bus. Zayn was the one who was closest to my points but I think that I would take it this time. Awesome!

We had left the girls a few hours ago and packed up to leave soon after. It was so hard to say goodbye, I can't believe how the other guys has done it for years. To kiss her the last time and know that I wouldn't get to taste those lips again in too many weeks was destroying. I missed her already. I was lucky to have the guys here to distract me.

My phone buzzed and thankfully it was Louis and Niall who was playing right now. I was waiting to hear from Sofia, to know if she had come home alright. I knew they had landed because Eleanor had texted Lou. I looked at my phone seeing that she had sent pictures, I opened the first one and felt like I got hit in the face with a brick. I switched to the next one and stopped breathing. I looked through them all. I felt a shock go through me, what was this? Her words Lovely welcome home greeting. Thank your fans for me was heartbreaking. Was this really something our fans had done? I looked at the words above her bed, well someone knowing about me at least. I felt like crying or hitting something.

“Everything alright man?” Zayn asked seeing the blood from my face had disappeared. I just shook my head, not able to talk. I was in total shock. I showed him the pictures and he looked up at me with disgust. “Are you kidding? Is this from now?” He asked sounding horrified.

“What's going on?” Liam asked and Zayn gave him the phone.

“Someone trashed Sofia's apartment.” He told them, I still couldn't breathe properly. I had my hands in my hair, trying to figure out what to do.

“What?” Lou sounded shocked. He stretched over Liam's shoulder and got big eyes when he saw the pictures.

I took back my phone and tried to call Sofia, but she didn't answer. I saw Liam pick up his phone and dialed a number, putting his phone to his ear.

“Hey, we have a problem. Sofia's place has been destroyed by a fan or something...” I tuned him out and tried to call Sofia again, still no answer. What was she doing? I got into my phonebook and clicked call on another number.

“Hey Harry.” She answered happily.

“Hi. I need your help.” I breathed. “Sofia's apartment has been trashed and I can't reach her.” I said, starting to panic.

“Oh god! I'm on my way. Call you when I get there.” Eleanor said hanging up. Thank god that I had her there. I didn't really know what to do, I sat here totally hopeless. I couldn't do anything, I was stuck in this fucking bus. I wanted to be home, to be there with her right now. I wanted to punch something so bad that my knuckles hurt. My leg was vibrating by the stress in my body and I stood up and walked to the back of the bus and then to the front again.

“Hey, we will fix this.” Lou said, not convincing me at all.

“Paul will meet us at the next town we're stopping at. We'll find out what to do then.” Liam said as he hung up the phone. I couldn't take in what they were saying, all I could thing about was Sofia. Why wasn't she answering? I called her over and over again, but no answer.

It took at least another fifteen minutes before my phone buzzed. I threw myself on it.

From El
I've got her, I call you soon.

To El
I need to talk to her!

From El
She's not really capable to talk right now.

My heart was breaking, did I do this to her? Was it really our fans that could have done this? Do they think that they can hurt our families and we'll be okey with it? I felt so much rage right now that I could pass out. I hated myself and what we were right now.

To El
Tell her I love her.

I walked out to sit with the guys, sitting in the chair next to Lou.

“Did you get a hold on her?” He asked.

“El has her, but she didn't want to talk.” I say low, looking out the window. I could feel the other guys looking at me, but I ignored them. All I could think about was those words written on her wall and that rat on her door.

We stopped at a gas station and Paul walked into the bus, sitting down on a chair overlooking us all.

“Show me the pictures.” He said and I gave him my phone. He shook his head with disappointment as he gave it back. “This is a new low.” He said, looking like he was thinking about something. “What do you want to do?” He looked at me but Niall interrupted.

“We're going home.” He said with an authority that I've never heard from him before.

“Home?” Paul asked shocked, looking at Niall.

“Yeah. They can not hurt our families and think that's okey. We need to go home and fix what they have destroyed. We can come back to Dublin to do the shows later.” He said and we all looked at him. We had never canceled a show before. Paul looked shocked. Was this really happening?

“Is that what everyone wants?” He ask looking at all of us, the other guys agreeing without hesitation. I felt so overwhelmed with the love from the guys. That they would do this for me was amazing. I knew they were the best, but this was taking the price.

“Alright!” He took up his phone, calling the others on our team. There was a lot to do canceling a show and it would be all over the news tomorrow, but I didn't care. All I wanted now was to be home, to see her, to know that she was okey.

We got the plane from Dublin and landed in Manchester at eleven. Lou had talked to Eleanor, but I didn't know if Sofia new that we were coming. I ran out of the car as we pulled up to our apartment building. Lou was with me as we got into his and Eleanor's apartment and it was a little after midnight. Eleanor was there when we came in. I searched the room for Sofia but she wasn't there. I looked at Eleanor, asking without words.

“She's in the bedroom, I can't get her to stop crying.” She said, walking over to Lou. I didn't hesitate to go into their bedroom, finding Sofia rolled up like a ball on the bed, crying into the pillow. I crawled up behind her, wrapping my arms around her. She stopped breathing by the surprise, but began to cry even harder when she realized that I was there. I turned her around and held her close to my chest, stroking her back. Feeling awful about me causing her this much pain. It was my fault.

“It's okey, love.” I whispered over and over in her ear. It was heartbreaking to see her like this, I wanted to comfort her but didn't know what to do. When her sobs finally slowed down, she looked up at me.

“What are you doing here?” She asked in a hoarse voice.

“My love needed me.” I said, kissing her forehead. She sniffled and cuddled into my chest. “You want to go to my place?” I asked careful and she nodded but didn't move. I decided to pick her up, she felt so weak. She leaned her head on my shoulder as I carried her out into the living room. I saw Lou and Eleanor on the couch. I just nodded at them and got a small worried smile from Eleanor before I went out the door that Lou held open for me. I kissed her head as we rode the elevator, I opened the door to my apartment without problem and went straight to my bed and layed her down. I helped her off with her shoes and the cardigan she had on, then I got my shoes and jeans of before I got down in bed with her. I pulled her close and brought the cover over us, hugging her tight. It didn't take her long to fall asleep, I think she was exhausted by all the crying. I on the other hand could't sleep, my mind was going crazy. I was so mad that someone could hurt my girl like this.



I woke up to find the bed empty. I panicked a little before I heard voices from the other room. I got up and put some pants on before I walked out to find Sofia sitting on the couch with Niall.

“Hey?” I said as I walked over and sat down beside Sofia, giving her a kiss on the forehead.

“Hi.” She said, giving me a sweet smile, taking my hand and squeezing it. Her eyes was a little puffy from all the crying and she looked worn out.

“Hey man, didn't want to interrupted, but I wanted to check up on Sofia.” Niall said, smiling at her.

“I didn't want to wake you.” She said looking at me.

“No it's fine. I don't think I have anything to offer you tough, I emptied the kitchen before we left.” I say, knowing the fridge was empty. “We should get something for breakfast.”

“Eleanor's fixing that.” Sofia said smiling at me. Oh really? “I guess she wants to check up on me.” She say a little embarrassed. I stroke my hand on her back, glad that she seemed to be in a better mood. “I still can't believe that you guys are here. What about your shows?” She ask looking worried. Of course she would only think of us, not herself.

“We'll do them later.” I said. She looked even more ashamed then.

“You didn't need to do that.” She said low, blushing a little.

“Of course we had to. You're family, we take care of our families.” Niall said, matter of fact. I smiled at him, remembering what the guys had done for us. But Sofia still looked like she didn't like the idea of us doing something for her.




Sofia's P.O.V.

“Knock knock!” Eleanor shouted as she opened the door to Harry's apartment. She walked in with some bags and a smiling Louis behind her, he was carrying a couple of more bags and a tray of drinks. They put it all on the table before she came over and gave me a big hug. She took my head between her hands, looking into my eyes before she kissed my cheek and left to get out the food. I just smiled at her before Louie came over and hugged me close.

“Are you alright, love?” He asked as he let me go, giving me a kiss on the cheek too.

“Yeah, I was a little bit overwhelmed yesterday.” I confess, looking down at my hands, remembering the horrible night. It feels like a bad dream. A very bad dream.

“Understandable. I can't even imagine how it must feel.” Louie said as he walked over to help Eleanor out. We all help and sat down by the table to eat of the food they had brought.

“Did they take anything?” Niall asked, curious.

“No, I don't think so. I found a couple of my necklaces on the floor and they were probably the most valuable things I had. Thank god that I brought my computer with me to Dublin.” I said. Thinking about them getting my computer was horrifying. Harry took hold of my hand under the table.

“That's good. What are you going to do now?” He asked and I saw Harry's stare at him, probably trying to get him to shut up.

“I don't know. I had payed rent on that apartment for a couple of months, but now I will probably have to pay a lot of money fixing it up. It wasn't my furnitures either.” I say thoughtful, I hadn't really thought about it. I didn't own much in that apartment and now I would have to replace it all. That was a lot of money. I didn't have that kind of money, I didn't earn that much working halftime as an assistant. “My mom will freak.” I say, more to myself then to the others. I feel Harry squeeze my hand, I look up at him with an sad expression. My parents would surely insist on me coming back home. My mom was worried as it was and now this, it would put an end to it all.

“We'll figure something out.” Eleanor interrupted the quietness that layed over us.

“When are you guys going back?” I asked trying to change the subject, I was getting a little depressed thinking about my apartment.

“I don't know.” Niall said, looking at the other guys.

“We were going to Germany on friday I think. I guess that's still on?” Louis said, looking confused. The others just shrugged, not really knowing what was happening. I hated myself for causing this with their tour. I didn't want to be the reason even more fans would get upset, what would they trash next that was mine? I sighed. Harry's phone buzzed then and he took it up, I looked over at it seeing that it was a news story. He tried to put it down but I took it from his hand, reading the story.

One Direction cancel show in Ireland
The guys of one direction has cancelled the show for today and tomorrow in Cork Ireland. The reason being a family matter, but the guys is pushing the shows for a later date. Say their publicist to us early this morning.
Another source tells that the family matter is the act that's been taken on Harry's girlfriend. The source say that someone has trashed her whole apartment and that it was some of the guys fans that has done it. They have broken everything in there, even nailing a rat against the wall. The guys aren't happy about the incident and horrified that someone could do this to one of their own. We have to wait and see what's happening next...

I stop reading. Now I'm going to get even more shit for getting their tour canceled. I put his phone down but don't look at him even if I can feel his eyes on me.



Notes

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Comments

Did you make a sequel for this?

Louis_bae Louis_bae
6/30/16

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SonyaDr SonyaDr
4/25/16

Hej hej igen!
har läst om din historia flera gånger! Men det skulle vara kul om du skrev en uppdaterad "falling hard 2015" eller 2016! Lite mer uppdaterad så du behåller all text men ändrar allting så den är nyare om du förstår! Skulle vara sjukt kul om du orkade/gjorde det! Typ att du beskriver Harry från 2015n Den är fortfarande sjukt populär! Ha det bra :)

I'm addicted to this story!!!!! <3

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1/2/16