HALF A HEART
Chapter 20
Annie’s POV
I woke up with an agonizing headache. I could feel my blood pulsing though my forehead like daggers. I sat up and pressed the palm of my hand to my forehead, trying to release the pain. I glanced around the room and saw a glass of water and Advil on my bedside table. I let go of my forehead and looked down to see what I was wearing: my dress from the party last night…
“Fuck…” I whipped my covers off of me and rested my feet on the carpet. I took two Advil out of the bottle and popped them into my mouth. I chased them with water and through my head back to swallow them.
I stood up slowly attempting to not let my headache get any worse and walked over to my dresser to grab some more comfortable clothes. I opened my drawer and flinched when I saw Harry’s Jack Wills sweater in a crumpled mess in my drawer. I took the wad of fabric out and chucked it across my room trying desperately to ignore the scent of his cologne that lingered in the air.
Peeling my dress off, I put on sweatpants and a sweater and then put my hair in a messy bun. I turned around and walked down my stairs slowly. Yeah I wasn’t going to school today…
“How’s my baby doing?” My mom greeted me with a loving hug.
“Shitty.” I answered honestly.
“Well I didn’t know what you would want for breakfast but I got some doughnuts, some things to make an omelet, or I can make cinnamon rolls. Maybe some pancakes?”
“No!” She looked at me weirdly, “Anything but pancakes…”
She nodded understanding why I didn’t want pancakes. “Cinnamon rolls it is then!” She yelled enthusiastically.
“Thanks mama.”
I sat down at one of the island chairs and fished my phone out of my sweatpants pocket when I felt it vibrate.
From El: I’m really sorry about last night…
To El: Don’t be. I was the one that decided to get wasted.
From El: I still feel bad. But how are you doing?
To El: My head feels like it’s splitting in half…
From El: MINE TOO. It’s a good thing that you stayed home today though. Harry did too. I haven’t seen him anywhere and Lou doesn’t even know where he is but I guess I’d figure at home.
To El: I’m so confused on how I should feel…
From El: Baby you have EVERY right to be pissed as FUCK at him. It’s one thing to make out with another girl, it’s another thing to make out with your ex…
To El: But…he was so good to me…he wrote me a song El and waited an entire month to let me decide when we’d start dating…What guy does that if he actually still has feelings for Celine?
I let the aroma of cinnamon and melted frosting waft into my nose and I took a deep breath. I missed these pastries. My mom hadn’t made them in forever. I looked back at my phone…
From El: He was really hurt by her Annie. I’m sure he still has some sort of feeling for her whether they’re good or bad. Hey I don’t mean to change the subject but uh how did you get home last night?
I felt myself flinch… To El: I thought you…took me home?
From El: No I didn’t… and Perrie and Dani left with me…
I put my phone down on the table as my mom placed a couple cinnamon rolls in front of me.
“Mom, how did I get home last night?”
She stiffened and looked at me, “Harry brought you home…”
“HOW! I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER SEEING HIM!!” Rage overcame me.
“I don’t know babe but last night I heard footsteps and thought it was you coming home, and then I turned on a light and Harry was carrying you bridal style and you were asleep on his shoulder.” I put my head in my hand as she relayed the information to me.
“Did you leave the Advil on my bedside table?” I asked, and she shook her head no.
“I’m sorry Annie. I couldn’t say no to him. There’s no way I could’ve carried you upstairs anyway.”
“Mom what do I do?” I felt tears prick my eyes.
“Give it time honey. He loves you I know he does but that doesn’t excuse his actions. See if he’s still persistent on getting you back in a few weeks or a month and if he is…then he does really care about you.”
I nodded and grabbed my phone as I shoved a bite of my mom’s cinnamon rolls into my mouth.
To El: Harry brought me home…
From El: He WHAT?! ANNIE
To El: Hey I don’t even remember it so.
And I left the conversation at that but I glanced back at my phone when I felt it vibrate again.
From Harry: Annie, please can I talk to you.
To Harry: No.
And I shut my phone off.
“I’m gonna go for a walk mom. I need to think.”
TWO WEEKS LATER
Annie’s POV
I woke up shaking and sweating. I glanced at the clock and it said it was 3:57AM. I wiped the back of my hand across my forehead. I didn’t even know why I was in this state, but I’ve woken up like this the past four days. I reached over to my bedside table and grabbed my cell phone. I tapped on my text messages and out of habit I scrolled to Harry’s name and clicked it, ready to text him about my horrid slumber and have him calm my racing heart.
I threw my phone across my bed when I realized what I had almost done. I hadn’t spoken to him in weeks and I missed him more than words can describe; I missed his arms embracing me in a hug and his fingers twirling through my hair as his cherry flavored lips tickled mine.
I felt tears prick my eyes as I whipped my covers off and got out of bed. I walked over to Harry’s Jack Wills sweater lying in a crumpled mess on the floor. I picked it up and for the first time I welcomed it. I walked back over to my bed and laid back down, hugging the purple cotton fabric to my chest and burying my face in it. I let Harry’s scent flood my nose for the first time in weeks and the weirdest mix of sadness and relief came over me. Tears streamed out of my eyes as I felt my heart slow to a steady pace again. I need him…and I hated myself for admitting it to myself…
I walked into the school and kicked the snow off my boots as I walked. I walked up to my locker and grabbed my textbooks.
“Annie!”
“Dani!” I squealed and gave her a hug.
“How are you doing?”
“As good as I’ll ever be.” I shrugged.
“Well you better come over to my house tonight! Eleanor, Perrie, and I are giving each other manicures!”
“You know it! I’ll be there!” I said as enthusiastically as I could attempting to hide the pain that still lingered in my heart.
I turned around and nodded in her direction as I started walking, not looking where I was going. I turned at the last second and was overcome in a brown coat, a much too familiar scent filling my nose.
“Oh I’m so—Annie!” Harry said surprised.
I looked into his emerald eyes and I felt my heart flutter and I was immediately overcome with pain. I didn’t smile or anything, I just stepped around him and kept walking, hugging my books to my chest. I could feel his emerald gaze burning into me as I walked away. I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath as I tried to release the knot that was growing in my throat.
“Annie, are you okay?” Eleanor greeted me as I got to my first period.
I shook my head as I wiped a tear from my eye. “El, I don’t know what to do.”
“About what?”
“Harry…”
“Tell me what’s going on.” She said. That’s what I liked about Eleanor. There was no pity or sympathy speech.
“I miss him. I can’t do this anymore. I woke up last night freaking out, and I slept with his sweater last night.”
“Annie…”
“I don’t know what it is…I just can’t stop missing him and I don’t know what to do.”
“Honey just give it time. See how he acts around you. If he doesn’t keep showing interest than he’s not interested anymore.” She said. That’s another thing about El…She skips the bull shit and gets right into it.
I nodded and settled into my desk as the teacher began to talk.
I woke up with an agonizing headache. I could feel my blood pulsing though my forehead like daggers. I sat up and pressed the palm of my hand to my forehead, trying to release the pain. I glanced around the room and saw a glass of water and Advil on my bedside table. I let go of my forehead and looked down to see what I was wearing: my dress from the party last night…
“Fuck…” I whipped my covers off of me and rested my feet on the carpet. I took two Advil out of the bottle and popped them into my mouth. I chased them with water and through my head back to swallow them.
I stood up slowly attempting to not let my headache get any worse and walked over to my dresser to grab some more comfortable clothes. I opened my drawer and flinched when I saw Harry’s Jack Wills sweater in a crumpled mess in my drawer. I took the wad of fabric out and chucked it across my room trying desperately to ignore the scent of his cologne that lingered in the air.
Peeling my dress off, I put on sweatpants and a sweater and then put my hair in a messy bun. I turned around and walked down my stairs slowly. Yeah I wasn’t going to school today…
“How’s my baby doing?” My mom greeted me with a loving hug.
“Shitty.” I answered honestly.
“Well I didn’t know what you would want for breakfast but I got some doughnuts, some things to make an omelet, or I can make cinnamon rolls. Maybe some pancakes?”
“No!” She looked at me weirdly, “Anything but pancakes…”
She nodded understanding why I didn’t want pancakes. “Cinnamon rolls it is then!” She yelled enthusiastically.
“Thanks mama.”
I sat down at one of the island chairs and fished my phone out of my sweatpants pocket when I felt it vibrate.
From El: I’m really sorry about last night…
To El: Don’t be. I was the one that decided to get wasted.
From El: I still feel bad. But how are you doing?
To El: My head feels like it’s splitting in half…
From El: MINE TOO. It’s a good thing that you stayed home today though. Harry did too. I haven’t seen him anywhere and Lou doesn’t even know where he is but I guess I’d figure at home.
To El: I’m so confused on how I should feel…
From El: Baby you have EVERY right to be pissed as FUCK at him. It’s one thing to make out with another girl, it’s another thing to make out with your ex…
To El: But…he was so good to me…he wrote me a song El and waited an entire month to let me decide when we’d start dating…What guy does that if he actually still has feelings for Celine?
I let the aroma of cinnamon and melted frosting waft into my nose and I took a deep breath. I missed these pastries. My mom hadn’t made them in forever. I looked back at my phone…
From El: He was really hurt by her Annie. I’m sure he still has some sort of feeling for her whether they’re good or bad. Hey I don’t mean to change the subject but uh how did you get home last night?
I felt myself flinch… To El: I thought you…took me home?
From El: No I didn’t… and Perrie and Dani left with me…
I put my phone down on the table as my mom placed a couple cinnamon rolls in front of me.
“Mom, how did I get home last night?”
She stiffened and looked at me, “Harry brought you home…”
“HOW! I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER SEEING HIM!!” Rage overcame me.
“I don’t know babe but last night I heard footsteps and thought it was you coming home, and then I turned on a light and Harry was carrying you bridal style and you were asleep on his shoulder.” I put my head in my hand as she relayed the information to me.
“Did you leave the Advil on my bedside table?” I asked, and she shook her head no.
“I’m sorry Annie. I couldn’t say no to him. There’s no way I could’ve carried you upstairs anyway.”
“Mom what do I do?” I felt tears prick my eyes.
“Give it time honey. He loves you I know he does but that doesn’t excuse his actions. See if he’s still persistent on getting you back in a few weeks or a month and if he is…then he does really care about you.”
I nodded and grabbed my phone as I shoved a bite of my mom’s cinnamon rolls into my mouth.
To El: Harry brought me home…
From El: He WHAT?! ANNIE
To El: Hey I don’t even remember it so.
And I left the conversation at that but I glanced back at my phone when I felt it vibrate again.
From Harry: Annie, please can I talk to you.
To Harry: No.
And I shut my phone off.
“I’m gonna go for a walk mom. I need to think.”
TWO WEEKS LATER
Annie’s POV
I woke up shaking and sweating. I glanced at the clock and it said it was 3:57AM. I wiped the back of my hand across my forehead. I didn’t even know why I was in this state, but I’ve woken up like this the past four days. I reached over to my bedside table and grabbed my cell phone. I tapped on my text messages and out of habit I scrolled to Harry’s name and clicked it, ready to text him about my horrid slumber and have him calm my racing heart.
I threw my phone across my bed when I realized what I had almost done. I hadn’t spoken to him in weeks and I missed him more than words can describe; I missed his arms embracing me in a hug and his fingers twirling through my hair as his cherry flavored lips tickled mine.
I felt tears prick my eyes as I whipped my covers off and got out of bed. I walked over to Harry’s Jack Wills sweater lying in a crumpled mess on the floor. I picked it up and for the first time I welcomed it. I walked back over to my bed and laid back down, hugging the purple cotton fabric to my chest and burying my face in it. I let Harry’s scent flood my nose for the first time in weeks and the weirdest mix of sadness and relief came over me. Tears streamed out of my eyes as I felt my heart slow to a steady pace again. I need him…and I hated myself for admitting it to myself…
I walked into the school and kicked the snow off my boots as I walked. I walked up to my locker and grabbed my textbooks.
“Annie!”
“Dani!” I squealed and gave her a hug.
“How are you doing?”
“As good as I’ll ever be.” I shrugged.
“Well you better come over to my house tonight! Eleanor, Perrie, and I are giving each other manicures!”
“You know it! I’ll be there!” I said as enthusiastically as I could attempting to hide the pain that still lingered in my heart.
I turned around and nodded in her direction as I started walking, not looking where I was going. I turned at the last second and was overcome in a brown coat, a much too familiar scent filling my nose.
“Oh I’m so—Annie!” Harry said surprised.
I looked into his emerald eyes and I felt my heart flutter and I was immediately overcome with pain. I didn’t smile or anything, I just stepped around him and kept walking, hugging my books to my chest. I could feel his emerald gaze burning into me as I walked away. I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath as I tried to release the knot that was growing in my throat.
“Annie, are you okay?” Eleanor greeted me as I got to my first period.
I shook my head as I wiped a tear from my eye. “El, I don’t know what to do.”
“About what?”
“Harry…”
“Tell me what’s going on.” She said. That’s what I liked about Eleanor. There was no pity or sympathy speech.
“I miss him. I can’t do this anymore. I woke up last night freaking out, and I slept with his sweater last night.”
“Annie…”
“I don’t know what it is…I just can’t stop missing him and I don’t know what to do.”
“Honey just give it time. See how he acts around you. If he doesn’t keep showing interest than he’s not interested anymore.” She said. That’s another thing about El…She skips the bull shit and gets right into it.
I nodded and settled into my desk as the teacher began to talk.
Notes
Hey lovelies! I know I said I would update at 50 votes BUT I checked out the popular section this morning and my mouth literally turned into an "oh" when i saw HALF A HEART IS ON THE 4TH PAGE OF THE POPULAR SECTIONNNN!!!! 4TH PAGEEEE THAT'S INSANEEEEEEE!!!!!! THANK YOU SOOO SOOOO SOOOOO SOOOO MUUUUCHHHHH!!!! So I thought we'd celebrate with a new chapter <3
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11/9/16