HALF A HEART
Chapter 22
Harry’s POV
“Fuck it!” I yelled and stormed down my stairs.
“You okay Haz?” My sister asked.
“I don’t care if she gets annoyed and pissed off! I want her back and I’m gonna do anything I can to do just that. Damn it!” I yelled grabbing my coat and my keys.
Annie’s POV
It had been two days since Harry and I had spoken by the river. I was so angry with him when he told me that he thought I understood why he cheated on Celine. Of course I understood. Who wants someone telling them the kind of shit Celine told him? What pissed me off was the fact that he was trying to make it sound like the same thing had happened between us when we broke up; he had cheated for the same reasons. But I had never said any of those things to him so he shouldn’t have used his excuse for cheating last time for this time. I’m not like Celine…
My mom has been working a lot so I’ve had the house to myself but I like it this way. It gives me time to think about everything though I hated how MUCH I was thinking about this whole situation…After all…He’s a guy from school that I probably won’t even talk to when I’m in College. Relationships don’t usually last in after grade school…let’s be real here…GAAAH CONFUSION!!!
My attention was caught when I heard a knock on the front door. I got up from my comfortable position on the couch and went to answer the door. It better be fucking Eleanor or one of the girls because I’m in my pajamas and my hair looks like shit…
I opened the door to see some random guy holding a bouquet of white roses.
“Uh…” I said.
“Delivery for,” He glanced at the note attached to the roses, “Annie Richards.”
“Yeah that’s me…” Damn it Harry…
He handed me the flowers awkwardly and I took them from him and stared at him when he didn’t walk away.
“Yes?” I asked a little annoyed.
“Oh uh. Sorry…” He walked away. Weirdo…
I shut the door behind me and looked at the roses. I glanced at the note and saw that they were from Harry.
My Love,
You’re everything I strive to be, and everything I love about life.
~Hazza
Damn it Harry!!! Why must you be so wonderful! I hugged the flowers to my chest and smelled them, enjoying the small moment I was giving myself to feel happy. Then I walked into my kitchen and threw them in the trashcan. I refused to give in that easily…
Harry’s POV
I rested my head on my desk in my room trying desperately to think of something more meaningful than roses. She probably threw them out. I know her too well.
“Idiot!” I yelled as I shot my head up. I can’t believe I didn’t think about this before…
Annie’s POV
One week later…
I walked into the school dreading the day. I didn’t have any motivation anymore. I ignored Harry as he watched me walk past him in the hallway. I was tired of silence but I was tired of seeing him and being reminded of what happened. I can’t go back to him…That would make me look weak…
I walked into my first period and slumped down at my desk. Eleanor sat down slowly next to me and she stared at me.
“Yesss?” I asked returning her gaze.
“Sooo. I have to ask you something but you’re probably not going to want to do it but I have to ask and beg you to anyway.”
I laughed, “Stop rambling and just tell me silly.”
“Okay. Wellllll. The boys have a gig tonight—“
“El…”
“I know. Just please come Annie. Please.”
I hung my head, “Fine…”
“Oh thank God.” She said.
“I hope you realize that this is probably gonna kill me.”
“Just trust me.”
I rolled my eyes.
Harry’s POV
Later that day…
“Are you SURE you don’t want to sing the chorus the whole time Haz? Don’t you think it’ll mean more?” Zayn asked leaning against the wall in Liam’s garage AKA our rehearsal space.
“I’ll barely even be able to sing the one part where I actually do have the chorus. This is gonna be so hard for me to sing you guys. So thank you so much for helping me.” I replied.
“If you’re sure.” Niall said.
“Yes I’m sure.” I nodded and the rest of the guys shrugged in agreement.
“Alright let’s run it one more time and then head over to the coffee shop to get set up.” Liam said and Niall situated himself with his guitar again as we took our positions in front of the mics.
My stomach erupted with butterflies at the thought of how tonight might go…
Annie’s POV
My stomach exploded with butterflies as Eleanor pulled her car into the parking lot of the coffee shop where they boys would be performing tonight. Seeing Harry is enough to make my heart hurt but hearing his angelic voice is going to kill me.
We kicked the snow off of our boots when we walked in.
“I’m going to go help them.” Eleanor pointed to the boys setting up.
I nodded, “I’m going to get a table then.”
I found one easily and a slight twinge of annoyance ignited in my stomach when I realized that there weren’t very many people here. They deserve a bigger crowd than this…
I couldn’t help but stare at Harry as he attached countless wires to speakers and microphones. He occasionally flipped his hair back to get his curls out of his eyes and I couldn’t help but smile at the natural actions that I loved about him. I rested my elbow on the table and my chin on my hand as I continued observing his every move.
“Annie, you came!” Dani said next to me and I jumped, not knowing that she had been standing next to me.
“Yeah. I mean…I still support their music. I shouldn’t let the other guys suffer because Harry was an idiot.” I shrugged and they nodded.
Eleanor skipped over to us and took a seat between Perrie and I who must’ve come with Dani.
Liam tapped on the mic and began to speak, “Alright hey everyone! We’re One Direction. We’re only going to be performing one song tonight! It’s our newest one written by this cheeky lad right here!” Liam clapped his hand on Harry’s shoulder blade and I felt my breath catch when Harry’s emerald gaze fixed on me.
Harry leaned into the mic and I could tell that he was more nervous than usual. I could see sweat gathering on his upper lip and clump a few tiny strands of his hair. Then he spoke…
“I wrote this song about my friend and I…You know who you are…” He said not taking his eyes off me. Fuck he wrote a song for me…
Niall started playing his guitar and I immediately felt my heart skip a beat. This is going to be so difficult to listen to…Liam started singing, “So your friends been telling me you’ve been sleeping with my sweater and that you can’t stop missing me.” I felt tears rim my eyes as the lyrics retold exactly what had happened. I glanced at El who also had tears in her eyes. She must’ve told Louis who told Harry. I wasn’t mad…I felt special.
Liam continued, “Bet my friends been telling you I’m not doing much better because I’m missing half of me.” Tears flowed out of my eyes in steady streams as I remembered the day Louis came over to my house to tell me how bad of a shape Harry was in. Ugh he’s retelling the situation in a song and it is literally so beautiful and the most amazing thing anyone has ever done for me…
Zayn sung, “And being here without you is like I’m waking up to only half a blue sky, kind of there but not quite. I’m walking ‘round with just one shoe. I’m half a heart without you. I’m half a man at best with half an arrow in my chest. I miss everything we do. I’m half a heart without you.” I put my elbow on the table again and put my hand to my mouth as I tried to contain my sobs. My shoulders shook as a result and I tried desperately to hide it. I felt Eleanor put her hand on my shoulder and rub my shoulder blade in small circles. I can’t believe he wrote this for me…
Louis sang, “Forget all we said that night. No it doesn’t even matter because we both got split in two.” Zayn sang, “If you could spare an hour or so, we’ll go for lunch down by the river and we can really talk it through.” I put my face in my hands as I remembered the conversation Harry and I had next to the river after the lunch with our friends; I remembered the pain that hitched his voice and clouded his emerald eyes.
I whipped my face up as Harry began to sing, “And being here without you is like I’m waking up to,” His voice cracked a tiny bit as his eyes locked with mine, my vision blurred from my tears. I wiped them away quickly so I could look at him properly. He continued singing, “Only half a blue sky, kinda there but not quite,” His accent thicker than Zayn’s as he sung the chorus. Oh Harry…Harry… “I’m walking ‘round with just one shoe. I’m half a heart without you.” His eyes never left mine and I felt my tears stream down my face again and my hand go to my mouth as I tried to contain my sobs. He continued, “I’m half a man at best with half an arrow in my chest. I miss everything we do. I’m half a heart without you. I’m half a heart without you. I’m half a heart without you.” A couple tears escaped his eyes as he looked at me but he quickly used his shirtsleeve to wipe them away returning his gaze to mine. A tiny weak smile twitched at the corners of his mouth as another tear escaped his eye.
The song continued and Niall sang, “Though I try to get you out of my head, the truth is I got lost without you and since then I’ve been waking up to…” I returned my gaze back to Harry and was met with his searching emerald gaze.
Zayn sang the chorus again, “…Only half a blue sky, kinda there but not quite. I’m walking ‘round with just one shoe. I’m half a heart without you.” I couldn’t take this anymore. I felt like my heart and stomach was going to explode but I couldn’t leave.
Zayn continued, “I’m half a man at best with half an arrow in my chest. I miss everything we do. I’m half a heart without you. Without you, without you I’m half a heart without you. Without you, without you…” And Harry finished, “I’m half a heart without you.”
The coffee shop sounded in a pitiful applause not aware of how much that song affected me. My table erupted and I wiped the tears from under my eyes.
Harry nodded his head in recognition of writing the song. “Thank you,” He croaked. That was obviously hard for him to sing. “That song was called “Half a Heart.”” My heart skipped. Oh Harry…Harry…
The boys jumped off the stage and started unplugging wires and collecting their things.
Harry’s POV
“Thank you,” I croaked around the knot clogging my throat, “That song was called “Half a Heart.”” I took my gaze off of Annie as I stepped off my stool. I know that she was in an emotional mess as we were performing that song but I still don’t know if that was enough to prove to her how much I love her. I leaned down and picked up my water bottle as I sniffled, trying to control my runny nose.
“H-Harry?” A voice said. My heart skipped and I took a deep breath. Annie…Oh Annie…
I turned around sniffling again and wiping under my eyes so I could look into her beautiful ocean blue eyes properly. “Y-Yeah?” I cleared my throat.
She opened her mouth to speak but then she grabbed my wrist and started dragging me behind her. She led me behind the stage so that we were standing behind a wall that blocked our view of the rest of the shop. No one could see us. She turned to face me, tears rushing down her cheeks as she looked at her twiddling thumbs. I almost smiled at how precious she was but then the situation replayed in my head and tears rimmed my eyes again. Her rose and orange perfume wafted into my nose and I almost started crying even harder. I missed that smell so much.
“Harry I—“ She started looking into my eyes and just as quickly looked down again. “That was beautiful.” She said locking her gaze onto mine again. “I—I don’t know what to say.”
“I just wanted you to know how I feel,” My voice cracked, “Music is the best way I can portray that to you.”
She nodded as more tears streamed down her cheeks. She rested her hands on my chest and slid them upward until they were playing with the hood of my sweater.
“You know I love you don’t you?” I whispered not trying to hide the desperation in my voice.
She nodded looking down again as still more tears streamed out of her eyes. She kept nodding as I felt her hands begin to pull me closer to her and she tilted her head up to me as she stared into my eyes. She moved her hands to the back of my head and pulled me closer to her. It took every ounce of my effort to not embrace her and kiss her passionately. I didn’t want to make the wrong assumption.
All of a sudden she let out a deep sigh and released her hands from my shoulder. She walked around me without looking at me and I watched her exit the coffee shop. As she left I saw her wipe her eyes with the backs of her hands and then she was gone.
No…No…No what did I do wrong? No! Why didn’t she take me back? Why didn’t she forgive me? My hands flew to my hair and pushed it away from my forehead as my breaths became quicker. I fisted my curls and rested my back against the wall. I slid into a sitting position and curled myself into a ball. Tears escaped my eyes and I tried desperately to soften the sobs that were escaping my mouth. No! Annie! No!
My song didn’t work…
“Fuck it!” I yelled and stormed down my stairs.
“You okay Haz?” My sister asked.
“I don’t care if she gets annoyed and pissed off! I want her back and I’m gonna do anything I can to do just that. Damn it!” I yelled grabbing my coat and my keys.
Annie’s POV
It had been two days since Harry and I had spoken by the river. I was so angry with him when he told me that he thought I understood why he cheated on Celine. Of course I understood. Who wants someone telling them the kind of shit Celine told him? What pissed me off was the fact that he was trying to make it sound like the same thing had happened between us when we broke up; he had cheated for the same reasons. But I had never said any of those things to him so he shouldn’t have used his excuse for cheating last time for this time. I’m not like Celine…
My mom has been working a lot so I’ve had the house to myself but I like it this way. It gives me time to think about everything though I hated how MUCH I was thinking about this whole situation…After all…He’s a guy from school that I probably won’t even talk to when I’m in College. Relationships don’t usually last in after grade school…let’s be real here…GAAAH CONFUSION!!!
My attention was caught when I heard a knock on the front door. I got up from my comfortable position on the couch and went to answer the door. It better be fucking Eleanor or one of the girls because I’m in my pajamas and my hair looks like shit…
I opened the door to see some random guy holding a bouquet of white roses.
“Uh…” I said.
“Delivery for,” He glanced at the note attached to the roses, “Annie Richards.”
“Yeah that’s me…” Damn it Harry…
He handed me the flowers awkwardly and I took them from him and stared at him when he didn’t walk away.
“Yes?” I asked a little annoyed.
“Oh uh. Sorry…” He walked away. Weirdo…
I shut the door behind me and looked at the roses. I glanced at the note and saw that they were from Harry.
My Love,
You’re everything I strive to be, and everything I love about life.
~Hazza
Damn it Harry!!! Why must you be so wonderful! I hugged the flowers to my chest and smelled them, enjoying the small moment I was giving myself to feel happy. Then I walked into my kitchen and threw them in the trashcan. I refused to give in that easily…
Harry’s POV
I rested my head on my desk in my room trying desperately to think of something more meaningful than roses. She probably threw them out. I know her too well.
“Idiot!” I yelled as I shot my head up. I can’t believe I didn’t think about this before…
Annie’s POV
One week later…
I walked into the school dreading the day. I didn’t have any motivation anymore. I ignored Harry as he watched me walk past him in the hallway. I was tired of silence but I was tired of seeing him and being reminded of what happened. I can’t go back to him…That would make me look weak…
I walked into my first period and slumped down at my desk. Eleanor sat down slowly next to me and she stared at me.
“Yesss?” I asked returning her gaze.
“Sooo. I have to ask you something but you’re probably not going to want to do it but I have to ask and beg you to anyway.”
I laughed, “Stop rambling and just tell me silly.”
“Okay. Wellllll. The boys have a gig tonight—“
“El…”
“I know. Just please come Annie. Please.”
I hung my head, “Fine…”
“Oh thank God.” She said.
“I hope you realize that this is probably gonna kill me.”
“Just trust me.”
I rolled my eyes.
Harry’s POV
Later that day…
“Are you SURE you don’t want to sing the chorus the whole time Haz? Don’t you think it’ll mean more?” Zayn asked leaning against the wall in Liam’s garage AKA our rehearsal space.
“I’ll barely even be able to sing the one part where I actually do have the chorus. This is gonna be so hard for me to sing you guys. So thank you so much for helping me.” I replied.
“If you’re sure.” Niall said.
“Yes I’m sure.” I nodded and the rest of the guys shrugged in agreement.
“Alright let’s run it one more time and then head over to the coffee shop to get set up.” Liam said and Niall situated himself with his guitar again as we took our positions in front of the mics.
My stomach erupted with butterflies at the thought of how tonight might go…
Annie’s POV
My stomach exploded with butterflies as Eleanor pulled her car into the parking lot of the coffee shop where they boys would be performing tonight. Seeing Harry is enough to make my heart hurt but hearing his angelic voice is going to kill me.
We kicked the snow off of our boots when we walked in.
“I’m going to go help them.” Eleanor pointed to the boys setting up.
I nodded, “I’m going to get a table then.”
I found one easily and a slight twinge of annoyance ignited in my stomach when I realized that there weren’t very many people here. They deserve a bigger crowd than this…
I couldn’t help but stare at Harry as he attached countless wires to speakers and microphones. He occasionally flipped his hair back to get his curls out of his eyes and I couldn’t help but smile at the natural actions that I loved about him. I rested my elbow on the table and my chin on my hand as I continued observing his every move.
“Annie, you came!” Dani said next to me and I jumped, not knowing that she had been standing next to me.
“Yeah. I mean…I still support their music. I shouldn’t let the other guys suffer because Harry was an idiot.” I shrugged and they nodded.
Eleanor skipped over to us and took a seat between Perrie and I who must’ve come with Dani.
Liam tapped on the mic and began to speak, “Alright hey everyone! We’re One Direction. We’re only going to be performing one song tonight! It’s our newest one written by this cheeky lad right here!” Liam clapped his hand on Harry’s shoulder blade and I felt my breath catch when Harry’s emerald gaze fixed on me.
Harry leaned into the mic and I could tell that he was more nervous than usual. I could see sweat gathering on his upper lip and clump a few tiny strands of his hair. Then he spoke…
“I wrote this song about my friend and I…You know who you are…” He said not taking his eyes off me. Fuck he wrote a song for me…
Niall started playing his guitar and I immediately felt my heart skip a beat. This is going to be so difficult to listen to…Liam started singing, “So your friends been telling me you’ve been sleeping with my sweater and that you can’t stop missing me.” I felt tears rim my eyes as the lyrics retold exactly what had happened. I glanced at El who also had tears in her eyes. She must’ve told Louis who told Harry. I wasn’t mad…I felt special.
Liam continued, “Bet my friends been telling you I’m not doing much better because I’m missing half of me.” Tears flowed out of my eyes in steady streams as I remembered the day Louis came over to my house to tell me how bad of a shape Harry was in. Ugh he’s retelling the situation in a song and it is literally so beautiful and the most amazing thing anyone has ever done for me…
Zayn sung, “And being here without you is like I’m waking up to only half a blue sky, kind of there but not quite. I’m walking ‘round with just one shoe. I’m half a heart without you. I’m half a man at best with half an arrow in my chest. I miss everything we do. I’m half a heart without you.” I put my elbow on the table again and put my hand to my mouth as I tried to contain my sobs. My shoulders shook as a result and I tried desperately to hide it. I felt Eleanor put her hand on my shoulder and rub my shoulder blade in small circles. I can’t believe he wrote this for me…
Louis sang, “Forget all we said that night. No it doesn’t even matter because we both got split in two.” Zayn sang, “If you could spare an hour or so, we’ll go for lunch down by the river and we can really talk it through.” I put my face in my hands as I remembered the conversation Harry and I had next to the river after the lunch with our friends; I remembered the pain that hitched his voice and clouded his emerald eyes.
I whipped my face up as Harry began to sing, “And being here without you is like I’m waking up to,” His voice cracked a tiny bit as his eyes locked with mine, my vision blurred from my tears. I wiped them away quickly so I could look at him properly. He continued singing, “Only half a blue sky, kinda there but not quite,” His accent thicker than Zayn’s as he sung the chorus. Oh Harry…Harry… “I’m walking ‘round with just one shoe. I’m half a heart without you.” His eyes never left mine and I felt my tears stream down my face again and my hand go to my mouth as I tried to contain my sobs. He continued, “I’m half a man at best with half an arrow in my chest. I miss everything we do. I’m half a heart without you. I’m half a heart without you. I’m half a heart without you.” A couple tears escaped his eyes as he looked at me but he quickly used his shirtsleeve to wipe them away returning his gaze to mine. A tiny weak smile twitched at the corners of his mouth as another tear escaped his eye.
The song continued and Niall sang, “Though I try to get you out of my head, the truth is I got lost without you and since then I’ve been waking up to…” I returned my gaze back to Harry and was met with his searching emerald gaze.
Zayn sang the chorus again, “…Only half a blue sky, kinda there but not quite. I’m walking ‘round with just one shoe. I’m half a heart without you.” I couldn’t take this anymore. I felt like my heart and stomach was going to explode but I couldn’t leave.
Zayn continued, “I’m half a man at best with half an arrow in my chest. I miss everything we do. I’m half a heart without you. Without you, without you I’m half a heart without you. Without you, without you…” And Harry finished, “I’m half a heart without you.”
The coffee shop sounded in a pitiful applause not aware of how much that song affected me. My table erupted and I wiped the tears from under my eyes.
Harry nodded his head in recognition of writing the song. “Thank you,” He croaked. That was obviously hard for him to sing. “That song was called “Half a Heart.”” My heart skipped. Oh Harry…Harry…
The boys jumped off the stage and started unplugging wires and collecting their things.
Harry’s POV
“Thank you,” I croaked around the knot clogging my throat, “That song was called “Half a Heart.”” I took my gaze off of Annie as I stepped off my stool. I know that she was in an emotional mess as we were performing that song but I still don’t know if that was enough to prove to her how much I love her. I leaned down and picked up my water bottle as I sniffled, trying to control my runny nose.
“H-Harry?” A voice said. My heart skipped and I took a deep breath. Annie…Oh Annie…
I turned around sniffling again and wiping under my eyes so I could look into her beautiful ocean blue eyes properly. “Y-Yeah?” I cleared my throat.
She opened her mouth to speak but then she grabbed my wrist and started dragging me behind her. She led me behind the stage so that we were standing behind a wall that blocked our view of the rest of the shop. No one could see us. She turned to face me, tears rushing down her cheeks as she looked at her twiddling thumbs. I almost smiled at how precious she was but then the situation replayed in my head and tears rimmed my eyes again. Her rose and orange perfume wafted into my nose and I almost started crying even harder. I missed that smell so much.
“Harry I—“ She started looking into my eyes and just as quickly looked down again. “That was beautiful.” She said locking her gaze onto mine again. “I—I don’t know what to say.”
“I just wanted you to know how I feel,” My voice cracked, “Music is the best way I can portray that to you.”
She nodded as more tears streamed down her cheeks. She rested her hands on my chest and slid them upward until they were playing with the hood of my sweater.
“You know I love you don’t you?” I whispered not trying to hide the desperation in my voice.
She nodded looking down again as still more tears streamed out of her eyes. She kept nodding as I felt her hands begin to pull me closer to her and she tilted her head up to me as she stared into my eyes. She moved her hands to the back of my head and pulled me closer to her. It took every ounce of my effort to not embrace her and kiss her passionately. I didn’t want to make the wrong assumption.
All of a sudden she let out a deep sigh and released her hands from my shoulder. She walked around me without looking at me and I watched her exit the coffee shop. As she left I saw her wipe her eyes with the backs of her hands and then she was gone.
No…No…No what did I do wrong? No! Why didn’t she take me back? Why didn’t she forgive me? My hands flew to my hair and pushed it away from my forehead as my breaths became quicker. I fisted my curls and rested my back against the wall. I slid into a sitting position and curled myself into a ball. Tears escaped my eyes and I tried desperately to soften the sobs that were escaping my mouth. No! Annie! No!
My song didn’t work…
Notes
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