HALF A HEART
Chapter 23
Later that evening…
Annie’s POV
I paced around my room hurriedly, taking the entire length of my room in seconds. I can’t believe I just walked out of the coffee shop and didn’t take him back. Why Annie WHY? I’m not sure what else he could’ve done to prove that he still loves me. That SONG was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard in my life and it was for ME. He wrote that breathtaking song about ME.
I have to take him back this is ridiculous. I am an IDIOT. I glanced at my clock and it read, 11:27. Yeah I can call his cell. I’m sure he’ll still be up. Hell he might even be with the guys.
I jogged over to my purse and dug my phone out. I scrolled down to his name and clicked it. I sat down on my bed and listened as the phone rung on the other side.
“C’mon Harry…” I whispered. I sighed in frustration when I got his voicemail. I threw my phone across the room. “Damn it…” He couldn’t be mad could he? Of course he could I fucking walked out on him after he performed that incredible song for me where he basically spilled on his feelings…Yeah he could be pissed…
I dialed Eleanor’s number…
“Yeah?”
“El! What do I do? I fucked up!”
“Uh yeah you did Annie. Harry has been working on that song all week. Once you left he collapsed on the floor and he was sobbing. SOBBING.” She said.
I felt tears rim my eyes. “El, please don’t make me feel bad. I just couldn’t handle all of those emotions last night. It was killing me. Just tell me what I should do.”
“Talk to him.”
“I tried! He didn’t answer! Tell him to pick up his phone!”
“He’s not with us Annie! He left a few minutes after you did. I’ve never seen him so torn up before!”
“Well I called him and he didn’t answer.”
“Call him tomorrow. He’s probably sleeping. He’s really worn out from the past couple of weeks.”
“Okay I’ll do that. Thanks El.”
“You’re welcome honey. Sleep well.” She breathed and I heard the other line disconnect.
I chucked my phone across the room.
“Annie, are you okay?” My mom called from downstairs.
“No mom!”
I heard her footsteps approach and then she was standing in front of me. “What’s up?”
“Harry wrote me a song and I was stupid and didn’t take him back and then I tried to call him but he didn’t answer and now I don’t know what to do!”
“Well that’s you fault Annie.”
“I know!”
“Well stop being childish!” Her voice rose. “Go over to his house in the morning and talk to him face to face. Don’t call him that won’t mean anything. Now go to sleep. You need it.” She turned around and walked back out of my room.
I sighed and climbed into my bed and turned my light off. My mind was running a thousand miles a minute and it was starting to hurt. I rubbed my temples as I replayed the evening’s events. I prayed that Harry would take me back. I need him…
I woke up and threw my covers off of me. I had slept horribly; my mind would not shut up. I ran over to my closet and grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and a sweater. I just needed to see him. I needed to apologize to him for just walking out of the coffee shop without really saying anything. I needed to apologize for not taking him back. I just needed to apologize….
“Mom, I’m going to Harry’s!” I called.
“I’ve missed those words! Good luck honey!” She said.
“Thanks mom!”
I grabbed my winter coat and walked outside shutting the door behind me. I walked down my driveway and ignored the cold air that bit at my cheeks. My heart raced and my stomach exploded with butterflies in anticipation of talking to Harry. What if he doesn’t forgive me for walking out last night?
I stopped short when I heard my phone start ringing in my pocket. I knew that ringtone…I’d heard it two or three times a day for two months.
I frantically fished my phone out of my pocket and hit the answer button. “Harry?!”
“Annie…” I heard someone on the other line sobbing but it wasn’t Harry. It wasn’t even a man’s voice…But I knew exactly who it was…
“Gemma? Gemma, what’s wrong? I’m on your way to your house right now do you want to wait until I get there? And why are you on Harry’s phone?” I started walking faster.
“No don’t come to my house. I’m not there. And…” She started crying harder.
“Gemma, what’s the matter?”
“Annie…”
“Gemma, you’re scaring me…”
“Annie, Harry’s in a coma...”
I stopped again and this time my senses went out just like when I saw Harry with Celine but all of a sudden that felt like years ago, and it didn’t even matter anymore.
“W-What?” My voice cracked around the knot in my throat as tears streamed out of my eyes. This can’t be happening…
“I’ll come and get you and take you to the hospital.” She said quietly.
I nodded until I remembered that she was over the phone. “Uh-huh.”
I heard her click off and I dropped to the ground in a sobbing mess, ignoring the snow that soaked my pants. My sobs came out easily and I didn’t try to contain them. Harry was in a coma….and I had no idea why...
Annie’s POV
I paced around my room hurriedly, taking the entire length of my room in seconds. I can’t believe I just walked out of the coffee shop and didn’t take him back. Why Annie WHY? I’m not sure what else he could’ve done to prove that he still loves me. That SONG was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard in my life and it was for ME. He wrote that breathtaking song about ME.
I have to take him back this is ridiculous. I am an IDIOT. I glanced at my clock and it read, 11:27. Yeah I can call his cell. I’m sure he’ll still be up. Hell he might even be with the guys.
I jogged over to my purse and dug my phone out. I scrolled down to his name and clicked it. I sat down on my bed and listened as the phone rung on the other side.
“C’mon Harry…” I whispered. I sighed in frustration when I got his voicemail. I threw my phone across the room. “Damn it…” He couldn’t be mad could he? Of course he could I fucking walked out on him after he performed that incredible song for me where he basically spilled on his feelings…Yeah he could be pissed…
I dialed Eleanor’s number…
“Yeah?”
“El! What do I do? I fucked up!”
“Uh yeah you did Annie. Harry has been working on that song all week. Once you left he collapsed on the floor and he was sobbing. SOBBING.” She said.
I felt tears rim my eyes. “El, please don’t make me feel bad. I just couldn’t handle all of those emotions last night. It was killing me. Just tell me what I should do.”
“Talk to him.”
“I tried! He didn’t answer! Tell him to pick up his phone!”
“He’s not with us Annie! He left a few minutes after you did. I’ve never seen him so torn up before!”
“Well I called him and he didn’t answer.”
“Call him tomorrow. He’s probably sleeping. He’s really worn out from the past couple of weeks.”
“Okay I’ll do that. Thanks El.”
“You’re welcome honey. Sleep well.” She breathed and I heard the other line disconnect.
I chucked my phone across the room.
“Annie, are you okay?” My mom called from downstairs.
“No mom!”
I heard her footsteps approach and then she was standing in front of me. “What’s up?”
“Harry wrote me a song and I was stupid and didn’t take him back and then I tried to call him but he didn’t answer and now I don’t know what to do!”
“Well that’s you fault Annie.”
“I know!”
“Well stop being childish!” Her voice rose. “Go over to his house in the morning and talk to him face to face. Don’t call him that won’t mean anything. Now go to sleep. You need it.” She turned around and walked back out of my room.
I sighed and climbed into my bed and turned my light off. My mind was running a thousand miles a minute and it was starting to hurt. I rubbed my temples as I replayed the evening’s events. I prayed that Harry would take me back. I need him…
I woke up and threw my covers off of me. I had slept horribly; my mind would not shut up. I ran over to my closet and grabbed a pair of skinny jeans and a sweater. I just needed to see him. I needed to apologize to him for just walking out of the coffee shop without really saying anything. I needed to apologize for not taking him back. I just needed to apologize….
“Mom, I’m going to Harry’s!” I called.
“I’ve missed those words! Good luck honey!” She said.
“Thanks mom!”
I grabbed my winter coat and walked outside shutting the door behind me. I walked down my driveway and ignored the cold air that bit at my cheeks. My heart raced and my stomach exploded with butterflies in anticipation of talking to Harry. What if he doesn’t forgive me for walking out last night?
I stopped short when I heard my phone start ringing in my pocket. I knew that ringtone…I’d heard it two or three times a day for two months.
I frantically fished my phone out of my pocket and hit the answer button. “Harry?!”
“Annie…” I heard someone on the other line sobbing but it wasn’t Harry. It wasn’t even a man’s voice…But I knew exactly who it was…
“Gemma? Gemma, what’s wrong? I’m on your way to your house right now do you want to wait until I get there? And why are you on Harry’s phone?” I started walking faster.
“No don’t come to my house. I’m not there. And…” She started crying harder.
“Gemma, what’s the matter?”
“Annie…”
“Gemma, you’re scaring me…”
“Annie, Harry’s in a coma...”
I stopped again and this time my senses went out just like when I saw Harry with Celine but all of a sudden that felt like years ago, and it didn’t even matter anymore.
“W-What?” My voice cracked around the knot in my throat as tears streamed out of my eyes. This can’t be happening…
“I’ll come and get you and take you to the hospital.” She said quietly.
I nodded until I remembered that she was over the phone. “Uh-huh.”
I heard her click off and I dropped to the ground in a sobbing mess, ignoring the snow that soaked my pants. My sobs came out easily and I didn’t try to contain them. Harry was in a coma….and I had no idea why...
Notes
Hey guys!! I'm SORRY that this chapter is INCREDIBLY short! I just really wanted to end with that cliffhanger. I'll try to update ASAP though <3
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