Mental

-Miranda's POV- Three days, three whole days Harry has locked himself in his room. I haven't seen him since he had apologized for the night before. I've only heard the screams and the constant banging on his walls in the middle of the night, but besides that no contact, no nothing. I'm quite worried about him too, he hasn't come downstairs to eat. Zayn and Emily have dropped by only to drop off some food, and other necessities. Zayn wanted to see Harry and tell him something important, but I told him it wasn't a good time for Harry, telling everything that has happened. "Don't give up on him." are the words that have been ringing through my head from Zayn. As of now I was sitting on the couch watching the news, of course my picture was up on the screen. It was midnight, I wasn't able to sleep. "Day thirteen on the seventeen year old Miranda Jenner-Olsen . It's been almost two weeks since Miranda was seen with the fugitive Harry Styles. Still no new news on either of their where a bouts. Miranda's mother Lydia Jenner new reporter for a news channel in the U.S has left a video message sent to her daughter." Then my mothers face showed up, she was wearing no make-up, which she swore she would never do on live television. Her face was pale and she looked like she hasn't eaten in days. Then the video began to play. "Miranda, I know you're out there-" Her eyes were watery and not to mention a ripe red from the tears streaming down her face. I was trying to hold back my tears seeing her this way. "-Baby I miss you, I've thought about you non stop since. Please come home. And Harry ****ing Styles" The fuck in the sentence was blocked out for younger listeners. "if you dare touch my daughter. I will personally find you and kill you." Then the screen went blank, I wiped my eyes and there were tears. I'd never been this long without my mother, maybe a few days but never two weeks. I missed her so much, and I wanted to call her and tell her I was alright and I'll be home as soon as I can. I flipped the channel and 'The Nanny' was on Nick@Nite I watched it for a few minutes until I felt my eyes getting hazy and then with in minutes my eyes were closed and I was in a deep sleep. My eyes flew open to the sounds of Harry screaming from upstairs. You think I would be use to this by now, even by the thirteenth night, but nope I was not. That was it, I had to find out what was going on with him when he sleeps. I got up from the recliner I had fallen asleep in, with the blanket wrapped around my body. I walked up the stairs slowly as I heard panting coming from Harry's room. I walked to his room and twisted the door nob, it was locked. I grabbed a bobby pin from my hair and started to pick the lock (a helpful hint from my mother) with in seconds it was unlocked. I opened the door to find Harry standing up starring outside his window, his hand on the back of his neck. "Harry?" I asked walking in the room. He jumped back and looked over at me sighing in relief. "What are you doing in here, and how did you get in here?" I held up the bobby pin which I had used to unlock the door. "I heard you screaming, you okay?" "I only scream every night, nothing abnormal." He didn't even look at me, only looked directly at the ground. I had a feeling he was still trying to forgive himself for what had almost happened the other night. I walked over to him slowly so I wouldn't startle him, and now I sound like Harry's a fucking dog or something. He looked back out the window and I hugged him from the side. He looked down at the top of my head and grabbed a hold of me hugging me back. "You want to tell me now?" I asked him my voice very soft and low. He nodded and grabbed my hand that was wrapped around him, he led me over to the bed and I sat down net to him. He looked into my eyes and was about to open his mouth when his eyes started to get watery. I think it was just his image that gave him the tough look, besides that he was a softy. Yet when he was a pervert, and looked like he could set a town on fire. "I was ten..." -Harry's POV- I don't know what I was doing, I swore to myself that I wouldn't speak to a soul about what had happened that night. But yet there was a relief on my chest when I spoke up. "I was asleep hearing my mother crying my name from downstairs..." and I spilt everything, everything there was to know about that night. And when I was done I had talked more about that night then I had even remembered from before. He didn't say anything when I had finished all she did was lean in and hug me for comfort. It was nice, there was no questioning just silence. I looked over the top of her head as her body was squeezed tight to mine. Her hands wrapped around my body and my hands the same with her. She just held on tight to me, I laid back on the bed. I was even more tired then I had realized. She laid down on my bed with me our legs intertwined with each other. And soon my eyes had shut closed. I awoke to the sun rays peaking through the blinds of my bedroom window. I covered my face with my hand to block the view. I looked over and noticed my arms were still wrapped around Miranda. I smiled and kissed the top of my forehead. I still couldn't forgive myself for almost hurting her though. She had to go home soon before things get worse here or before I almost hurt or do hurt her again. I couldn't risk that, she meant to much to me. I had never connected to a person so quickly nor told anyone about my past. I got out of my bed and left Miranda on my bed to let her finish sleeping. I walked across the hall to find myself in the room with the piano in it. I walked closely to the piano and took the white sheet off of it. My hands ran over everyone of the keys. I sat down on the bench and ran my fingers through my hair. I cracked my nuckles and then started to press keys, the tune began to feel familiar as I started to sing. "I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in Cos I got time while she got freedom Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even Her best days will be some of my worst She finally met a man that's gonna put her first While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven... even... no What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you, And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok I'm falling to pieces, yeah, I'm falling to pieces They say bad things happen for a reason But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding Cos she's moved on while I'm still grieving And when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven even... no What am I gonna to do when the best part of me was always you, And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok I'm falling to pieces, yeah, I'm falling to pieces, yeah, I'm falling to pieces (One still in love while the other ones leaving) I'm falling to pieces (Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven) Oh you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain You took your suitcase, I took the blame. Now I'm try'na make sense of what little remains ooh Cos you left me with no love and no love to my name. I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in Cos I got time while she got freedom Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break No it don't break No it don't break even no What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you and What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok (Oh glad you're okay now) I'm falling to pieces yeah (Oh I'm glad you're okay) I'm falling to pieces yeah (One still in love while the other ones leaving) I'm falling to pieces (Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven) Oh it don't break even no Oh it don't break even no Oh it don't break even no" I stopped playing ending with the last key as I heard clapping from behind me. I turned around to see Miranda leaning up against the door frame. "That was really good Harry." I smiled instead of clenching up and getting mad at her. "Thank you." She walked into the room and I scooted over making room on the bench for her. Her hands ran over the keys as it landed on a C note. She leaned her head on my shoulder and I found my arm over her shoulder. And in that moment, everything was gonna be okay.

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