Mandolin Rain

Elliot's POV

So the whole world knows that Harry and I are pretty much over. I swear things have gotten worse, now instead of just taking pictures of me, people are taking pictures of me and asking why we're broken up. It's like they didn't even see the pictures of Lou and Harry. Celebrity life is NOT for me.

Tomorrow is my birthday. I'll officially be 20. I feel like I've had enough drama the last few months in my life to last me the rest of my life. Harry has finally quit calling and texting me. I think after almost a month of ignoring him, he got the hint. Joe was mad, he thought I was taking things too far and that obviously Harry feels bad if he kept trying to contact me but when I asked if Rose did the same thing would he act similar and he didn't respond.

My brothers were all the same. The really liked Harry from when we went camping and thought he could do no wrong. It's like everyone was against me. Everyone wanted me to just forget it and pretend like it never happened. But I can't do that, I can't just let that go.

I let out a loud sigh and finally decided to get out of bed. Throwing to covers back violently I walk to the bathroom to shower and get ready. We're starting hot yoga in the studio today so I have to go earlier then usual to make sure the room is prepared. It's been a popular request but no one wanted to teach it so it was up to me, just took me a while to get it started and figured out.

I get ready fairly quickly, I don't go all out getting ready for work, I'll spend the whole day sweating anyway. I grab my phone and scroll through my e-mails on my way down to the studio. It's kind of handy to live just up the steps from where I work. The usual shit-ton of crappy junk mail, I have a few e-mails about upcoming promotions for classes to renew my license, e-mail from Zayn updating me on things and wishing me a Happy Birthday, I don't respond to them but he always seems to drop me a line, and last but not least and e-mail from my mom. She's finally getting down to the town usually twice a month and updates me on everything, usually sending me pictures.

I wait until I've turned the thermostat up way high, turn on all the lights and start the computer before I sit down and open my moms e-mail. They're like gold in my world. She wishes me a Happy birthday first, saying that technically it's my birthday there. That they went to Singapore for the last week and met new people. Telling me all of their adventures. How my dad is loving his work, being out of an office and helping people who are really in need. She tells me of how much she misses me and how much she wishes she could spend my birthday with me, it will be the first birthday she'll miss in my 20 years of life. She always ends the e-mails with pictures from the two weeks.

I scroll through them laughing at my dads face when he meets what looks like a crazed monkey, my mom surrounded by children, dad opening up new medical equipment, and the last one few I look at for a long time. Its my mom, dad, and Harry.

By the end of the day I'm exhausted, everyone has left and I'm just here picking up waiting for the extra towels to dry when someone knocks on the door. I'm not as nervous as I have been since my stalker went to jail. I look up and see a delivery man.

I hop up and answer the door. “Hello?” I hold the door open for him.

“Hi, Elliot Morgan?” He asks, reading from his prompt.

“That's me.” I smile as he passes me his electronic reader and has me sign. I'm not really expecting anything but some of our stuff is set to come once a month and sometimes I'm not the best at keeping track. He passes me the package in his hand and I accept.

“Have a nice day.” He waves at me and walks back to his truck. I re-lock the front door and walk back to my desk studying the package curiously. It's not big but I have no idea what it is. It looks a little tattered and torn and I reach for some scissors as I sit down.

When I open it I first see a bright pink tissue paper neatly folded, I chuckle and open it to see a birthday card. I pull the envelope back and pull the card out. It's doesn't say anything on the front but when I open it I'm bombarded by words. I scan quickly and see Harry's name at the bottom. I pause myself to catch my breath when I start reading it.

My favorite Rain,

First of Happy Birthday. I wish I could be there to wish you in person even if you don't want anything to do with me. I don't blame you. I would do the exact same thing if I was in your shoes. I hope that one day you can forgive me, as I will never forgive myself for what I've put you through.

You may have seen I went to visit your parents. I got their e-mail from Joe, don't get mad at him, we've been in contact for quite a while. We had a few days off and I met them in Singapore. It's crazy how much you and your mom are alike, it actually made me miss you more.

I never thought I could miss someone as much as I miss you.

Everything is okay here. I'll be coming back to LA in a month and I can't wait. I know you don't want to see me but I would give up everything for you. I would risk everything for you. I will love you until I can no longer love anymore.

Please let me love you again.

I will fight for you,

Harry

I don't realize I'm crying until my tears fall and hit the card. I quickly put the card on the desk

At the bottom of the box is a CD with a sticky note on it in Harry's hand writing. “Happy Birthday, put me in your computer and enjoy.” I smile and shake my head but quickly turn back to my computer to open the disk drive and insert it. It pops up and I push play waiting.

Harry's face pops up first, “Hey Rainy. First of all Happy Birthday! And thank you for playing this, for giving me a chance at least, I'll never know if you actually looked at this or just threw it out but here goes nothing. Since I've been on tour I've decided to get everyone I know to wish you a Happy Birthday so here it goes. Stick with it.” He smiles at me and of course I melt.

God I miss him. I almost start crying when people start wishing me a Happy Birthday, Zayn, Niall, Louis, Liam, Sophia, Eleanor, Perrie, (even though I've yet to meet the girls), Ashton, Calum, Luke, Mikey, Paul, Caroline, even Lou. I'm not even mad at Lou, Harry was the one in a relationship, he shouldn't have even put himself in that situation. Then just people, random people Harry has met on the tour, people wishing me a Happy Birthday from another country, people singing me Happy Birthday, a whole audience from a concert singing me a Happy birthday, its nuts but it makes me smile.

Then things get serious. I see my brothers on film, I recognize Jame's apartment in the background. They all three wish me a happy day, telling me they miss me and they love me. And Ethan sneaking in that I should be with Harry again. Of course Harry didn't cut that out.

I turn away for a second to get a tissue when I hear a voice I'll recognize anywhere. It's my mom. I start crying hysterically, I can't believe how much I've missed her. Just seeing her face and her smile makes me laugh. I rewind it just a little so I can listen.

“Hi Rain. I miss you so much. Being so far away is harder then I thought it would be but I know this is where we're meant to be. Your father and I are so proud of you, oh-here he is!” I see my dad in the background, “Hey pumpkin! Happy Birthday, we love you!!” He flashes a giant smile that he's known for and blows me kisses. I can't help but laugh, Dad's never been good with words. “Anyway, we love you, Harry came all this way just for your birthday.” She gets closer to the camera and whispers, “Your dad actually loves him I think.” She takes the camera off the stand and films Harry and my dad washing dishes smiling and laughing at something. I can't believe he did this.

“Anyway, Harry told us everything that's happened. If a man travels all the way to Singapore just to get someone to wish their daughter a Happy Birthday I think he really loves that someone. I know your heart is torn but don't do something you'll regret later. Don't spend your life wondering what if. I love you. Happy Birthday baby.” With that she kisses the screen and it turns off. I realize I'm covered in tears and I can't believe that he did all of this for me.

I dig through my purse for my phone, I don't want to call him, I still tell myself not to talk to him so I simply find his number and text him, “Thank you.”

I don't know where he is or what time it is there but he responds quickly. “I will do everything for you. Happy Birthday, I love you.” I shake my head and put my phone back in my purse not allowing myself to respond.

Notes

Here it is! Here it is!

How cute is Harry??

Let me know what you think! I'll do my best to finish by Friday. Would LOVE some comments to encourage me to post the rest of it by then.... :) hint hint.

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