Saving Addison White (A famous Harry Styles fanfiction)

Harry’s Point of View


Oh I’d really done it then, I’d made her cry and consequently pushed her away from me which wasn’t what I wanted. Deep inside I knew I had to go into that room and make things better with her, try to console her but I was also – believe it or not – afraid of being rejected by Addison which I had a strong feeling she was going to do considering how stubborn she was.


I frantically ran my fingers through my hair over and over again letting out a long sigh. I walked back to the living room to get my phone so I could dial Lou to find out exactly what happened, what had taken them so long and if she’d said to them. Maybe he had the answers I’d been searching for, the same answers that were going to clean up the fucking mess I’d created. He was my wingman after all.


“Hi, Louis here. I’m currently unavailable…”


“Fuck,” I cursed under my breath before hanging up and throwing my phone back onto the couch. “Come on Harry,” I mumbled through gritted teeth. Why was it so much harder with Addison? Usually I didn’t even have to try and the girls went weak in the knees. I’d never had any problems when it came to the ladies and she wasn’t going to be the first. “I can do this,” I psyched myself before jumping onto my feet and making my way to the guest bedroom.


I tapped lightly on the closed door and when she didn’t respond I turned the handle and pushed the door open curious to see why she’d gone silent after sobbing so much. I’d fucked up, really badly and I understood fully if she wanted nothing to do with me after the little row although I didn’t want her to leave, I’d grown fond of having her around the house and it wasn’t going to be the same without her.


“I don’t want to talk about it,” she said, her voice still shaky from crying and muffled before she still had her head in the pillow. I should’ve turned around and went back to the living room because I didn’t know how to handle crying girls. From a young age, it made me feel awkward but I didn’t. I stayed silent and still until she spoke again.


She turned to where I was standing, her face bright red and damp from crying and she looked repelled by the sight of me. “I know this is your house and all but please Harry, I don’t want to talk about this right now and you being in this room will only…”


“I’m sorry,” I blurted out, cutting her off midsentence and catching up both by surprise but I carried on. “I’m sorry for being an absolute asshole last night.” Apologising to Addison was the right thing to do, if I didn’t apologise I was going to lose her and the deal was going to be broken. “I didn’t mean to.”


She stayed silent but I saw her tense expression relaxing and I took it as my cue to take one step closer to the bed and she didn’t move away, instead she hugged her knees closer to her and blinked a few times. She wasn’t like the girl on all those magazines who was reportedly drunk every night and leaving the club with a different guy all the time. She was more vulnerable.


“Addison, I know I’m the last person you want to see right now but Addie, try to understand. This is all new to me,” I rambled. “I’ve never been in a serious relationship, let alone a complicated fake relationship…”


“Why did you do it?” My eyebrows knitted together when she asked me that question. I didn’t know why I did it. The girl was hot and it wasn’t like I was getting any from Addie when it came to sex. I was only human and a growing young man with needs… “Harry, you know how I feel about being made a fool and yet you still went ahead and did it… Why did you do it?” he voice was softer towards the end.


“I don’t know why I did it,” I shrugged. “Maybe it was the alcohol, or the music…” The second reason wasn’t very valid and had the moment not been such an intense moment I was going to laugh but I had to try remain serious. “I don’t know, Addie. What I do know is that I’m really sorry and I promised I’ll make it up to you…”


“How are you going to make it up to me?” she tried to remain calm and to sound uninterested but the excitement was obvious in her blue eyes.


“I think we should get away from the city for a little while,” I suggested as I sat on the end of the bed, making sure that there was still some distance between the both of us. “I’ll call my mum. I knew she’ll be delighted to finally get to meet you, she’s been dying to ever since of us being a thing came out,” I smiled and she returned the gesture. “What do you say? If mum says ‘yeah’ we’ll leave tomorrow morning…”


She was silent for a few moments, considering the preposition I’d made and when she smiled I knew she was down for the trip to my old hometown. She then crawled across the bed and sat herself on my lap before resting her pretty little head on the crook of my neck and started tracing strange patterns on my chest.


“I’m sorry I got with that… guy last night,” her voice was barely a whisper. She nestled herself closer to me – if that was even possible. “Thank you…”


I smiled and held her tightly and close to my body. My life had drastically changed since the day she was introduced into my life. She’s managed to bring some colour to my tedious life. It was just a pity I was going to have to leave her soon and I was going to hurt her in the end. Finding out was going to destroy her…

Notes

Harry’s POV, what do you think?


What’s this big secret he’s keeping? What’s with the both of them and secrets?! It’s driving me crazy… hahaha! Please vote and comment, I really want to know what you guys have to say about the story. I’ll reply, I promise and feel free to message me if you ever feel alone like Addie said she does.


So… Addie’s going to meet the parents. Uh oh, lol. Keep reading, the next chapter will leave you confused and going WTF!