Saving Addison White (A famous Harry Styles fanfiction)

I ran into the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind me, tear streaming down my face uncontrollably making it hard for me to see as I struggled to lock the door. Finally, after much fiddling I ran to the sink where I started running the tap water, hoping that the sound of the running water would drown the sound of my sobs.


Over and over again the fight I’d had with Harry was playing in my head. Two days had passed since the party and I had two days left in London before having to go back home and I couldn’t look Harry in the eye. I hated him at that moment and wanted anything but to be in the same room as him.


May times I’d been warned about Harry, I should’ve known not to trust him and let my guard down with him because in the end I was the one getting hurt. I was the one humiliated in front of the whole world, I was the poor little troubled girl who was being cheated on by her English heartthrob and I was livid only because he’d chosen to do it with a Kardashian. It was like a spit in the face.


There was no denying it. There were pictures, and there was a video. Ever online gossip site had it. My mind was racing, I started thinking about booking flights, I thought of moving out and that I was grateful that I’d packed my bags. I didn’t want to be at Harry’s, I needed to be somewhere far from him. I didn’t want to see him for a good year or two… maybe never.


Once I’d managed to calm down I got my phone from pocket and dialled Demi’s number and after a few rings it became obvious that she wasn’t going to pick up so I dialled the next person I could trust.


“Addie love, this better be important,” said Louis’s soft voice on the other end of the line. “I’m driving…”


“Lou,” I sniffed, wiping the tears from my eyes. “Tell me you’re not too far from Harry’s,” I slumped onto the closed toilet seat and tried to calm myself. “I need someone to fetch me.”


“Is everything okay love?”


I didn’t explain too much to him just that I needed someone to fetch me, I explained that the situation was still a little too sensitive for me to talk about but promised to tell him once I was more calm and he understood fully.


“Give me half an hour and I’ll be there,” I could hear the panic in his tone.


“Okay Lou. I’ll…” There was light knocking on the door. “I’ve got to go,’ I said quickly, keeping my voice low although there was an echo. I hung up and I’d just put the phone back in my pocket when there was light knocking again.


“Addison, it’s me…” said that husky voice on the other side of the door, he sounded so broken and his voice was harsh from all the yelling that had taken place earlier.


I had been pacing up the bathroom but the second I heard his voice I stopped dead in my tracks and started hyperventilating.


“I-I,” he stuttered until he finally managed to put a sentence together. “I just want to talk.”


“I can’t,” I said, it took everything in me to sound tough and unaffected by broken he sounded. “Not now…”


“Look I know why you’re doing what you’re doing…” I started look for the nearest exit that wasn’t the main bathroom door, there was no means of escaping. “But you didn’t mean those words you said back there, I know you didn’t. I know that because I didn’t mean anything I said to you…” his voice broke towards the end.


“Yes, I did,” I said trying to sound harsh but failing miserably. “I feel nothing for you Harry, everything I thought I felt for you was all in my head…”


“Remember that morning I found you crying…” Holmes Chapel. The Sunday morning I found myself crying at the park. The morning we had that heart to heart. “Before you fell asleep, you were drowsy but you told me that us, our relationship was the most real thing you’ve ever felt in your life,” he tapped lightly on the bedroom door.


“Well those feelings are gone…”


“Oh come one Addie, you can’t expect me to believe that,” he sighed heavily. “That’s just your way of covering the truth, your true feelings…”


I took the first step then the second towards the door and pretty soon I was face to face with it. It was the only thing separating Harry and I. I could’ve easily turned the handle and let him back in, he was going to have to sweet talk me a lot but eventually he was going to back in. I had to make a decision that was going to change my life forever. Frustrated, I pounded little fist into it.


“Just open the door Addison,” he said in the most crushed tone. “And everything can go back to normal, even if it’ll only be for a few days…” he tried to turn the handle and when he discovered that it was locked he cursed under his breath. “Just open the door, Addison. Please…” he sounded so needy and wounded. “Or if you’re standing anywhere near it step away because I’m going to kick it in.”


My breath hitched. “No, I’m not going to open this door and you’re not going to kick it down because I’m not moving from where I’m standing. I was on the phone with Louis,” I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. “I’m going to stay with Demi for the rest of the trip…”


“Addison…”


“You were totally right. We both need to realise that we’re just not right for each other. I can’t believe I almost fell for you,” a tear rolled down my cheek. “And you know what the worst part is?” I chuckled softly. “The worst part about almost falling for you was that I knew you weren’t the one for me but I fell anyway because secretly I was hoping that you were going to be different with me. I guess I’ve watched too many movies…”


When I met him I knew, I knew on the inside that chances of a guy like him falling for a girl like me were slim but I did it anyway. I played along with his game and I got hurt. It hurt so badly and it was a feeling I didn’t want to feel ever again.


“Haz,” I heard Louis say from the other side of the door and quickly I wiped the tears.


“She’s all yours Lou,” he said in a low voice. “Goodbye Addison.”


I started debating if I should open the door or not and when I finally decided that I did want to open it and see him for one last time it was too late. Louis and I were the only ones left in the room. Harry was gone.


“Are you going to tell me what happened now?” Louis asked as we made our way to his car.


I sighed. “Kendall Jenner,” I opened the door of the passenger’s side and got inside. So maybe it was time I left London behind with all it’s drama, just one day and it would only be a memory.

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