Lexi’s P.O.V.

I shut the door behind me with a slight thump. One last call, I thought and searched for my phone in my duffel bag. As hard as I tried not to look in the full-length mirror in the hallway my eyes fell on it. My lips were bruised and bloody due to the biting I’d been doing on them for the past hour, to keep from crying. My eyes were glassy and red. My palms were marked with my fingernails. I looked like shit.

On the third bell, he picked the phone up.

“Hello Lexi.”

“Hi,” I replied my voice surprisingly confident.

I could hear muffled voices behind him. ‘Harry Styles’ was mentioned and with that I heard a sharp intake of breath.

“Is this about Harry?” he asked.

I swallowed another lump in my throat, “It is.”

“Where is he? Are you with him? Is he fine?”

“Simon,” I took a deep breath, “I-I’m leaving. For good. Forever,” with cold calm in my voice.

There was shuffling of footsteps.

“What are you talking about?” he asked his usual hard, no-nonsense voice slightly wavering.

“I need to stay out of their lives,” I heard a sharp intake of breath, “for their safety,” I said before he could say anything. “Simon, I’m--I need… I can’t be Alexis Tomlinson anymore,” I said it.

“WHAT?!”

“Everyone knows Alexis, and...well Lexi Tomlinson is dead,” I said flatly.

“Lexi--”

“Simon, I’m asking for a favor. I--I need. Can you adopt me? You don’t have to pay for anything. I just need a new name for this...girl,” I said, while staring at my reflection. This selfish, bitchy, broken-hearted girl.

“Harry won’t--” Just hearing his name broke me.

“Simon say no if you don’t want to do this,” I said coldly. “All this is my fault and until I’m in their life,” my eyes traveled to the frame hanging above the T.V. set--Zayn had one of his arms thrown around me and his lips pressed on Perrie’s cheek. Eleanor was sitting on Louis’s shoulder. Niall looking at Liam with a spoon in his hand, while Danielle had a small smile on her face. Harry was at the other end of the photo from where I was standing, but his green orbs were fixed on mine, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes shining with love for me.

“Will you do this?” I asked in a cracked voice.

“Yes,” he replied firmly. Simon-style.

“Don’t tell them,” I begged.

“Where will you go? How are you just going to let Alexis Tomlinson disappear. Practically the whole world knows you now.”

“I’ll figure that out,” I closed my eyes for a moment, “Thank you, Simon. I’ll get in touch as soon as I can. Just...please don’t let them know.”

“I promise. Good luck, Alexis.”

With one last look around the place that had become my home in the past year. I stepped out of it. Forever. For good. Or that’s what I thought.


Harry’s P.O.V.

“She doesn’t give a damn.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked shoving him out of the way as I pushed open the door to my Angel’s room open.

Not a speck of dirt.

It can’t be.

“Sh--She’ll be in my room,” Louis looked at me with pity? I shoved him away, again, and ran towards my bedroom. Nothing, except that faint trace of Lexi’s perfume, from last night.

“Maybe she went to the hospital,” I said. But my voice came out as a pleading.

“Harry,” Louis said softly, walking towards me cautiously. He handed me a folded paper. I didn’t reach for it.

“Harry,” he said again, and silently placed the folded note in my hand. I didn’t open it. I couldn’t, it would confirm the obvious.

“Read it,” he urged softly.

My eyes scanned through her neat cursive. One more time, carefully, and another, and another, and another. The paper slipped from me hands.

Louis sighed softly. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“No she’s at the hospital, Or she went to Doncaster, she won’t leave. She won’t leave me. It can’t be. She loves me. She fucking loves me. And I fucking love her more.” I got up my feet leading me towards the door. I was being absurd, but she loves me, right?

“HARRY!” Louis yelled, and did something I could never believe. His palm connected with my face, the collision made a sickening sound. But the pain I felt was in my heart not the place where he slapped me. My feet gave away and I slumped on the floor. Ten thousand tiny little knives were being stabbed in me, my heart twisted painfully. Tears pitifully streamed down my cheeks as I choked on my own sobs.

I heard the padding of footsteps the whispers and the yelling, the shushing and the protest. They were present somewhere in the back of my mind. Ignoring the 'Harrys' I walked into my own room.

My gaze travelling around the room. There it sat on the dressing table, which was lined with Lexi's barely-there makeup and our hair-products. Her lavender-vanilla perfume set beside it. My heart clenched as I slowly reached for it.

(A/N listen to It All Ends Tonight, by All American Rejects, please).

----------Flashback----------

"Hazza, what do you see in your future?" she asked playing with my curls, making me sleepy.

"You," I replied instantly.

"Me too," she replied happily, shaking her ring finger showing off the heart-shaped ring that rested there. It fit her perfectly, made for her and only her. Glinting under the sunlight. And looking beautiful on her slim, artistic fingers.

"I love you," she grinned leaning in to kiss me.

I turned away, she looked at me in surprise, "I love you more," I replied before pulling her face close to kiss her soft, pink lips. She smiled in the kiss, as our lips molded into each other, the only lips, I knew I would kiss for the rest of my life. Now I'm not so sure.

----------End of Flashback----------

I pushed everything off the counter until the only thing left on the counter was the ring. The thing that no matter what would only ever belong to her. I switched on my music as high as I could and with that little piece of the only girl I've ever loved,except my mum and my sister, my knees buckled and I screamed trying to let the heart-wrenching pain out with an agonizing, painful cry.

I threw the ring across the room, it rolled and slipped under the bed. My painful screams didn't stop, as I smashed everything that stood in front of me. Leaving my hands cut and bloodied, but none of that could compare to the emptiness I felt inside my heart. The place that only Lexi could fill.

I dropped my head in my hands, pulling my curls screams turning into whimpers now. I crouched on my knees and retrieved it. I walked into the closet and pulled out the scarf Lexi left there. I curled up in a ball and closed my eyes, with the faint trace of Lexi's scent and the ring still in my hand. I let the pillow drown in my tears.

The music was till on in an ear-piercing volume, but I didn't shut it, afraid of the silence I would meet instead.

Lexi, my angel, really left. And just like that, she killed half of me. All I was left with was a man who talked, smiled, sang and laughed but was dead on the inside.

Notes

Last chapter my beautifuls!! 166 votes!! That's like the best thing ever. Like always I love every single one of you, because you are the best people in the entire fucking world. And I can't believe my first fanfic ever got so popular and I am on Cloud 9 whenever someone tells me it's their favorite fanfiction. It makes my day.

And Lexi and Harry's journey is not over yet. The sequel will be up today or tomorrow depends on when I find the perfect NIALL'S GIRLFRIEND. So basically I wanna tell you, all of u are beautiful and are loved and amazayn, and faboulouis, and extraordinharry, and phenominiall!!



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