Why Did You Leave? (One Direction Fanfiction)


Aria. She used to be best friends with Harry. Yes, THE Harry Styles from One Direction. They used to do everything together... Until it happened. Harry left Aria for the X-Factor. He didn't tell her. Warn her. Not even send her a text. Aria only found out when she asked Anne and Gemma. Even with everything Aria was going through... Harry left her. 3 years later, he's back. He bought his band mates too. What happens when One Direction get mobbed by fans and end up at Aria's house? Feelings start to develop, hearts get broken. Through all of this, Aria can only trust two people. Nash & Grace. Her brother, and her best friend. Love, Hate and More is to be discovered in this story. Will Harry find out why Aria is always upset? Or will it remain a mystery?


31. Growing Up


My first thought was that I was glad it wasn't Hannah because I feel Zayn has feelings for her. My second thought was that Cleo is an inch taller than him, so it'd be awkward if they kissed. My third thought was to run.

But this was Harry.

This was Harry.



I had to keep reminding myself that... because he's changed. Whatever. If he liked her then.... Then there must have been something good in her, past all the bad. What he saw, he saw. And it was good enough for me. I should be a good friend.

A good friend.

There are animals, that put on a fake face, act all nice. And then when the prey is all naive it would pounce. I hope Cleo isn't like that. I hope Harry isn't the naive prey because when she bites....

It won't be pretty.


Harry's POV.

I couldn't do it. I couldn't go over to her face and tell her. Imagine how awkward that would've been.

Aria, I..

Ari, I have something to...

I can't even imagine telling her. Seeing the shock register first, secondly the disgust and finally the pity. I can take everything... But not the pity. Her eyes widened.

Daydream starts~

"Harry... I... I could never think of you that... way." She says, her face emotionless. Her had reaches out to me.



"Harry. I..."

"Don't touch me Aria."


"B'cos I don't want your pity."

"Harry, I have Niall."

"I know."

"Niall and I... are boyfriend and girlfriend."

"I know."

"Harry, we're dating."

"Aria, I haven't had amnesia."

"Harry, I don't want to ruin our friendship..." She says between tears. I look at her, and she can see my eyes, which have tears in them too.

"Lucy, I think it's already too late for that."

~ End of daydream.

I shake myself from my little day mare and turn to see Aria's face. She's smiling.

"Harry! That's great! You and Cleo will make a cute couple!"

She's smiling? And since when has she liked Cleo?

"That's so adorable Harry..." she grinns, walking out of the room.


Aria's POV.

I hope my smile didn't look too forced. I smile and walk out of the room, quickly, without running or making him suspicious.

My smile began to slip as I walk outside. And it turns upside down when I go upstairs. The first tear falls when I close the door.

And another.

And another.

Because I can't believe Harry Styles is growing up. I don't want to see him grow up too fast.

I was kinda counting on him to wait for me. I mean... he waited before.... Maybe he just doesn't have time for me anymore.


Maybe I need to grow up. He's not going to wait for me anymore. And I can't wait for him anymore.

We both need to grow up.

Because we've been acting like five year olds.

Harry + Aria = Peter Pan and Wendy. Except Wendy left Peter. 

.............. Not the other way around.









So... this chap was kinda sad. Sorry for not really paying attention to this story. I said to the readers on 'Newsagent Girl' that I'll only be updating that story when I finish this one.

And that'll be in about 4 days.

So... in 4 days.... this story will be finished.


It doesn't work when I do it. Oh well, back to what I was saying.


Comment what you think I should call it? Kk. And would you mind if I changed my pen name?

How about... Mrs. Twix ?

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