New Life

Maddie's terrifying past is behind her, she's ready to start a new perfect life with her boyfriend Harry, and best friends Zayn and Louis. She's happy, free, relaxed, and in love. Will a simple mistake ruin everything for her future? Will a simple 5 minuets change her life forever?
*Sequel to 'Remembering Katy Perry'. You might have a hard time following along if you haven't read the first book, so check it out(:*


29. No More

You can do this Maddie. Just walk in, grab your stuff, and leave. Say nothing to Harry, don't even look at him. You can do this. Go, now, knock.

I rap lightly on the door, anxious energy rising in my stomach. What if he's not home? What if he doesn't let me get my stuff? I would be surprised with the way left me last night. Even thinking about the way he slammed the door in my face makes my my heart ache.

The sound of the door swinging open snaps me out if me out of my thoughts. Harry's standing in the door way with nothing on but a pair of sweatpants. His right eye is black and blue, along with his cheek bone. A scratch runs from his jaw to his nose, barley scabbing.

"Oh my God, Harry!"

Is that what Zayn did to him last night? I didn't know he had it in him. I mean, I knew he could fight, but his bestfriend? Especially that bad! Nearly the whole right side of his face is bruised!

"Are you okay? I can't believe Zayn did that to you!"

I run up to him and gently run my thumb across his cheek, temporarily forgetting my anger toward him. I can't help but notice he reeks of alcohol. He places his hand on mine stares at me, but I refuse to look back. Remember what you came here for. Just grab your stuff and get out. That's it.

"I deserve it. I was.. I was beyond a dick to you last night. I-I don't know what got into me. I'm so sor-"

I press one finger to his lips to shut him up, trying to find the words that are on my tongue. Does he think an apology is going to be enough? He abandoned me, while I was crying my eyes out from his hurtful words, and never even came back. Zayn, Niall, and Louis came out back for me. Not my 'everloving' boyfriend.

"Stop, Harry. I got your message loud and clear. I'm a pain in the ass, with all my problems and my past and now this with the therapy. Nobody wants to deal with that. So, I'm just going to grab my stuff and leave, Harry" I finish gently.

He looks at me intensely confused. His green eyes search mine for something, anything. Oh God, this is hard. I don't want to leave. I want to stay with you, and cuddle on the couch with ice cream and watch stupid chick flicks and Disney movies.

I can't. I can't though. I have to do what's right for both of us. I clearly can't Handel the hate from fans, dirty paps, and the pressure of being Harry Styles girlfriend. He doesn't know how to deal with my past, or my emotional problems. He needs someone used to fame, I need someone who can deal with me.

I take my hand off his face and scamper down the hallway toward his room, not looking back. Your doing good, Maddie. Just put your clothes in the suitcase, and walk out. That's it. You can do it.

I obey the little voice in my head and methodically places clothes in the suitcase. I'm nearly finished by the time Harry comes rushing in, in a panic.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

He skids to a halt near the edge of the bed and point's toward my full suitcase, eyes ablaze.

"I told you. I'm packing my stuff and leaving."

"No. No you're not. You can't!" He cries, desperation creeping into his voice.

He runs over to my suitcase and starts throwing clothes out of it, scattering them around the room.

"What the hell are you doing?! Harry! Stop!!"

He pays no attention to my as a pair of panties goes flying by my head. Why is he acting like such a child?!

"Harry! Knock it the fuck off!" I scream, my temper getting the best of me.

He finally stops throwing clothes and hangs his head in his hands. I go to comfort him, but force myself to stay still, keeping my anger high. I need to explain to him how much he really hurt me last night!

"Harry. Look at me, please."

He raises his head and I see a single tear run down his face. The pain in his eyes is incredible. I don't need to explain anything to him. He knows exactly what he did, and that there's no going back. That's why he smelled like alcohol today. He drank away the pain, last night.

"There's nothing I can do, is there?"

Its more of a statement then a question as I shake my head. There is nothing he can do. No words or hugs or apologies can take back what he did last night. What's done is done.

"I'm sorr-"

He suddenly spins around and swings at the wall, plunging his fist deep into the drywall. His agonizing cry echos in the room, keeping us both tense and on edge.

"Just go." He growls, forehead pressed against the wall facing away from me.

Now or never, Maddie. Time to walk out, time to forget, time to move on. Don't say another word to Harry, don't even say good bye to the boys. Just walk out and away. Away from everything.

"I love you, Harry."

I choke out the whisper, voice cracking, as I slowly make my way out if his apartment. That's it Maddie. Its over, its all over. No more hugs or kisses, no more of his musky scent or sweet taste. No more cuddling and watching movies, or getting in the mood and having a little fun. No more making fun of Niall for eating to much Nandos or Zayn for checking his hair every twenty minuets. No more Louis asking you when you alone about how much you love Harry, or texts from Liam telling you what Harry says about you around the boys. No shopping trip with El and Dani, or even being part of the girlfriend club. No more.

I glance around the apartment one last time through watery eyes, and shut the door on the best thing that ever happened to me.
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