It Really Is Complicated - A One Direction Fanfiction

Julie has finally found the right boy and is head over heels in love. But no matter how much she loves her boyfriend, their relationship gets pretty complicated. She cheats on him, with his best friend, because she can't help it. He has a drunken affair. In the band he's in, there's a guy who likes her. How much trouble could she go through? (14+)


12. Apologies

I heard Zayn’s doorbell ring. I freezed, realizing I was going to face Harry in less than 2 minutes. I brought my knees up to my chin, holding my legs with my hands, my eyes glued to the door that was going to let Harry in any second now. I heard a knock and I started tearing up again.


There came the man I loved, who betrayed me like I was betraying him, his eyes red, his cheeks stained with tears, his green eyes not as shiny as they used to be, his curls lifeless and messy and his lips cracked and dry. He was wearing the same clothes he wore at the party, rumpled and stained, his pants as tight as usual, making him slightly grimace every time he put a foot in front of the other. He had deep dark circles under his eyes, and his whole body looked so fragile, it looked like it could just break at any moment. I noticed he was shaking a little, which got me worried. I never saw him in such a condition. I was definitely willing to listen to him, but I stared at him sadly, trying to show him the pain he had caused me.


He approached the bed hesitantly but I didn’t move. He sat down carefully, looking into my eyes for a moment. They had the same hurt expression as I tried to show.

-Julie… he started. His voice was numb and very weak, like he had been screaming for hours. I was still not moving.

-Can you hear me out? he continued, and I nodded, which made his eyes a little less dark.

-Go ahead, I whispered, unable to talk louder.

-I…I just need to hug you. I missed you so much. Please, please let me hug you, he pleaded, his eyes starting to get watery. I let go of my knees, stretching my legs and my arms, and as soon as that was done, I started crying again. As soon as Harry noticed it, he rushed to put his arms around me and started crying too. I felt so safe in his arms, like nothing could ever hurt me.

-I’m so sorry, Julie! he sobbed. So so sorry! I love you so much, I’m sorry. He kept repeating this into my neck, kissing me gently on my artery. And I was crying because? Because I knew that I was doing the same thing to him, repeatedly, and he didn’t even know.


After a while, I stopped crying, but Harry didn’t so I rubbed his back, letting him cry and muttering ‘I love you too’-s and ‘It’s okay’-s. In the end, he looked up at me, with his eyes even redder than before. He leaned in slowly for a kiss, but I didn’t avoid it, and he kissed my lips. He smiled weakly.

-So… are you going to explain? I asked.

-Julie, I was drunk, I wasn’t thinking straight. Believe me, I beg of you, I don’t like Taylor, I love you, It was all a drunken mistake, I’m sorry. I’ll never do it again. And you’re way better than her. He winked, getting back to his cheeky-self. I rolled my eyes, but kissed him anyway.

-Apologies accepted, my love.


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