Remember Me?

Me and Harry knew each other since we were babies. We were bestfriends from Day One. Everything was perfect until something happend. It wasn't so perfect anymore. Harry made a mistake and is asking for another chance. Shall I give it to him? If I do, what will I do when he makes the same mistake? Or I have a something wrong with me?


4. Chapter Four

Remember Me? Chapter 4

‘Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I’d done
And I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

I sang along to the song on the radio, as I was getting ready for the day. 

But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing 
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know 

I heard a knock at the door, and without realizing that I had to make-up on- I answered it. 

“Hey um- wow.” He said as he looked at me. 


He gave his head a shake, “I just… I don’t remember the last time I saw you with no make-up on.” 

“Yeah, well it’s hard for me to remember the last time I saw you, period.”

He sighed loudly, “I’m sorry about that.”

“Save it, I don’t need your pity or your friendship. I got over that a long time ago. Now why are you here?” 

“I just wanted to apologise for the boys- Louis and Zayn especially. They don’t know how to handle the situation and-”

“Situation?!” I interrupted, “What fucking situation? I told this to Liam and Niall and I’ll say it to you. There is no ‘situation’ here. Okay? You were my best friend; you abandoned me, now we’re neighbours. No big deal.” I said and I shut the door, “Tell Liam and Niall that they are forgiven.” I said through the door.

“Okay,” I barely heard him say. 


A week had passed since I last spoke to Harry. I saw them every now and then in the hallways and Liam and Niall would always give me a friendly hello. Nothing more, they never tried to start a conversation, just a hello. And I replied with a nice greeting back. I knew that Harry hated that I was on speaking terms with them and not him. But it’s not like all was forgiven, I still hated his little band. 

I decided to take the chance of seeing Harry, and go to get Starbucks but I had to walk everywhere I went, unless I wanted to take a cab or bus. Then, finally something great happened. There was a ‘Help Wanted’ sign on the door. I ran in and immediately asked to talk to the manager. He asked me a few questions and told me that he’d let me know in a couple days. 

As I danced my way back into the main area of the café, I ran into someone. Niall. 

“What are you so happy about?” he laughed.

“I might be working here!” I said excitedly, giving him a thumbs up. I didn’t even care that I was supposed to be acting cold around him. I was too hyped up. 

“Hey so, we’re having a little… party at Harry’s tonight and you should come!” He beamed. 

My face dropped, I was certainly not going to go to a party with them. “Um, no.” 

“Pleaaaasseeee?” he begged, “It’s kinda my birthday party…” 

Well, now I felt stupid. “Oh… uhm Happy Birthday…” 

“Thank you, turning 19 don’t cha know.” 

“Well, who’s going to be at this little party?” I asked cautiously.

“Just us 5, and possibly Danielle- Liam’s girl- if she can make it.” 

I thought about it for a second, “I don’t have a present for you…” 

“Just your attendance will be enough of a present!!” I didn’t answer, “Pleaaaseee? Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Ple-”

“OKAYYY!” I yelled, “Fine, I’ll come.”

His smile could’ve lit up the whole place, “Awesome! 6pm, Harry’s place. Don’t be late, or we’re eating without you!” I smiled and walked out Starbucks. I couldn’t believe I just agreed to that. 


It was 6:15, and I was just leaving for the party. I wasn’t sure what the dress code was, so I went with a nice pair of jeans, a pink boostier, and a pair of black wedges, with my hair nicely curled. I know Niall said to be there for 6, but I chose to be fashionably late. 

I knocked on the door, and Niall immediately answered, “You’re late.” 

“Hey, you’re lucky I’m even here.” I smirked back at him.
He let me in and shut the door behind me, “Well we already started eating.” 


He smirked, “I warned you.” I rolled my eyes at him, and he led the way to the living room. 

“Hey guys” I said with a semi-smile. “Hey Harry” I couldn’t hide the full-on smile I had on my face. 

“Elllaaaaaaa!” he yelled as he attacked me into a hug, and I lightly hugged back. 

“Look at you two. Everything good and fixed!” Liam beamed.

“No.” I said, plain and simple, “There is not one thing that is fixed between Harry and I. I came for Niall and for some drinks and pizza.” 

Harry’s face dropped and he nodded. I felt a little bad, but it was the truth. A friendly greeting and a hug wasn’t going to fix the fact that my supposed ‘best friend’ completely erased me out of his life.

Zayn came over and layed down across Liam, Niall and I, “We were just about to crack open the booze, you’re just in time.” 

I pushed him off, causing a thud as he hit the ground. “Oh save it for someone else you fucker and get me something to drink, and make it strong” I snapped, “I’m going to need it to get through this night.” I mumbled.

“Yes! Can’t wait to see the famous drunk Ella!” Louis scoffed and the boys all roared in agreement.

“She’s pretty entertaining” Harry smirked. 

Louis handed me a drink, “It’s vodka and lemonade.” He smirked.

“That sounds disgusting…” I laughed and took a sip, “Yep… definitely disgusting.” 
They all erupted with laughter, “That’s the point!” Zayn bellowed. 

The night passed on, and I have to admit: I was enjoying myself quite a bit. I could start to see that the little comments from Zayn and Louis was them just trying to break the ice- but they’re actually not that bad to be around. 

“Wasn’t someone else supposed to be here?” I asked, hoping that Liam’s girlfriend… Dana? Would be coming.

Liam shook his head, “No Danielle won’t be joining us.” Oh, Danielle- that’s her name. Whoops. 

“Oh. Okay…” 

“LET’S PLAY A GAME!!” Zayn shouted. 

This got Louis boucing up and down like a 5 year old on Christmas, “Truth or Daaareee!!!”

Fantastic. I hated this game.
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