Truly, Madly Deeply

'I hate you Harry Styles...'

2 years after finishing school and being tormented by Harry Styles, Ellie Laker finally gets accepted into a presigious performing arts academy in London. This was everything she had ever wanted, but she knows that it is probably too good to last...


23. Threats

Ellie's P.O.V

I hopped along the corridor, hearing the laughter and chatter through the walls. I smiled. It felt good to be back again. I stopped at a window, looking out at the darkness, dotted with stars. Being back for only a couple of hours had made me feel so much more alive, more human. Being stuck in the hospital certainly had it's toll on me and my skin colour had lost a few shades of colour.

The doctor had told me I needed to go back again for a few checkups, and also in a couple of weeks to get the cast removed, which would be in time for the play. I could still play Lucy, disability free. I looked behind me. I hadn't seen Harry since he left me when he dropped me off. The teachers had whisked him off for some meeting of some sort, and I actually hadn't been this long without him for several days. And I found myself missing him.

It scared me to think that I actually had really strong feelings for him. He had my heart. I guess he always did, even through the times when I hated him, there was a tiny part of me, that still loved him.

A pair of arms wrapped themselves around my waist. I smiled and turned around. He was here.

With the sound of a whip, a hand flew across my face. I stumbled and lost my balance, hitting the floor. I felt a sharp pain in my wrist, but my leg seemed to still be in one piece. I looked up. Hallie stood there, once again in clothes that covered mostly nothing.

'Bitch. Harry was mine. You don't deserve him you filthy little whore. You deserve what you got, it was just unlucky that car didn't kill you.'

My mouth fell open at these words. I started to get up off the floor, but one of Hallie's five inch heels held me down.

'No, you're staying here and listening to this you little whore. You better keep your filthy hands off him. Or else.'

'Or else what?'

She stared at me incredulously. 'You are not in any position right now to be threating me. I know a lot of people that will make your life hell. If you don't break up with him, I'm going to find an unnecissarily mean way to do it. So you get him to dump you, or I will.'

And with that, she stalked off, her heels echoing loudly around the now quiet corridor. I slowly got up and flinched as my wrist protested with the movement. I stared off angrily at the space that held Hallie's presence a few seconds ago. I picked up my crutches that had fallen to the floor with me, and started to hobble back to my room, having had enough of my evening stroll.


I heard his voice as soon as I unlocked the door. It made me want to just crawl into a ball and cry, but I couldn't, I couldn't show that she'd gotten to me.

I forced a smile onto my face. 'Hey Haz!'

He walked over to me, his lips formed into a grin. He wrapped his arms around me and I breathed in his comforting scent. I clutched him closer to me, willing him to protect me, protect me against the threats. He seemed surprised by my actions but pleased, as he held me tighter.

As we broke apart, Harry's face seemed to be lightly dusted in a shade of pink. I slowly ran my hand down his cheek and smied at him. He was perfect. But Hallie's threats were still in the back of my mind.

'Are you ok Ellie?' He asked hesitantly as I stared blankly at the ceiling.

'What? Yeah I'm fine.' I laughed nervously, which didn't really help my argument. 'It's nothing, I'm just tired.'

He slowly nodded, and I could tell he didn't believe me. His eyes suddenly fell on my wrist. 'Ellie! What happened to your wrist, it's all red and swollen!'

'Oh, it's nothing,' and I attempted to hide it behind my back, but his muscles were not match for my tiny arms. He observed it with increasingly narrow eyes.

'It's nothing Haz, I just tripped, you know how I am.'

'Tripped?' He asked, unconvinced.

'Mmhmm,' I nodded. 'Well I'm gonna go to bed, you know, tired.' I could feel his eyes following me to our room and I felt the guilt coarsing through me. I didn't know why I didn't tell him the truth. I guess I just didn't want him to worry.

Harry's P.O.V

She didn't trip. I know her. I've known her since primary school, and I can tell when she's lying. The way she stares at the ceiling, and her feet start to shuffle. And she bites her lip, which kind of turns me on, but it is also a really obvious sign that she is lying.

Why would she lie to me? Does she still not trust me? The thoughts revolved around in my head. I don't know why I was getting worked up over something so small. I ran my hand through my curls. The only way to resolve this was to talk to her.

I quietly knocked on the door, and opened it a fraction to let myself in. Ellie lay curled up in a fetus position, looking so small compared to the bed. I smiled at her, my love for her heightening. I crawled under the covers and waited a few minutes, just lying, listening to the sound of her breathing.

'Hey El?'

A few seconds past with no answer.

'Look I know you're awake. Don't need to pretend.'

More seconds past. Then minutes. I was just about to leave before she spoke.

'No. Don't go Haz.' She nearly pleaded.

'Well if you want me to stay, can you tell me the truth? I know you didn't trip.'

'I...I can't tell you. You'll get mad.' She mumbled.

'I promise you I won't get mad.'

She shook her head still. 'I can't.' She paused. 'Maybe I can tell you tomorrow?' She whispered.

'I'd like that.' I whispered back. I guess I just really wanted to know, because I have a fear of girlfriends cheating. A few of my ex's cheated on me, and it made me feel worthless. But if Ellie did it to me I'd be torn, literally.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, and she seemed to flinch, before relaxing into me. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips to her hair. And we fell asleep.


Ellie's P.O.V

The next morning I woke up, to find Harry gone, the space where he was lying had gone cold. I slowly got up off the bed. My feet dragging behind me, I knew I had enough time this morning to tell Harry the truth.

'Harry?' I looked through the kitchen, and roamed the house, and then I found him. Curled up in an armchair, his knees pressed up against his chest. He was staring out the window, and he didn't seem to notice me walk in. His arm muscles were tightened, as they were wrapped around his knees.

'Harry?' He jumped, and looked briefly startled.

'El, you're up! Uh, it's kind of early, you sure you don't want to go back to sleep?'

'The bed was cold without you..' I trailed off. 'I was just going to come out and tell you about the marks on my wrist.'

He sat up straighter and stared at me. I found his stare unsettling, like he was analysing me, searching through my brain. I broke off our eye contact and I sat on the floor next to him. He shuffled on the arm chair, making space for me to sit, but I just shook my head, gesturing that I was comfortable where I was.

'So, the truth is..I guess I didn't trip. I was walking back to our room when.. Hallie found me.'

His eyes darkened and his jaw seemed to clench. 'What did she do to you?'

'Nothing Haz, she just.. accidentally hit me.'

I couldn't do it. I couldn't tell him the whole truth. I don't know why I was protecting her. After what she'd done to me, it would have been normal to retaliate, but it felt wrong.

'She accidentally hit you?' He questioned.

'Yes. And please don't make a big scene. It was an accident.' 

He stared at me, and suddenly his arm was moving forward to me. He gently touched my chin and lifted it up. He brought his head closer and brought his lips to mine.

'What was that for?' I asked him.

'I wanted to.' He told me with a smile. 'And.. also because I thought you obtained your injury, because I thought you were cheating on me.' 

I was shocked. 'How would I have gotten a wrist injury if I was cheating on you... which I'm not by the way.' I poked him playfully as I spoke.

He just shrugged, his curls bouncing. 'I don't's you Ellie, you could injure yourself during a pillow fight.'

I hit him, with a smile on my face. 'Well, I'm not cheating on you Haz.'

'I know that now.'


I hopped into acting class, and people came crowding around me, asking me how I felt and if it hurt. I started to answer, but Hallie suddenly appeared. Nudging people out of her way, she pulled me by the wrist, which was still tender from the previous day.

I winced as she brought me over to a dark corner.

'Broken up with him yet?' She hissed.

I just continued to stare at her. She grabbed at my wrist violently which caused me to suck in breath with pain.

'I asked you a question.' Her eyes narrowed.

'Look, Hallie.' I began. 'We are happy. Just because you may be a little insecure don't take it out on the rest of us. I'm not breaking up with him, the person I think truly makes me happy, just because of some jealous wannabe. So don't threaten me, or him, ever again.'

I started to hobble away, but I got pulled by my hair, to face her again.

'Fine.' She whispered. She was so close I could smell wisps of the sickeningly smeet perfume she had on. 'But just remember, you picked this for yourself. I have all sorts of information about Harry that you wouldn't want to know, but you will now, all in good time.'

She walked away, leaving me alone with my thoughts.


'Ed? Jarrod? What happened?'

'I can't believe you would do that.' Harry quietly said to me.

'I'm...sorry...' I told him. 'I was hurt. You being out with all those girls again...I love... I love you Ed, and I couldn't deal with it.

Harry feigned surprise. 'Wh..What?'

 'I'm so sorry..'

'Lucy, I have always loved you. I am so sorry for what I did to you, if I could take it back I could. I was just trying to get over you.'

'I love you too...'

I looked up at Harry and with a smile, our lips met. It wasn't a stage kiss. It wasn't acting. It was real. We broke apart, and the class started to clap, although Callum and Hallie both deliberately started to stare at the floor.

'That was amazing!' Ms Schour clapped. 'The chemistry is brillant you two!' She smiled at us, and Harry's hand gave mine a reassuring squeeze. 'I think we are nearly all ready to perform this. A few dress rehearsals and it will be amazing, so thankyou class, and I will see you next lesson.'

I started to pack up my things, and I started to wait for Harry, but he got pulled up by Ms Schour. I looked at my watch, my next class was all the way across the school, and I couldn't be late. I gestured to Harry to come, but he just signalled for me to go. I nodded and waved at him as I left the room, bag over my shoulder.

I had walked halfway down the stairs before I realised I had left my phone back in the room. I ran back through the hallway, but stopped at the door as I heard voices.

'Don't tell her, please Hallie.' I froze as Harry's voice came drifting through the open door.

'Harry..' There was a pause, and I was scared of what was happening in there. 'I have to tell her. She has been so mean to me, ever since she started and, well, I have something to get back at her.'

'Don't tell her..' His voice was becoming desperate.

'You know what I want. If you give it to me, I won't tell her.' Her voice was smooth, but it burned with malice.

'But...' There was a silence. 'Fine.' He sounded defeated. 'Meet me in two days, at 12pm in my room. Ellie will be away at a checkup for her leg, I'll be alone.'

My heart had left my body. I didn't know what was happening. Suddenly I heard footsteps. I quickly flattened myself behind the door, out of sight, and I saw Harry come out, curls distraught, as if someone had recently run their hands through them.

I leant my head against the wall, and closed my eyes, trying to come up with another explanation for what I had just heard.



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