Life With One Direction

Isabelle tells her son Max about how she met his father. She starts telling the story to him but the dad is kept a mystery from you until the end so you can try guess who ends up the father and husband of this loving family! The story flashbacks to when she first met the boys, she does an interview and it all takes off from there! enjoy x

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48. The Hard Times

 

“No Harry… I’m not going”

A confused look came across Harry’s face “What do you mean?” He said letting out a small chuckle.

“You wanted to talk so we’re going to talk here” I said firmly

“um okay, mind if I come in?” He asked as he took a step inside but I stopped him by placing one of my hands against his chest causing him to step back

“What’s wrong love?”

“Harry” I said feeling a lump build in my throat “You know how much I love you right” I said causing him to nod his head slightly.

The tears began to build in my eyes “And I just couldn’t do this over the phone, it had to be face to face but I think-“

“You’re not saying what I think you’re saying right” He said and tears began to fall down my face “Isabella” He added looking for a reply

“I’m so sorry Harry but I just can’t do this anymore, I know this relationship had been hard on the both of us but it’s not just us its effecting now, it’s everyone around us, it’s our jobs”

“My Job?! Belles I don’t care about that-“ He started before I cut him off

“But you should Harry, you love your job and the only reason you haven’t been lately was because of me” I said wiping the tears away from my face

“I just think that we should take a break to sort this out and maybe talk about us another time. I need to prove to myself that I can stand on my own two feet without anyones help and I just want to see you happy again”

“But the two of us together make me happy, I am happy” He said although I could see the sadness growing in his glassy eyes

“You’re not happy Harry and it’s because of me, ever since New York you’ve pushed me away so please Harry, don’t make this any harder than this is” I said with full emotion causing me cry a lot harder, the breaths in between my tears becoming more hitched.

“Fine” He said looking down at his shoes so that his hair would cover his face as he wiped the tear away that was growing in his eyes “Just tell me you don’t love me anymore and I’ll leave, we can make this easier on the both of us if you honestly tell me you don’t love me anymore”

He looked up at me with his big emerald eyes, they were glassy because of the tears, looking me straight in the eyes while he asked me. I knew it would’ve been easier if I just lied to him and told him I didn’t love him but when I looked at him I could almost feel my heart being torn out. Harry had such a soft side to him, a very vulnerable side that I was lucky enough to be one of very few people to have witnessed it which made it hurt even more.

I just couldn’t take it anymore, quickly turning on my heels so that he couldn’t see the tears falling down my face and to hide away from the world o r at least my world, Harry. I ran into Zayn’s room because it was where I had left my handbag and luckily enough, a door with a with a lock. I stormed inside and locked the door behind me, falling down against the door until I was sitting on the floor. I tore off my necklace that Zayn had given me for ‘luck’ out of anger and threw it across the floor. I covered my face with my hands letting out small screams while crying.

“ISABELLA!” Zayn shouted as he quickly came out of his en-suite.

He picked me up from the floor and looked at me “Where’s Harry?”

And just as he asked Harry was on the other side of the door “ISABELLA, PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR” He yelled while banging against the door with his fist. It was such a shock to me because Harry wasn’t one to raise his voice either “Please, we need to talk”

“What the hell happened when I was in the bathroom?!” He said looking at me

“Remember when you said that you’d be my friend no matter what, and you’d always be there for me” I mumbled out and he nodded his head while Harry continued to bang on the door.

“Well that’s now, I need your keys, I need to get away from  here for a while, I need some space” He didn’t really hesitate, he walked over to the night stand next to the bed and picked up the set of keys before walking back over to me “You promise to text me”

“Promise” I said and he dropped the keys into my palm. I thanked him before picking up my bag and unlocking the door, Harry still begging for entrance on the other side of the door.

I opened the door to be met with Harry “Isabella, if you still love me then why are you doing this” He said following behind me as I walked through the apartment towards the front door.

“Me loving you has nothing to do with this Harry, You pushed me away and I still loved you” I said before really thinking about what I was saying, I felt his wrist wrap around mine to try and pull me back to him I brought it back to my side, slipping from his grip causing him to stop following me.

“Is this because of Mason” He called from the other side of the room causing me to stop “Harry ever since we got back from New York you having blaming everything on Mason. There is absolutely nothing going on between Mason and I but you were too stubborn to listen to me. You pushed me away because of stupid thought that you couldn’t shake out of your head”

At this point we were standing on opposite sides of the open hall way, tears in both of eyes as they were locked onto each others, neither of us knowing what to say or do at this point.

“I just think we need to take a brake Harry” I said softly but still enough for him to hear. His silence was almost a confirmation that it was the right thing to do so I left, without saying anything more.

I opened the door and began to leave before Harry called out to me “But you told me in New York that you were mine” causing me to stop “I thought I had you”

I turned around to see Harry slowly taking small steps towards me “You did Harry” I said before taking a deep breath “But now you’ve lost me”

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