Wanna Be Loved

Okay, not great at these so here you go. My name is Haley. My life isn't perfect, its very far from it. But when I meet 1/5 of One Direction it gets pretty close to it. (Harry Styles fan fiction)


9. pain

     We get to the airport a little while later. He comes and opens my door and I get out then he shuts it. He grabs my hand and kisses me on the cheek and then gets his luggage and we walk inside. We are met there by the other boys and their girlfriends. Lacey was there for Niall, yes, that does mean that them two are dating now. The only time in history all of the boys are happily in a relationship. I hug each of them and tell them goodbye and that I love them (as brothers of course). Then I go to Harry. I start tearing up and he wraps me in his arms. "Don't cry. This is hard for me to, baby I can't leave you crying." He rubs my back and I say," I know, I'm sorry." "I love you." he says and pulls away then kisses me. " I love you to," I look up and him and grab his hands, "I'm gonna miss you, call me when you get there." He nods his head then kisses me again. After a few minutes a man calls over the speakers, "Now Boarding plane heading the the UK." "I love you." I say really quickly and wrap him in my last hug for four months. "I love you too baby." he says and kisses me then walks to the doors that take them to the plane. He turns around one last time and waves at me, and I wave back. Then he walks away, and I just watch him go. Danielle, Perrie, Eleanor, and Lacey walk up to me and I start crying. We group hug and I ask," Why's it so hard to see him go?" "I know how you feel, we have been through it so much. It gets better, I promise." Danielle replies and we see a flash. We turn around to see a man with a camera, he just got a picture of us. 

-Harry's POV-

     We get on the plane and I sit beside Louis. He was my best friend, a while ago people started calling us gay because we were so close. "Is it always this hard, leaving her?" I ask him when everyone finally gets settled on the plane. "Yea, it will be okay tho. You'll see her in a couple of months." He says nodding.

-Haley's POV-

    I woke up to my alarm clock, another lonely day. Its been three months since Harry left to go on tour. We text constantly and he calls me every night. I hop in the shower, get out, blow dry my hair, and throw it up in a messy bun on the top of my head. I put on my make up and wore black skinny jeans and a white tank top, with Harry's Jack Wills hoodie that he left me. I have been getting hated on by girls at school for dating Harry. I try my best not to care what they say about me, but its hard. The picture the man took of us the day the boys left was on the internet the next day and Harry called me the minute he saw it. I got my bag, books, and keys and walked down stairs, said goodbye to my mom and got in my car. 

   When I got to school I walked through the usual mixture of jocks trying to trip me and girls saying random crap trying to make me mad. I got my books from my locker and went to class. The teacher was rambling on and on about who knows what and I was drawling on my notebook. Then I got a text from Harry,

Harry: Good Morning, love, hows school going? xxHarry

Me: Morning, and it sucks. I miss you! -Haley Styles<3

Harry: I know, sorry. I love you. I'll call you later, have to go to rehearsals. xxHarry

Me: I love you! -Haley Styles<3

     At three o'clock the bell rang and I got my books and started walking outside. Someone bumped into me and I dropped my books. I bent down and picked them up. When I stood up there were a bunch of girls standing around me. The all start saying things about me and I ignore it and keep on walking until I hear the words," Your daddy didn't even love you, If your own father couldn't love you how could Harry?"  That was it. That did it. I jumped in my car and through my tears dialed Harry's number. He answered,"Hey love. How are you." I interrupted," I can't do this anymore Harry." "Wait what? Are you crying? Whats wrong?" "The hate Harry, I can't-" I stopped talking, I couldn't hold back the tears. "Haley. Don't listen to it, okay? I love you that's all that matters!" he yells into the phone. "I know, I'm sorry. I loved you to." I hang up the phone. 

     I got home and got in the elevator. I wen't straight to my room and locked the door. I laid on my bed and screamed as loudly as I could into my pillow. I hated this. I hated them, why did that have to ruin this? Could Harry not be happy? Could I not be happy? I stood up and walked to my closet. I went to my old gymnastics bag, the place I hid my last cigarettes. I took one and got my lighter, and lit it. I sat down on the floor, the cigarette to my lips. After a few minutes I got up and ran into my bathroom, grabbing my razor to do something I hadn't done in months. I threw the cigarette in the sink, putting it out. Then got the razor and placed it to my skin. When the blades hit my wrist, the pain, it was unbearable. I turned the water on as hot as it could get and placed my arm under the faucet, making the pain worse. That was when everything went black. 


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