My Best friend (Harry Styles fanfic)

My name is Maria Mela, and my best friend is Harry Styles. We look out for each other, and he always protects me from the bullies. There is just one problem, I love him. He is sweet, funny and caring, but he doesn't feel the same way. What happens when he starts dating the new girl, who doesn't care about his feelings, and he starts to push me away. How will I cope without my Hazza?


12. Living (My POV) (Harry's POV)

As soon as Harry had left me alone at his locker, I knew I couldn't take anymore of the day. I made up some lame excuse about being ill and needing to go home, before wrapping my jacket around me and walking home. I got under the covers and cried myself to sleep. I was a mess, a complete wreck, and I was unsure of what to do. I should of listened to Zayn, I should of just told Harry I knew he hadn't gone out with Alice, and that I was sorry for being jealous and shutting him out. I should have told him that I was in love with him, and then maybe he would have been holding me close and whispering sweet nothings to me. But it was too late for maybe's and should have's. The point was I didn't do all that, and now the one guy I loved, was out of my life, not knowing how I truly felt.


Harry's POV

I watched out of the window at the passing scenery. I was excited about the journey I was taking, but at the same time I wish Marry was with me, I wished that all the mess and stupid decisions that had been made didn't exist, and that my girl could be with me. But that wouldn't happen. I knew it wouldn't. I was pulled out of my thoughts by the car slowing down. I immediately recognized where we were. We were outside Marry's house.

"Wait a minute. Lou did you take a wrong turn? We are outside Maria's house. We need to be at The X Factor auditions in Manchester before 8am. What are you doing?"

"Came down mate, we'll be there. Zayn just wanted to post a letter to Maria before we go." Louis told me as Zayn got out the car. I watched as he ran up the drive, posted the letter and got back in the car. I carried on gazing at Marry's house until Louis drove off, knowing that would be the last time I would see her for a while.



I sat staring out of my bedroom window the following morning. I felt lonely and miserable. But what could I do Harry had already left and the chances of me seeing him again was remote.

"Maria! Come downstairs now! There's a letter for you." I heard my mum shout. I shot up out bed, puzzled, before running downstairs. Mum handed me the letter, and I stared at it curiously before heading back upstairs. I tore it open and read what it said:


Dear Maria,

I am so sorry that you and Harry didn't work out. I tried to make him see that you loved him before he left. But he didn't see the truth. I know he still loves you. I know deep down it's breaking his heart to leave you behind. He thinks he is doing the right thing for you and him. I know it may not seem like it now. But I have faith that all will work out. And I have faith that you and him will find each other again in time.

Be strong Maria.

Louis, Liam, Niall and myself have decided to go with Harry, and keep him in line . He is forcing us to make a group and enter The X Factor that way though.

Harry doesn't know about this letter, but I will try and send more and keep in contact if we progress.

Speak to you soon.

Zayn xoxo

I felt like breaking down at his words. I felt like I had been abandoned, but I felt happy and relieved that he had promised to keep in contact, at least that way I would have some sort of contact towards Harry.

I spent the next few months trying to get myself on track, but that proved to be easier said than done. Everyday I went to school I had to deal with Dan, and without Harry I was alone. I had no one. Zayn kept to his promise of keeping in touch, and eventually was allowed to tell me that him and the lads had progressed to Judge's houses, a fact that Harry was especially excited about. But Zayn also commented that he and the lads knew that there was a part of Harry missing, and they were convinced that, that part was me.

I watched as they went through Judge's houses. I watched as the stormed through each week of the live shows. And I watched Harry grow up, and change. In all fairness I was changing as well. I had cut my long, blonde hair really short and dyed it black. I wore dark make-up everyday, to hide the bruises and hurt that had taken over my life like a plague. I didn't tell my mum I was being bullied, I just let her believe that I was growing up. And I didn't tell Zayn what was happening, in fear that he would tell Harry. I couldn't let him take the blame. I was my fault that I was in this mess. But I had to keep living, I couldn't let me feelings for him destroy me anymore.


Harry's POV

I stared at my phone. I was just hours away from stepping onto The X Factor stage for the live finals, with my four best mates. I couldn't believe our luck. Within half a year, we had gone from 5 teenage lads, who enjoyed playing football together, to forming a group together. We were now known as ONE DIRECTION and we were in the final three. There was really a chance we could win this. But despite that I was scared. And I missed Maria. I hadn't tried calling her since I left. I was afraid. Afraid that I would find out she was happy. Afraid to hear she had a boyfriend, or that my place as just simply her friend had been filled in my absence. I couldn't deal with her rejection. I couldn't deal with it if she told me she didn't need me any more. Especially as I still needed her. But I had to keep living, for the sake of my future, and for the sake of my friends dreams.

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