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?


14. My Heart part 2 (Harry's POV)

Harry's POV

"Maria?" My voice came out shaky and unsure as I tried to hold back my tears.

"Yes." She replied assertively, her dark mascara rimmed eyes scanning me as she spoke.

At that point my heart broke. I let out a short, sharp sob, before throwing the flowers to the floor and wrapping my arms around her as I continued to sob. She didn't hug back, but that didn't matter to me. I was just glad to be holding her.

"Maria, I missed you so much." I know I was sounding like a girl, but I needed to make her see that I still needed her, even if she didn't care about me.

"Um...I'm sorry but do I know you?"

I pulled back shocked at her words, as more tears cascaded down my cheeks.

"Maria? It's me. It's Harry. Hazza." I tried to smile but my face dropped again when my words weren't making an impact on her. I fell to the ground, the weight of my feelings crumbling me. "No. N. No. You can't have forgot me. You were my best friend. The one person that I cared about more than anything else. We shared so much. Marry please. Please don't forget me."

I hugged my knees as my sobs continued to flow. My heart was breaking.

"No one has ever called me Marry. Except one." I looked up at her. "Oh god. No this can't be happening. I spent so long trying to forget you." She started to sob, so I shot up, and held her.

"Why do you want to forget me?" I questioned as I rubbed her back.

"Because. You hurt me. Broke my heart. Trampled on it. And then left me. I hated you."

I looked down. "I hate myself too. I didn't want to leave you. But I felt staying around you was hurting you more. I thought leaving would be best for us both. But I was breaking everyday I wasn't near you. I loved you and I still do."

Marry looked up at me. "Please. Can you go? I've made a life for myself. I've re-built my world. I don't want you to mess it up."

"Marry..." My heart literally shattered at her words. "Please. I love..."

"Don't you dare say you love me."  She screeched, pushing me back. She looked down at her feet, before meeting my eyes again. "Zayn and the boys have been keeping in touch with me. I know about your womanizing ways. I know you don't really care about me. So just go leave me only and if I never see your face again it will be too soon."

I was shocked. "Marry...Please I can explain..." But I was cut off by her slamming the door in my face.

I knew I was a mess. I know I shouldn't have done what I did. I knew the boys were keeping contact with her. Zayn told me the week after we had be told we had got through to the live finals. And he would let me read the letters from her on my own. I had actually wrote letters back to her, but I never had the courage to post them. I knew I shouldn't have flirted with every woman I saw but I was trying to get my mind off her. I was trying to not hurt anymore, knowing that she won't have anything to do with me. But I couldn't forget about her. She was the first girl I loved. And she would always be in my heart.

I looked down at the forget flowers, that I had dropped earlier, and picked them up. All I wanted was my old friend back. The one that would be there for my no matter what. I instantly regretted my feelings. If I had better control over them then she would still be my girl. I ran away from her house as fast as I could, chucking the flowers in a nearby bin. She didn't want to see me again. And it was out of love that I was going to make this wish real.


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