One direction fanfic

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77. Harry styles ( Jackie )

You sat there, staring at the blank wall in front of you. You couldn’t swallow the fact it was over. It’s been over 6 months, but you’re still glued to him. You fought so hard to swallow the tears that would always attempt to sneak out. You and Harry were that couple everyone loved. You were that girl, the ‘lucky’ one. You both had a relationship made for a fairytale, yet, it didn’t include the fairytale ending. No happily ever after. Just empty nights spent lying on his side of the bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to find the courage to move on. But six months later, here you were. You never really understood what happened. You just drifted apart while he was away. You fought constantly, and it went downhill. You lost the trust, the spark, most importantly, you both lost the love you had for each other. You swallowed the lump in your throat that was slowly forming when your phone started vibrating on the bedside table beside you. You didn’t want to answer so you let it go on. It stopped. You checked the clock on the table - 3:26 am. You were always up this late, fighting for peace with your thoughts. But who would call you at this time? You shook the thought off, when your phone vibrated once again. You decided to pick it up, to give this low life a piece of your mind. Your heart stopped when you saw the name on the screen…. Harry. You thought you had deleted his number..? You hesitated, your heart beating so loud. You were shaking and your hands were so sweaty. You don’t know why you did it, maybe it was your heart begging you to, but you clicked answer. “Hello?” Your voice trembled and you wanted to slap yourself for sounding so fragile. The other end was quiet. Too quiet. But you heard someone inhale, and you knew they hadn’t hung up. You were both silent. Jackie .” There it was. The butterflies, the chills down your spine. You could never resist the feelings you would get when he spoke your name. But this time, it wasn’t the same. You couldn’t help but realize that this time it was different. This time, he didn’t love you. He was probably drunk, and accidentally butt-dialed you. He was probably in a serious relationship right now. Why should you get so worked up? You didn’t matter anymore. But then you heard it. It was humble and quiet, but it was there. You’d only heard him cry once in your whole life, and it was heartbreaking. And even though you couldn’t see him, you heard him, through the silence. “Harry.” You whispered, fighting the tears that were on the verge of spilling. “I miss you Jackie … I miss you.” You didn’t know what to say. “I haven’t been the same. I was stupid Jackie , for letting you go. I need you back. I need you. I can’t function.” You bit your tongue. You couldn’t fall for this. “You’re drunk Harry. Goodnight.” You were about ready to hang up. “I’m not.” Your jaw clenched. “I’m really not. I stayed in while the lads went out. I don’t drink anymore. I stopped. I just sit and stare at the ceiling and find reasons to give you a call. But there was never a reason that was worthy enough. I need you back.” You didn’t know what to say. You didn’t want to let him see the weak you, but you couldn’t fight it. You felt the tears silently pour down your cheeks, endless amount of tears. You silently sobbed. “Don’t cry. I didn’t mean to make you cry -I-I shouldn’t have called, I’m sor-” You cut him off. “Harry, I’m still in love with you….”
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