It's Gotta Be You

Five years ago Abby got her heart crushed by Harry Styles and now he's back and he's after one thing, her heart. Will their love stand the test of time of will former lovers, and most importaintly their past keep them from eachother? You can't have everything you eant, but will they both get what they want most, love or will it be ripped from them forever? Only time will tell, read to find out.


42. Skyfall

Chapter 42 Skyfall

*Harry’s Point of View*

        I fell and fell for what seemed to be forever until I hit the ground it was cold and black much like my surroundings, I felt lost and empty, it was cold and hollow now, all videos and photos stopped as soon as I hit the ground, now it was like an echoing tunnel, a never ending tunnel with no light and no way out. Then out of the blue I heard a voice it sounded sad and desperate, it tugged at my heart I felt my body moving down the tunnel the voice got louder and louder, I can hear it clearly now but something isn’t letting me reach it. I made out what the voice was saying.

        “I love you so much I wish you were here to say it back to me- you have no idea how much I love you, it’s like every time you look at me I fall deeper and deeper for you, it kills me that I can’t kiss you and feel your arms wrap around me, I miss sharing my flat with you I miss our late night conversations, I miss our stupid little fights, I miss everything about us- about you,” the voice sighed, “Well I have to go back to the studio, I miss you so much,” and the voice disappeared and I was left back in the darkness all by myself until I hear another voice echoing through the tunnel,

        “Harry please wake up you don’t know how much it’s hurting all of us, it’s killing Abby, she can’t stop beating herself up about what happened to you, she hasn’t stopped blaming herself for putting you back into her life and putting you into these situations. Abby’s blaming herself for being so weak and falling in love with you all over again, please wake up she’s been depressed and gloomy for months now, it’s almost valentine’s day, please do this for her. The doctor said that you might not wake up but can you please try for her? The doctor also said that you may not remember anything but please Abby loves you so much please just let her see your eyes and see you up and about even if you don’t know her,” Who is Abby? What’s happening? Apparently I love this girl but I don’t know her I can’t remember her, I don’t get it why is she so important? What was it about the first voice that had drawn me to it? I want answers I want to know what this is all about I want out…

*Abby’s Point of View*

        I’ve basically been living at the hospital for the past four months; after I was discharged I remained at Harry’s side praying that he would be ok, that he would wake up and that I would be able to say those three words to him again, so I can see his beautiful green eyes of his, to hug him, hold his hand and kiss him to show him how much I love him. I sat down at the side of his bed once again, day number one hundred thirty four, I’ve been at his side for four months and fourteen days. I miss him so badly; he’s my everything, my missing puzzle piece, my other half. I began singing our song the one we wrote together.

        “Am I asleep, am I awake or somewhere in between? I can’t believe that you are here and lying next to me, or did I dream that we were perfectly entwined like branches on a tree or twigs caught on a vine…” my voice trailed off and the tears resurfaced, and for what seemed like the millionth time in these past few months I placed my head in my hands and began to cry, I’ve been doing that a lot lately, it’s all I can seem to do, it kills me knowing that I can’t do anything to help Harry all I can do is watch him lie there with machines and monitors hooked up to him making him look half dead and all I can do is watch.

        *Andrew’s Point of View*

Why isn’t Curly dead yet? I know I hit him hard enough to kill him, I can’t believe they found him it’s all Abby’s fault, she just had to request him, what does she even see in that? I punched my fist into the wall making another hole in it, then I downed another shot, and another and another, as I went to go pour myself another I saw that the bottle was empty seeing this I got angry and threw the bottle to the ground with the others that lay littering the hardwood floor of my flat. I went to the liquor cabinet and saw that it too was empty, binding rage filled me, I grabbed the first thing I saw which were my plates and threw them against a wall sending the little pieces of china crashing to the floor in a billion pieces feeling satisfied I picked up the glasses and threw them against another wall, and then something came over me, something hit me and my vision became blurry as I felt myself losing conciseness and then I fell to the ground into pitchblack darkness.

Authors Note********************************************************

Sorry for the late update! I've had so many projects being piled up on me! but they're done now and I got some time to write so here are your questions for a shout out!

1) Where frrom Canada do you think I'm from?

2) Where are you from?

3) Based on this information what do you think about my boyfriend? He's always holding my hand, he always eats lunch with me, he complements me, he hugs me a lot, before we started dating he called me cute, smart and funny, he smiles when I kiss his cheek and he's never afraid to show me off to his friends

Good Luck!


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