Harry Styles Fanfic - Alex breaks up with Harry but Harry doesn't take it well. He doesn't want too lose her. He becomes obsessed with Alex and takes it too extremes.


49. Chapter Forty-Nine

"I can't believe you are acting like this Alex! She was our mother!"

Charlie bellowed at me, her tears now running down her cheeks.

"She might of been our mother, but she never acted like one"

"But still! She is dead Alex! Dead!"

"I know, no need to keep reminding me"

I looked down to the bottom of my bed, staring at my toes under the thin layer of blanket.

"What the fuck don't you understand about this Alex? Our mother is dead!"

She swerved into hysterics, sobbing uncontrollably.

"I know Charlie! Just fuck off!"

Her crying seemed to almost stop suddenly, mostly snivels.

"What the fuck did you just say to me?"

She inched closer towards me.

"Girls. I know you've both had a shock, and I am so sorry-"

"Stop fucking saying that!"

I snapped at Harry, who looked at me in perplexity.

"I am so fucking sick and tired of you all saying that!"

I ran my hands through my hair, noticing the thick reel of bandage wrapped round my forearm.

My fingers traced the white fabric, following the smudged red stains that led horizontally across my wrist.

The room was silent, all of them observing me discover the damage that I had done to my body.

A single tear rolled down my cheek and splashed onto the fabric. I gingerly looked up at them.

"C-Can I have some time alone please?"

Charlie huffed and snivelled before storming out of the door, her arms crossed across her chest.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay with you? I don't really think it's a good time for you to be alone"

I peered up at Harry who looked so innocent. His chiselled features illuminated by the single beam of light that crept through the window, the tall buildings blocking the rest of the radiance from being visible to us.

His hand shielded his vision from the glow that hit directly in his eyes as he peered at me, awaiting my answer.

My fingers kept repeatedly brushing over the fabric constricting my arm.

"No. I want to be left alone"

I kept my view away from him, carefully inspecting my entire arm. Niall kept silent as he intently stared at me, his eyelids hardly moving.

"Everyone's worried about you. Poppy and Zayn are here too"

Harry growled at the thought of the tanned boy's name.

I nodded, fiddling with my fingers.

"What about Liam?"

Harry bit down on his lip.

"Liam has some...business to deal with"

I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What business?"

Harry shook his head and smiled.

"Nothing to worry about love. Just rest then, yeah?"

He placed his large hand on my head, and gently ruffled my hair.

I was burning with curiosity as Harry stood to his feet.

"Love you"

He bent down and placed a soft kiss to my forehead before smiling and walking out. Niall sat staring at me still, his sea blue eyes surrounded by an irritated red.

His fingers now and then ran through his hair or massaged his temples. His burning orbs met mine. He shook his head slightly, his gaze not fully focused on me, more in a daydream staring at my face.


His voice was barely audible, my ears straining to hear the faint whisper.

"W-why what?"

I choked back on my dry throat, struggling to make a sound as the volume scratched it.

"Why would you hurt yourself?"

His eyes made contact with mine, water starting to brim. I sunk deeper into the plush pillow, trying to avoid his question.

"Alex, answer me"

Authority overtook his tone.

I pressed my eyes closed, supressing tears as waves of memories came flooding back.

"I-I don't want too"

A droplet squeezed past my defence and rolled down my cheek.

"Why? Why don't you want to tell me?"

He seemed hurt. Even though I couldn't see him, I know he was.

"Niall, please just leave it. I want to be alone"


I jumped as he raised his voice. Another tear leaked. He sighed.

"I'm sorry. Just tell me. I need too know"

"No you do-"

He cut me off by interjecting.

"It was Harry wasn't it?"

My eyes shot open at the amount of anger that was in his voice.

"N-no. It wasn't Harry"

The words escaped my mouth at an alarming speed, trying to defend the person who was part of the problem.

He let out a sigh.

"Well what was it then?"


I clutched my chest and hissed. I could feel it tightening.

"Al?...Al? You okay?"

Niall got too his feet and rushed over to me.

"Al? What's happening?"

His hands gripped onto mine, trying to pry them away from my aching chest.


I cried out in pain as I held my breath, trying to rid the awful pain.

"Calm down. You're stressing"

He lifted me forward by my head, supporting my back with his other hand. He rubbed it in circles.

Tears started to stream down my face as I drew in deep breaths.

"Alex d-do you want a nurse?"

Niall started to panic.

"Yes. Please"

I wheezed.

He jumped from the bed and ran out of the door.

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