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.


63. Chapter Sixty-Three

Harry walked into the bedroom where I was quietly sobbing to myself.

"Alex c'mon now"

Harry cooed as I sobbed into his chest. He slightly tugged my waist pulling me down onto the bed.

"Baby shhhhh its fine"

He whispered softly rocking from side to side.

"It's not"

I cried. It didn't even sound like that. Just muffles and sobs escaped my mouth as I tried to talk.

"You're just stressing yourself out now. Calm down and we'll go back downstairs. The boys are worried about you"

He pressed his lips against my head as he spoke and placed a soft kiss on it when he finished talking.

I snivelled even more as I tried to stop crying. With more sympathy from Harry I eventually calmed down and composed myself to go back down. It was kind of difficult now, with them knowing. I wanted to keep my secret, my secret.

Harry held one hand out for me to hold onto and opened the door with the other. I gracefully grabbed onto it and he led me down the stairs.

I was confronted by the boys and Harry gently squeezed my hand for reassurance.


I avoided eye contact and quickly walked over to my previous seat. Their eyes locked with me, trying to look at my distinguished features. I sighed as Harry took a seat next to me and lifted me onto his lap.

"Look. I-"

A knock on the door saved me from explaining myself.

"I'll get it"

Zayn stood up and walked to the door. A high pitched squeal and a deep chuckling echoed through the hallway. Eleanor burst through the door and literally threw herself on Louis. He wrapped his arms around her and they both mumbled loving things to each other. I felt Harry hold onto me tighter, either because he wanted to show them that we also have what they have together, or that he simply just wanted to hug me tighter.

Zayn walked through the door with three large Gucci bags and dropped them to the floor.

"What the fuck have you got in there?!"

He laughed wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead.

"Just some necessities"

She winked in reply before starting to suck Louis' face off.

Harry left a lingering kiss to my temple before slowly trailing down my neck. I didn't reciprocate the action as I had a feeling he was just using me to show off in front of the boys.

"I'm gonna' go get a drink"

I pushed myself away from Harry. His clingy actions were getting to overpowering. As I passed the coffee table, something caught my eye.


There I was, sprawled out gloriously across the front page of the magazine.

The paparazzi had caught me at the wrong time. They had taken a shot when Harry was carrying me to the car at the funeral. My top had rose over my stomach and I had made no attempt to pull it back down.

I cursed under my breath and picked up the book of glossy pages. I flipped to page 46 where the full story was written.

"Harry Styles' girlfriend of 1 year, Alex Patterson, has been allegedly starving herself.."

I scoffed. Two pictures were placed next to each other. One of me before and one of me after. Fuck. In a matter of a few months I have changed drastically. My stomach has become more bones rather than fat, my face also and my legs look about the size of a twig. It's unknown to me how Harry has been so oblivious to my drastic weight drop.

I picked up the magazine and carried it through to the kitchen with me. I grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and walked back into the living room where everybody was having a full on convocation. I decided not to interrupt and sit on the separate chair opposite Zayn.

I pulled my legs up and read more of the article about myself. The article included a doctors opinion.

"Alex has visibly dropped numerous sizes in the matter of months. This is no ordinary diet, this is a serious problem that needs addressing.."

And also a mothers opinion.

"My daughter is a massive fan of One Direction, and I don't want her wanting to be like her favourite band member's girlfriend and starving herself! Kids look up to people like her for inspiration, not for tips on how to look like the walking dead"

A tear rolled down my cheek. This was actually painful to read. I wiped it away and sniffed away the rest.

"Alex?..You going to answer me?.."

I peered up at Eleanor who was asking the question, and at everybody else who was staring at me intensely.


I faked a smile with a trembling voice.

"What's wrong?"

She stood up and walked over to me and squeezed next to me in the medium sized chair. She grabbed the magazine with a dropped mouth. She leaned in close to my ear and whispered.

"Does he know?"

I nodded.

"All of them do"

She looked over at them who were all staring back, not knowing whether to ask questions or not. Louis furrowed his eyebrows towards her and she held up the magazine as a response.

All of the boys facial expressions turned sad.

"I'm sorry"

I burst out crying and Eleanor was quick to comfort me with a hug.

"Shhh. It's okay"

She slightly rocked me from side to side.

I felt hands wrap around my ribs and I was being lifted through the air. As soon as I landed on his hip I wrapped my legs around him and buried my nose into the side of his neck.

"Come on we'll go and fatten you up"

He started walking to the kitchen and a sudden wave of sickness came over me.

"Harry. I think im going to be sick"

He stopped and I lifted my head to see his.

"You sure?"

I nodded my head and spit started to fill my mouth.


Big gushes of puke splashed onto the floor behind him as my body wouldn't stop. My body kept lurching into his as he held my hair back and tried to keep me lifted up as I was spewing over his back.

"Fuck. Niall! Get in here!"

My head and eyes started to get heavy and I started to close them. Harry must've felt it because he tried to keep me awake.

"Babe. Alex. Wake up. Come on. Stay with me"

He was still shaking me and holding my hair back while I was still throwing up. This wasn't right.

Niall rushed in and after cursing a lot, took me from Harry. Harry kept hold of my head while Niall placed me on the floor sideways.

Harrys hands kept my head still to the side so I wouldn't choke on my vomit while Niall kept rubbing my back. Small amounts of vomit came out of my mouth about every 20 seconds.

This was definitely not right.

I could vaguely hear people call my name and more hands placed on my body before I completely blacked out.


Heyyyyy! sorry it's taken me ages, but ive been away for a couple of days and shizz with no internet! - its hard but i survived. And also, the next couple chapters are going to be the last. thanks for reading, love you all! ~Katie x

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