Broken (Harry Styles FanFic)

Part of me wanted to walk up to her and wrap her in my arms because as much as I hated her for making me feel this way; I also hated watching her cry. But the other part of me, the part that was build up with rage and pain, just wanted to walk away from all of this and never turn back.
I wasn't sure what part I wanted to listen to, so I just took a deep breathe trying to control my anger and took a few steps towards her. I tried my best not to hold her in my arms and whispered, “sometimes broken things can't be fixed, Monica.


26. Chapter 25

Chapter 25


Keaton had been bugging me all day about a movie he wants to watch tonight and he wants me to go with him. I wasn't sure if I should have accepted or not, but with Harry creeping in my mind after the events from yesterday; I was desperate for distraction. So now I'm here pondering in whether I made the right decision to go out with him tonight. I don't want to give him the wrong impression by agreeing to this.

I was rummaging through my clothes trying to find an outfit that said 'we are two friends going to to watch a movie.' For some reason everything I would like to wear spoke out 'it's possible we can be more than friends.' I don't wanted to seem like I am trying when I am not.

Ugh. I groaned throwing the last item of clothing in my closet onto the ground. There was absolutely nothing to wear.

I heard the doorbell ring and u waited for my dad or Martha to open the door. I hoped that whoever was at the door was not Keaton. The doorbell rang once more and I made my way down the stairs. Hmm. No one is home.

"I'm coming," I yelled as the bell rang again.

I opened the door and found Bethany standing there holding a car seat with Scarlett giggling in it.

"Déjà Vu," I said and immediately began to panic. Oh no. I was not going to take care of her baby again.

"Relax Nicky," she said noticing my panic, "I am only here to visit you."

"Oh," I said confused and she walked past me and into my living room.

We sat in silence in the living room and I couldn't stop thinking about why she was here. She was playing with Scarlett's fingers and making her laugh. I watched as she lovingly and tenderly attended her child. I don't think I will ever be like her. I just do t have that motherly instinct.

"So," Beth said breaking the silence, "the reason I am here is because...I don't know how to say this, but are you and Harry you know together?"

What? Why is she asking me this?

"What? No. Why would you say that?"

She sighed then spoke, "Keaton checks the security footage every morning --"

"What!" OMG. Keaton saw Harry and I last night. My heart was pounding in my chest mostly because Keaton is the son of the owner of the cafe and I could lose my job. Not to mention that Keaton has feelings for me and the last thing I want to do is hurt him. He is so nice to me and I like him.

"Calm down Keaton didn't see anything. He asked me to check out the footage today because he was busy with who knows what with his dad. I saw the footage and deleted it."

My body immediately relaxes and I feel as I can breathe again. I look over at Beth and she is glaring down at me.

"Nicky what is going between Harry and you?" She asked her voice laced with concern.

"Nothing," I respond, "anymore."

"I love Harry," she sighs and my eyes widen.

She notices my tense posture and then corrects her self, "oh no not like that. I meant he is like family to me."

The way she spoke of him made me question their relationship. I don't remember Bethany telling me how Harry and her know each other.

"How long have you known Harry?" I asked.

She smiled and answered, "about two years now. We grew closer when Scarlet was born."

"Is Harry --" I wasn't sure if I should ask, but just seeing the way Harry took care of Scarlet the other day makes me wonder if he is the father.

"Oh! No! Ew no!" Bethany answers and I feel relieved.

"I'm sorry it's just...Harry is confusing," I sighed.

"I know," she sighed, "have I ever told you about Scarlet's father?"

I shake my head and she looks down at Scarlet.

"Matt and I met at school," she began to tell her story and I wonder what this had to do with Harry.

"Matt was Harry's best friend and Scarlet's father," she said answering my unspoken question.

"We were so happy together," she said smiling at the memory, "We just understood each other so well. I can be stubborn sometimes and a lot of people would get annoyed with me, but not him. He would put up with anything I did and I loved him for liking me for who I am. Heck I still love him," I watch as a lonely tear escapes her eyes.

"His parents hated me. They always just wanted him to get with a girl who was not American. I never understood that. Matt would always fight with his dad about me. His dad was so stubborn and wanted him to find someone else. He wanted him to even move out to Paris and work for his company that he owned. One night his father asked him to go to Paris with him for a business trip. Matt didn't want to go because I was sick and we had just found out I was pregnant. I asked him to go though," she paused almost as if she was hesitating to finish her story. I was about to talk, but just before I did she began to tell the rest of the story.

"I didn't want to give them another reason why they should hate me, so I asked him to go with him and he did. On their way back...some...someone um someone passed a red light and crashed into their cab. Matt was the one that was most effected by the accident," she said looking down at scarlet with sad eyes.

I was completely shocked by what she was telling me. I would have never thought that that was the reason why she never seemed to mention Scarlet's father.

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand then continued, "He has been in a coma ever since. His parents won't let me go into the hospital to see him and he hasn't even gotten the chance to formally meet his own daughter. They want nothing to do with Scarlet and I and since Matt is not well enough to defend us; Harry came into the picture. When Scarlet was born he promised that he would look after us. When Matt had is accident Harry was heart broken and filled with guilt. He just wished that he had more time with his friend and because of his career that is impossible. Then after he came back from LA it seemed like things were worst for him. He was lost and broken. He wasn't the same Harry anymore. I kept asking him what was wrong and why he was acting out like that, but he would just shrug it off and say nothing. Eventually he stopped babysitting Scarlet even though he is her godparent. He still helped me out financially every now and then, but he emotionally detached himself from Scarlet and I.

"Why?" I whispered.

She sighed then continued, "that's what I would ask myself too. It wasn't until the week or so after you and him disappeared out of the club that he came to my house and talked to me. He told me about Monica, by the way I'll kill her if I ever get the chance. Anyways now I know why he pushes everyone away. Thanks to you I'm guessing."

"Me? Why? I don't understand."

"You came into his life and all of a sudden he is back into Scarlet's life and taking her to the hospital to see her dad. He is talking to me about the way he feels and most of all he was trying to change."


"Harry is afraid that if he gets emotionally attached to anyone, then they will break him. You see when Matt had his accident and then Monica broke his heart all that just made him get emotionally detached to anyone. He is afraid that something bad will happen and he won't be able to take the pain that comes with losing someone he loves."

"What does that have to do with me?" I asked still a bit confused.

She sighed annoyed that I wasn't getting the point, "You make him feel again that is why he pushed you away and that is why he is back being the same broken Harry that that butch Monica created."

My heart was beating faster and I felt my palms start to sweat. Could this be true? Does Harry really have feelings for me?

I shook my head realizing how ridiculous that was. No. She was just making assumptions here. It's not possible.

"All I am saying is Harry is a nice guy. Don't let his actions fool you. He just makes decisions off of fear." She said and looked at her watch before saying, "well I better go it's getting late."

"Oh my god! What time is it?" I panicked as I glanced out the window and saw that it was now dark outside.

"7:30. Do you have somewhere to be or something?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yes! I mean no! I mean yes," I panicked. I wasn't sure if she should know that I am going out with Keaton tonight. I mean she might see it as a date and that is not what it is.

"Which is it Nicky?"

"Keaton and I are going out. He is picking me up in 30mins and I still don't know what to wear."

"You and Keaton? On a date?" She asked raising an eyebrow. This is exactly why I wasn't sure I wanted to tell her.

"It's not a date," I said.

"Ok well I better go," she said making her way towards the door, "just try not to almost have sex in the cafe with Harry again."

I nervously laughed and said, "it won't happen again. Trust me."

There was no way I was going to get near Harry anytime soon. He is just too complicated and makes my life complicated.

"Harry is a nice guy Nicky," she said as she stood by the door.

"Wish he showed me that side of him," I whispered to myself.

“He will,” she said and I bit my lip nervously.

She smiled and opened the door.

“Hey Bethy,” I called after her and she turned around, “What was in that flash drive that Harry took?”

I have been wondering about it ever since he picked up from the cafe. I can't blame myself I am just a very curious person.

Her eyes grew wide and she panicked looking nervous, “Why? Did you look at what was in it? Did Harry say something about it?”

I shook my head, “No I was just curious.”

She sighed in relief and said, “just remember what I told you. Harry is a nice guy and he was trying to change. I think you can help.”

I was just more confused than I was before. What the hell does that even mean? I just asked about a flash drive. What does that have to do with Harry and the fact that he was trying to change?

“Bye Nicky,” she waved and I closed the door behind me.




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