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.


33. Chapter 32

Chapter 32


Harry's POV

Nico was sleeping in one of the extra rooms I have since we were up all night talking and discussing what we were going to do about this new arrangement. We both agreed that she would be dating both Keaton and I since they aren't anything official. I mean she is allowed to date two guys at the same time. It's not like she is married to anyone. At first she wasn't to thrilled about dating both of us at the same time, but I can be very convincing.

I was fighting back the urge of wanting to walk over there and sneak into her bed. It feels weird to be in this big condo all by myself sometimes. Having her here only a couple feet away was felt nice like I could finally share all of this with someone. After talking to her a couple of hours ago about how this new arrangement we came up with; I asked her to stay the night since it was too late for her to go home. She was hesitant at first but I managed to convince her. I was her to feel comfortable around me and I her to be blue to trust me just how I feel comfortable and trust her. Do I trust her? She is the only girl since Monica that have been able to trust and that scares me. The last time I trusted someone I ended up hurt and broken. I don't think I can take any more hits. That's the good thing about Nico though with her; I feel like those broken pieces can be put back together. Yes the pain is still there, but at least she can stop the bleeding. She is like a band aid. It's there to stop the bleeding and hold me together, but doesn't stop the pain I feel. But still I feel that with Nico I will learn to be the me a use to be.
There was a knock on my door and I quickly sat up from my bed knowing that that was her.
"Harry?" She called and I had to shake my head to make sure I was listening correctly. Was that really her here outside my door?
"Harry? Are you awake? Can I come in? The other room is kinda big and cold."
The sound of her voice was so wonderful that it had me smiling like a little kid. I quickly stood up from my bed and made my way towards the door. I opened it only to find her standing in from of me with her blonde hair messily falling down her shoulders. She was wearing my black t shirt since she had nothing to sleep in. I raked my eyes down her body and realized she was wearing nothing but my t shirt. I could see the way the t shirt clung onto her body and her nipples were clear evidence that she wasn't wearing a bra. I could feel myself loosing control. She just looked absolutely stunning and exotic. Maybe I was just a hormonal raging guy. I didn't care right now all I could think about was her and how badly I wanted her. She takes over my mind and body every time I am near her. I don't understand this feeling and as much as I like it; it scares me.
"Sorry to wake you up but that room is too big and I feel alone," her voice broke me from this trance.
"Um, it's fine I couldn't sleep. Do you want to come in?" I asked running a nervous hand through my hair.
She nodded and I stepped to the side to let her into my room. I couldn't stop staring at her butt and the way it moved when she walked. The T shirt she wore was long enough to cover half of it revealing a little more with every step she took. She hopped into my bed and slipped herself into the covers. I stood at the door way looking like a scared idiot. I wasn't sure if I would be able to control myself around her and I want to be able to do this right. I want to be the guy she needs because she deserves a man who is not broken like I am.
"Are you going to sleep standing up there by the door?" She asked displaying a playful smile across her face.
I shook my head and slowly made my way towards the bed. I slipped into the covers next to her and tried my best not to make any sort of contact with her. She smiled then laid down shifting her body so that her back was facing me.
"Goodnight Harry," she whispered.
I sighed, "Goodnight Nico.”

Nico's POV

I woke up to the soft snoring that came from Harry. I came here last night thinking maybe he would cuddle with me or maybe even more, but he was very respectful and kept his distance from me. I know he said he was going to try and be a better man with me, but I hope that doesn't mean he won't touch me. I liked the sex with him. I couldn't deny that being with him and being touched by him was something I enjoyed. I do want him to try and be better with me. I do want more than just sex, but that doesn't mean I don't want sex.
I want everything with him. I want him to fall in love with me because as much as I don't want to admit it I know that I have fallen for him.

I looked up at his perfect complexion and sighed. He looked so perfect and peaceful as he slept. I didn't want to make any sudden movements. I didn't want to disturb his peaceful sleep, but I had to pee and I somehow ended resting on top of him and his arm was draped over my waist.

I carefully tried to move from under his arm trying to make less movement as possible. His breathing began to change and I stopped moving thinking I was going to wake him up. Just one more movement and I was free from his hold. I slowly moved his arm and then sighed when I was finally free. I stood up from the bed and began to walk to the bathroom that was located right in his room.

“Where are you going,” his sexy groggy voice startled me making me stop in my tracks.

I turned my heel to face him and sighed, “I didn't want to wake you.”

He smiled that beautiful sleepy smile and I could feel my insides twist and turn making me smile.

“I know,” he spoke, “I felt you trying to be sneaky.”

I blushed crimson red and looked down away from him, “sorry. You can go back to sleep if you want.”

“No I'm wide awake now. You can go to bathroom now,” he said.

I shook my head remembering that I had to pee, “Oh right.”

I turned around and walked into the bathroom.

I was washing my hands and looked up at the mirror feeling embarrassed. Shit! He saw me looking like this!

My hair was ll over the place and my makeup was looking more like a clowns makeup. I quickly ran my hands through my hair and tried to make it more presentable. I was completely failing at it, but I tried my best to get all the knots out of it. I finished off by splashing some water on my face and cleaning up all the makeup that was running. It wasn't my best look but I think I manage to make it look better.

When I stepped out of the bathroom Harry was sitting on his bed and slipping into his boots. I still don’t understand why he likes to wear those so much, but I like it.

“You're dressed?” I asked confused.

“Uh yeah I have to run to the studio. I wanted to take you to breakfast, but they just called me in and I haven't been being cooperative with them. I want to make everything right with everyone including you.”

I nodded, “I understand. It's fine I have to go to work anyways.”

He took a step towards me taking my hands in his. He slowly brought them up to his cheek and I could feel my heart racing. Why did he have this strong effect on me?

“I meant what I said. I am willing to try with you if you let me,” he whispered.

I took in a deep breathe and nodded, “I know and I want us to try.”

He smiled and then leaned in to lay a gentle kiss on my cheek.




I walked into the cafe with a big smile on my face. I felt like the talk with Harry last night meant a lot. We needed to let each other know where we stood and the fact that he is willing to try and have some type of relationship with me meant a lot to me. I felt like everything was finally falling into place.

“Hey you,” Keaton said as I put on my apron, “You look like you're in a great mood today.”

“I feel great,” I said.

“Really? Even if I told you that I have to leave early today and you are going to have to wash all those dishes in the back?” He asked nervously.

I laughed, “It's fine I don't mind doing it.”

“Really? Wow. I wish you were like this all the time. May I ask why you're in such a good mood?”

I bit down on my bottom lip nervously. I couldn't tell him that it was because of Harry so I decided to stretch the truth a bit.

“I just feel like things are actually getting better for me,” I said.

“Well how about we go out to dinner tonight to celebrate,” he asked.

I smiled, “Ye sure sounds great.”

He nodded flashing a big smile and then walked off to clean some tables.

"Um Keaton," I called after him making him turn around, "is this diner thing a date?"
He smiled a pearly white smile, "it's most definitely a date."
I smiled nervously and nodded. I really did enjoy hanging out with Keaton. I like him and think he is a great guy, but now that Harry is willing to try with me I am not sure if I want to try with Keaton.
I sighed an walked behind the counter to help out a customer. I didn't want to think about anything right now all I was going to do is focus in the job.
After work Keaton was waiting for me outside the cafe. I wasn't expecting him to be here since his shift ended a couple hours ago, but then I remembered he and I had a "date."
"Hey what are you doing here?" I asked trying to act oblivious.
"I came to tell you in person that I won't be able to make it to out dinner date," he said taking my hands in his.
I looked down at where our hands connected. His touch was so different compared to Harry's and I didn't like it. It felt wrong and awkward to be touching this way with Keaton.
"Oh. It's ok. You didn't have to come and tell me in person," I said taking my hands pack and placing them in my pockets.
"I know but I wanted to see you," he smiled.
"Oh." Was all I could say. I didn't know what else to say about this. I like Keaton but now that Harry is changing for me; the idea of being with Keaton just doesn't seem right to me.
He took a step forward and I stood there frozen in place not sure if I should take a step back. I didn't want to hurt his feelings so I just stood there, motionless, feeling awkward. His hands wrappers around me pulling me into an embrace. I wrapped my arms around him returning the hug and then quickly pulled away.
He looked at me a little confused and then said, "I guess I'll see you around then."
"Yeah." I nodded and smiled.
He placed a kiss on my cheek then hopped into his car and drove away.
I took in a deep breathe and began to walk down the street when I heard my name being called from behind me. I rolled my eyes annoyed that I was being stopped once more all I wanted to do was go home. I turned around only to find Harry standing only ten feet away from me. He flashed the biggest smile I have ever seen and I began to feel those fluttering butterflies at the pit of my stomach.
"Harry," I said smiling and feeling so happy to see him.
He walked towards me and beg and walking towards him as well

"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I didn't want you going home alone. I though maybe we can stop by for some dinner," he smiled then continued, "I'm starving."
I laughed then nodded, "yeah sounds great."
He nodded then extended his hand for me to take it. I looked down at it and hesitated but when my eyes met his I felt safe and like I belonged there with him, so I took his hand and he pulled me against him. My chest hit his making me lose my breathe. I tilt my head up and my lips parted in a light gasp realizing how close his lips were. I wanted to feel his lips against mine but at the same time I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of kissing me. It's only been a day since we talked and it may be too soon to let him get his way and have me so close to him. I can't fall into his game. I had to let him play my game first before we get any further.
"I'm thinking we should get pizza," I said backing away from him.
He chuckled then began to walk down the street bit letting go of my hand. I couldn't help but look down at it and think that maybe this could be a good thing for us. Maybe this would work between us.


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