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.


36. Chapter 35

 Chapter 35


One month later...


“Why can't you just tell me what my dad has planned for this weekend, Harry?”

Ive been trying to get Harry to spill some details about what my dad has planned for my birthday, but Harry is very good at keeping things to himself. I know he knows something because him and my dad have been spending time together and that is something out of the ordinary to me. I mean Harry and I have only been dating for a month and my dad is already treating him like if he was part of the family.

“I told you he hasn't said anything to me. You know the world doesn't revolve around you Nico. Your dad and I don't even talk about you when we hang out.”

I screw my face in disgust, “Oh gross. You are hanging out? That's what you are calling it now? It sounds like you guys are friends.”

He laughed and planted a kiss on my cheek before whispering, “Have fun at work.”

I groaned stubbornly feeling like a little girl who was trying to convince her mom to tell her what she was getting for her birthday. Mom. I hadn't realized until now that this would be my first birthday without her. I suddenly felt my heart ache and my mood was completely changed.

“What's wrong?” Harry asked brushing a lose strand of hair behind my ear.

I shook my head and took in a deep breath.

“I'm ok,” I said faking a smile, “I should get to work.”

He didn't look convinced so I kissed his cheek and got off his car before he could start asking more questions.

The smell of coffee and fresh blueberry muffins instantly hit me as I walking into the cafe.

“Good Morning Nicky,” Jack greeted me as I came in.

Every time I come into work I expect to see the smiling Keaton here greeting me, but instead I find his brother, Jack.

When Keaton left to California there was no one to run the cafe so he asked his older brother Jack to run it. Jack is nice and looks a lot like Keaton only with a burly shaped body and deeper voice. He looks awkward here at the cafe. He looks like the type of guy who belongs in the gym or a wrestling ring instead of a cafe, but Jack said this was temporary. I hope that it means that Keaton will be coming back.

“Morning Jack,” I said and went straight to the back to grab my apron and start cleaning tables.

I wasn't really feeling like working today all I could think about was the absence of my mother. There were a lot of moments lately where I wished that she was with me but I think her absence is affecting me a lot more this week. On the morning of my birthday she would buy me a single Resse's cupcake and bring it up to my room waking me up for me up for me to blow the candle. It was the one day that she wouldn't drink.

I was putting my apron on when Jack's touch on my shoulder startled me.

“Jack,” I gasped, “you scared me.”

“Sorry I didn't mean to. Are you ok?” He asked showing concern.

“I am fine,” I said while grabbing a tub and towels to clean the tables outside.

“Are you sure because you didn't ask me about Keaton when you walked in. It's usually the first thing you ask me about when you come in.”

“Oh,” I said, “Yea sorry. Any news?”

“He's still in California doing his thing. He's pretty great actually.”

“Good,” I said smiling and heading out to clean some tables.

The rest of the day I kept myself occupied by cleaning every inch of the cafe and tried to avoid Jack knowing that he would ask me if I was alright. I really didn't want anyone to ask me if I was ok. I didn't want to talk about what I was feeling right now because all I could picture over and over was the image of my mother lying lifeless on the ground. No one would understand what I was feeling and I was using my work as a distraction to distracted myself from the feeling of loss I was beginning to feel again.

I was washing some dishes in the back room when the image of my mother popped in my head. I closed my eyes trying to forget about it. Trying to think of something other than her lifeless body. I could feel my heart racing and my breathing was beginning to become uneven. I was clenching onto a coffee mug that I was washing trying to hold in the pain and anger I was feeling right now when suddenly the mug shatters all over the floor making me awake from my nightmare. I bent down to clean it up and realized I was crying. I picked up some of the pieces from the mug and it accidentally cut my palm.

I was feeling more frustrated and angry that I began to cry even more. I sat there on the ground watching my palm bleed and cried hoping that maybe this pain I was feeling would go away after a good cry.

“Nicky!” Jack yelled, “Are you alright?”

I shook my head feeling the tears stream down my face.

He quickly helped me up from the ground and turned on the faucet letting the cold water run over my bleeding hand. He rushed to the first aid kit and then treated my cut by putting some antibacterial ointment and wrapping a gauze around my hand to stop the bleeding. The tears never stopped from flowing and I didn't want to talk about what was going on in my head.

He sat me down on a chair and I thought he would start to question me about what was going on with me, but he didn't. I watched him as he pulled out my phone from my purse that I had placed on a hanger.

“Hi it's Jack. No she if fine. I think. Im not sure actually do you think you can come and get her because she doesn't look alright. Yea at the cafe Ill keep an eye on her.”

He hung up the phone placing it back in my purse and pulled up a chair sitting in front of me. I felt so embarrassed I probably look like a complete wreck.

“Listen Nicky. Im not sure what is going on with you, but I hope you feel better.” Jack said and I knew that he meant it.

A couple minutes later Harry walked in and took me into his arms. My heart immediately came to life at the sight of him and it started to feel like I was going to be alright. He took me in his arms and carried me out of the cafe and into his car.

“Are you alright,” he asked when he got inside the car.

“Drive somewhere,” I said, “Anywhere.”

He nodded and drove.

We ended up at the park which was a good idea because I could see all the people around me distracting me from my thoughts.

“Nico, whats going on?” Harry asked.

I looked outside the window staring at the children play and run around without a care. I wish I could go back to those days when nothing mattered. When the scariest thing out there was the fear of finding monsters under my bed.

“I miss my mom,” I whispered.

“I had a feeling that's what it was about.”

I turned to look at him feeling confused. How could he possibly know?

“It's just that this is your first birthday without her and I figured you would feel this way. I get it if you don't want to do anything this weekend for your birthday.”

“It just feels empty without her. We always had our differences and were always arguing about stupid things, but at the end she was my mother. She did little things that made me smile and made me happy. I miss her so much,” my voice broke and I felt the tears stream down again.

Harry took my in his arms comforting me. I sobbed all over his shirt and he kept stroking my back and placing light kisses in my hair.

“It's alright baby,” he whispered, “i would do anything to make this go away.”

I pushed off away from him and said, “You being here with me and listening to me makes me feel a lot better.”

He smiled that beautiful dimpled smile I love and then place a light kiss on my cheek before whispering, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I said, “Whatever you have planned for this weekend has to happen Harry. I think I can do this. I can celebrate my first birthday with out my mom as long as I have you by my side.”

He smile and then place a kiss on my lips.


“Good Morning sleepy head,” Harry yelled as he opened up the curtains in my room.

I groaned in annoyance pulling the covers over my head to block the bright light that came in through the windows.

“It's a big day today Nico. We have lots to do for your special day so get up and shower.” He said pulling the covers off of me and attempting to pull me out of bed.

His hands griped onto my arms and he kept pulling me to lift me up from the bed. I groaned then quickly pulled back causing Harry to fall right on top of me.

His body was pressed up against mine and I could feel the beat of his heart against my chest.

“I rather be waken up like this,” I whispered then pressed my lips against his.

He smiled against my lips letting out a light moan before pulling away, “Trust me I want to keep making out and maybe even just pull your clothes off, but we need to get going.”

He stood up from the bed and I whined some more, “I just want to stay in bed all day with you.”

He giggled then in one swift moved picked me up from the bed causing me to scream a very girly scream. He laughed carrying me into the bathroom.

“Now you shower and I'll wait out in your room,” he said gently placing me down on the ground.

“Or,” I seductively said and teased him by slowly pulling off my shirt, “you can join me.”

He smiled and his dimples came into view before bringing his bottom lip between his teeth, “I wish I could but we are on a tight schedule and if we go in that shower together I don't think we would ever be out.”

I rolled my eyes and pushed him out of the bathroom, “Fine it's your loss.”

I could hear him laughing as I slammed the bathroom door and began the shower.

When I stepped out of the shower Harry had a tray of breakfast on my bed and he was laying down next to it. All I wanted to do was jump on top of him and stay there for the rest of the day, but I know he worked hard on planning this day so I will try my best to just go along with it an enjoy it without thinking about my mother.

“Alright the plan is to eat, change, then get out of here and hurry before we end up naked on this bed,” he said.

I laughed, “so you have been thinking of having hot morning sex.”

He rolled his eyes followed by a nervous giggle, “just hurry up.”


We spent the rest of the day shopping. I thought he had something bigger planned other than just shopping. I didn't want to hurt his feelings so I just put on a brave face and continued with the shopping and walking.

I was so tired of walking with all of these shopping bags and I think Harry was starting to notice my annoyance.

“Are you tired?” he asked.

“Can you tell?” I asked feeling guilty, “I didn't want to say anything, but all this walking is killing me. I mean thank you for the shopping spree but I think I am ready to go home.”

He laughed then looked at his watch, “I have something else planned.”

I nodded and followed him. He led me to what seemed like a spa.

“What's this?” I asked confused.

“This is for you. So Dianne over there is going to take care of you. Get your nails done, hair, makeup, and massage. Anything you want she will help you out. I'll be back in about an hour or so for the grand finale of our day.”

I didn't know what to say I just stood there in shock. I have never been pampered like this, but I think the sound of a massage after this long walk was starting to sound like a very great idea.

Harry placed a light kiss on my cheek then walked away.

Once Harry was out the door the browned haired lady who Harry addressed as Dianne said, “Alright let's get started Mrs. Styles.”

“Oh no just call me Nicky.”

She nodded, “Nicky what would you like to do with your hair?”

“I've been thinking of doing a silver color.”

She smiled, “Perfect. Shall we begin?”

I nodded and followed her.

She started cutting and dying my hair then followed with a hair treatment while another girl did my nails and another did my toes. Then a curly haired girl came in with a tray of snacks and champagne. I was being treated like royalty and although it felt really nice I somehow felt like this was way too much.

Once my hair and nails were done the same curly haired girl that brought the snacks came in this time with all her makeup tools.

“Lucy is going to go ahead and do your makeup while I style your hair,” Dianne said.

I nodded and said, “Thank you.”

After what seemed like more than an hour Dianne put in the finishing touches on my hair and then handed me what seemed like a dress.

“What's this?”

“Mr. Styles brought it in for you. He said it was for you he's waiting in the waiting room. There is a room right over there for you to change and there is also a selection of heels for you to chose from.”

I walked off to the room that Dianne directed me to and there they were about fifteen pairs of different shoes to choose from and all in my size. Harry sure thought of everything. I put on the black and gold cocktail dress that Harry brought me and then chose to wear some gold heels.

I walked out into the waiting room and there he was staring down at a magazine and looking stunning in a suite.

“Mr. Styles you look quite dashing,” I playful said as I walked in.

He put down the magazine and stood up from his seat, “Wow. You look so beautiful. Your hair looks great I like it.”

“Thanks Dianne did a great job she is a miracle worker.”

“No not Dianne. It's all just you.” He said causing me to blush.

“So where are we headed?” I asked.

“It's a surprise.” He winked.

Outside of the spa there was a limo waiting for us and more champagne inside the limo. I stepped inside the limo and Harry poured me a glass of champagne then poured one for himself.

I felt the limo stop and I began to get the butterflies in my stomach because when I'm with Harry there is no knowing what will happen.

Harry pulled out a handkerchief and I start at him confused.

“I have to blind fold you,” he said.

“No I don't like blind folds it makes me nervous not knowing where I am going.” I whined.

“Just trust me, baby.” He whispered and it was like if those words were what I needed to calm my nerves.

I took in a deep breathe and turned around so that he could blind fold me. He helped me out of the limo then talked me through where I needed to step. I heard a door open up and then I felt Harry's hands undoing the knot of the blind fold.

As the blind fold came off a loud roar of, “Surprise!” filled my ears.

As I looked around the room I noticed a lot of familiar faces. Everyone was there even my friends from LA and then she came into view...Monica.

“Hi Harry.” She said touching his shoulder. 

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