Break On Me

"Maybe it's not about the happy ending.. Maybe it's about the story."

Sometimes it’s hard to accept what is, and it’s hard to go along with something even though you know you could do better.. But how come it’s so easy to slip up? So easy to say the wrong thing, use the wrong words, or even make the wrong moves? Sometimes we just all need to break.. in more ways than just mentally. I want you to know, that no matter what, I will always be here for you.. whether you like it or not, if you want me here or if you want me to live.. If you love me, or if you hate.. You can always break on me baby.

We loose ourselves in the things we love, we find ourselves there too..


13. Chapter 012

⏩Harry’s POV⏪

“Little too late, Styles.’’ Liam says with a smile as I come into the kitchen. I see that Niall, Sophia, and Emmy were wrapped in towels, almost dry, sitting at the table as Liam was fixing himself a glass of lemonade at the island.
‘’I know. I couldn’t get in the water anyways.’’ I shrug as I walk over to the table, pulling out a chair beside Emmy and sitting down, no hesitation. Even when we were ‘’fighting’’ or arguing I didn’t hesitate to do anything, besides she is my fiance you know, I think I have a right to sit beside her if I wanted to.
‘’Speaking of that, how’s the scar looking?’’ Sophia asks as I look across the table at her.
‘’Getting better, mostly healed. They all are.’’ I answer her question.
‘’That’s good.’’ She smiles lightly at me.
‘’Yeah.’’ I shrug a little, not really interested in talking about my situation, but I didn’t want to be rude and ignore her. She was too sweet of a person to do that to.
“Where’s Louise?’’ Niall asks me curiously as he looks at me from the end of the table. I don’t look over at him, just watch him from the corner of my eye.
‘’In the loft with Katie.’’ I mumble my response to him.
‘’In the loft? Why the hell she all the way up there!’’ Niall says, a light laugh slipping from his mouth.
‘’Because she wants to be I guess, I don’t know.’’ I sigh, not really wanted to catch an attitude with him.
‘’Oh.’’ He simply says, understanding and catching onto the fact that I’m not in the best damn mood right now.
‘’Will Liam and I see you two at the show tonight?’’ Sophia asks, a smile on her face as I look at her again. She was always a kind person, always smiling. Never raised her voice, well not that I know of.
‘’Yeah, most likely. As long as Emmy wants to go.’’ I nod to her, looking over at Emmy to see her looking at me already.
We lock eye contact, she bites her bottom lip lightly and shrugs a little. Before I could reply, she looks down at her lap, breaking our silence with a sigh.
‘’I guess not.’’ I say lightly.
‘’Yeah, we’ll be there.’’ Emmy says out of nowhere.
I look over at her quickly, she was in one of her moods too I guess, basically we both weren’t doing or acting the best right now.
‘’Well I suggest you dress very sexily, I hear the after-party’s going to have lots of alcohol’’ She smirks, looking over at Emmy.
‘’I wanna go!’’ Niall says, his eyes widening at the sound of alcohol.
‘’You can catch a ride with us, mate! Got enough room in the limo for ya.’’ Liam chuckles as he sits down in the chair besides Sophia, sipping on his glass of lemonade. Niall mumbled a reply I couldn’t make out, but I’m sure it was a yes. He likes to have a drink.
‘’I plan to.’’ Emmy says, blushing a little as she notices me staring over at her, raising my eyebrows at her comment.
‘’Really now? What exactly will you wear tonight?’’ I ask with a light smirk. Her cheeks fluster as she looks over at me, her eyes dead set on mine. She giggles a little, covering her cheeks with both hands before sighing, composing herself once more.
‘’You’ll see.’’


“I must say, baby, you look very beautiful tonight.’’ I say with a smirk as I hold out my hand for Emmy. She takes it and gets out of the limo, the flashing lights and yelling of the paparazzi just couldn’t take my attention off her body right now.
“Thank you.’’ She blushes a little as the driver shuts the door, a sign that it’s time for us to make our way inside the building. The fashion show as going to debut a lot of new releases, some of mine as well as some of Carly’s included.
‘’People are staring.’’ Emmy whispers as I put my arm around the small of her back, pressing her body against mine as we talk towards the front entrance of the building.
‘’Just relax.’’ I mumble back as I lean over and press my lips to her temple, giving her a reassuring kiss just so she knows everything is okay and it will be anyways.

Emmy’s hand was on my thigh,my arm around the around her, my hand against her waist. She sighs for the third time in the past minute as the models display the pieces of clothing.
I lean over to her ear, my lips brushing against her lobe, ‘’I promise it’ll be over soon.’’ I whisper softly to her, hoping that she was feeling okay.
‘’I miss Katie.’’ She mumbles back, fiddling with her fingers in her lap. I don’t lean over, I say with my lips against her skin.
‘’I do too. But we can see her later on tonight. We’ll get out of here quick, get us a drink and have some fun at the party, okay?’’ I say.
Emmy nods, nothing more, nothing less.
I understand the fact that she doesn’t like sitting and doing nothing for a long time, but she has to understand this is important for my career. I have to attend things like this, I have to do things in this nature, I can’t do anything about it.
In her defense, however, we have a big day ahead of us tomorrow. Tomorrow marks the 1st of September, Katherine’s birthday. We are having her little party the next day, however, so it will be held on a Saturday instead of a Friday. Besides, we want to spend the day with her personally.
Emmy’s issue tonight is that she thinks we will be out the entire night, but we won’t. The show started at 7:00pm and ends at 8:00pm. The after party begins at 8:15pm and goes on until the last person leaves. But we aren’t staying long, just enough to have a few good drinks here and there.
It’s not that much, Emmy just worries a lot. I understand that, but she needs to learn how to calm down and relax sometimes, just occasionally would work with me.
“And now, the full fall collection, men and women, by Harry Styles with pieces designed by Carly Criswell as well as partner pieces with Gucci.’’
Emmy sighed deeply as she heard the message through the speakers. I sighed too, not because I was tired or pissed off, but because I just want her to be happy, to make her happy, and that’s obviously not happening right now.



Harry and I were standing in the corner of the large ball room, the music was blaring loud, the huge disco ball along with the strobe lights and all the other lights had my head and eyes aching, but I didn’t complain.
I held a tall glass of champagne in my hand, sipping on it every now and then, as Harry stood with his back to the party, his eyes on me as he holds me in the corner, waiting on me to talk to him.
‘’Talk to me.’’ Harry sighs again, repeating those same three words he’s said almost a hundred times now.
I just stand there, releasing yet another sigh. It wasn’t that we were arguing or that I was mad with him, I just was ready to leave, not wanting to be here from the start anyways.
‘’Do you want to leave-‘’ Harry was cut off by a voice screaming his name in excitement. I sigh as he turns away from me and I get a glimpse of who it was.
‘’Rosie, it’s nice to see you tonight. I wasn’t sure if you were going to model tonight or not.’’ Harry says, his voice loud only because the music was too loud.

‘’I wasn’t either, but I decided to.’’ She smiles that perfect white smile of hers as she throws her arms around his neck, a little too friendly if you ask me..
“Oh gosh! I’ve missed you, H!’’ I furrow my eyebrows at her comment, no one I know calls him that except for Liam, so why is she calling him that?
Due to the awkward moment, I clear my throat and take a sip of my drink, which was very good. Harry leans away from their too long and too friendly hug, letting Rosie’s arms fall as he turns to face me, an arm around her lower back.
He smiles a little as he uses his other hand to gesture between me and her, ‘’Rosie, this is Emmy, Emmy, um, this is Rosie. I don’t think you’ve met yet.’’ Harry says.
‘’I don’t recall.. Must be the first time.’’ She says, smirking a little as she looks me down.
I gulp gently, feeling a sting in my heart as Harry looks over at her and stares for a few seconds, right into her eyes, before looking to me and dropping his arm from around her. He steps over some and sighs. I hope he understood that I definitely am ready to go home now.
‘’Uh, Rosie just got married a few months ago.. I was planning on going, Emmy, and letting you two met but, uh, something came up, I can’t quite remember, though, um, what it was.’’ Harry says, running a hand through his perfected hair.
‘’Our trip to Rio.’’ I mumble lightly, staring down at my feet as I lean against the wall, hoping this will end soon.
‘’Oh, yeah, that’s what it was.’’ Harry says, mainly to himself. I look up to see him licking his lips, glancing from his feet to the wall a few times.
‘’Harold! You blew off my wedding for a trip to Rio! I ought to kill you!’’ Rosie laughs, punching Harry’s bicep lightly.
‘’We’d had the trip planned for months.’’ Harry tells her with a laugh leaving his mouth. Just when I thought she would finally get the gist that Harry and I were seriously a thing and she needed to stop being a flirt, she done the most horrible thing, well not the most, but it was pretty bad.
Rosie’s hand gripped Harry’s arm tight, squeezing as if it meant something to her.
‘’Damn, Harry! You go to the gym too much, love! I’m scared now.’’ She giggles a little as she releases her grip and folds her arms across her chest, her diamond studded necklace hidden under her arms.
‘’Yeah.’’ Harry laughs out, I could tell he was getting pretty weird vibes, he always looks around when he doesn’t know what to say, and that’s exactly what he was doing right now.
‘’You look fetching.’’ Rosie smirks as she trails her eyes slowly down Harry’s body, stopping in places that she doesn’t need to be thinking about.
‘’How’s the baby?’’ Harry blurts out, grabbing my forearm with a tight grip and pulling me against him, slide his arm around my low back, squeezing my waist with his hand, a sign that he was trying to keep me calm, keep me somewhat happy.
‘’Oh.. yeah. The baby, he’s fine.’’ She shrugs lightly.
‘’And Mason?’’ Harry asks.
‘’He’s doing good, on another business trip, as usual.’’ Rosie sighs, looking up at Harry with a smile all of a sudden, ‘’We need to schedule a play date with Austin and Katie! They’re close in age, oh it would be so cute! And we could-‘’
‘’I don’t think that’s.. a um, good idea right now.’’ Harry cuts her off with a sigh, looking down at me for a few moments before looking back over to the tall, skinny, perfect girl staring at his face.
‘’Oh.. why’s that?’’ She asks, furrowing her eyebrows lightly as she uncrosses her arms, putting her hands on her hips as if she was the boss around here, god I can’t stand people like that.
‘’We’re.. going through some things, we don’t need.. any extra distractions.’’ Harry tells her. To be honest, I had no idea what he was talking about.
My brain was confused, but my heart hoped he only said for my sake and so that she would leave already, so we could too.
‘’Aw, are things not working out? Another one, Harry…’’ She sighs, shaking her head in shame as she looks over at me.
‘’Rosie.’’ Harry mumbles, cutting his eyes over at her.
‘’What?’’ I ask, looking up at Harry, waiting on an explanation.
‘’It’s nothing-‘’
‘’He hasn’t told you? Dear Christ, Harry. You wonder why they can’t stay.’’ She sighs as she steps back some, ‘’Good luck with that, I’ll call you if I’m interest in your next show..’’ She shrugs as she turns on her heel and walks off, back with the party.
“It’s time to go.’’ Harry says as he pushes me off of me, shoving me into the wall. It took me by surprise, it sort of hurt the back of my head.
Harry left me, furiously walking through the crowd to the front entrance where our, well his, driver was waiting for us.
I sighed, not knowing if this was my fault or not. Not knowing if this was going to be okay or not, and certainly not knowing what Rosie was talking about..
But something makes me think that Harry’s hiding something, what I don’t know, but something from me.

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