Half a Heart

It was Saturday morning, and I was unnaturally crabby today. It might have something to do with, once again, Harry making his way back into my dreams. I honestly thought I was done with this. Done dreaming. Done waiting for him to come running back to me begging for me back. But he never did and never will. I sighed to myself and picked myself out of bed, looking at my phone. 8:45 no messages or missed calls. I walked downstairs to find Tori had left me a note saying she had to be at work today, and I already knew where Jaycee was...with Thomas, Tori's older brother, who was her secret boyfriend. So I had the house to myself. I grabbed a bowl of cereal and plopped myself down on the couch and started flipping through the channels. One caught my attention the side bar reading: One Direction's Harry Styles Leaving the Band. I almost choked on my food as the reporter started talking about it. I turned up the volume on the tele.
Harry Styles of One Direction leaving the band? Insiders have told us that this rumor is not true, but there has been quite a lot of talk around the studio about a break for the boys. What has caused a bump in the road for this sensational popstar boy band? We are not sure, but we will be trying to get more information soon.
What the hell? Either the news media was fucked up or something was seriously wrong with the boys. I looked longingly at my phone itching to text Niall, the only one who had actually kept in touch with me after the break up, and see what the deal was. I held back though because even if he was the one who talked to me, I usually ignored the texts and calls trying to push myself out of their lives because it hurt too much. But the boys breaking up? That was kind of a big deal.
I jumped when my phone went off, it was Paul asking if I wanted to go out for lunch. Paul and I had gotten really close in the past year after Harry and I broke up. He had really been there for me the entire time, first I thought he was trying to go after me after the break up, but turns out Paul is gay. A really cute gay guy. Just my luck. Haha just kidding. I answered immediately saying of course I would and that I would meet him at the coffee shop.
I turned off the tv, got ready, and headed out into the London summer air.
I was about half way there when someone with a gray beanie and curly hair poking out the sides was getting out of a cab and I froze in mid step.

*FLASHBACK*
Harry and I had been dating for about month now, and we were chilling at his flat. The boys had just left and it was just us now. Harry had gotten up to use the bathroom quick so I decided to look at his cd collection that was a whole wall in his living room. He must have taken a lot of time arranging these because they were in alphabetical order, I was looking at all of them pulling out random ones and putting them back in their proper places. I was at the letter "N" when I noticed a homemade one. I pulled it out and the cover said Nora's mix. Nora's mix?
I heard shuffling behind me and arms wrap around my waist. I turned in his arms to face him. He was so handsome it nearly took my breath away. He was wearing a red bro tank, a pair of washed blue jeans, and his gray beanie with his curly hair poking out of the sides. He smiled at me noticing what was in my hand.
I held up the cd, "Harry..?" I said questioningly. He didnt say anything, he just grabbed the cd from my hands and went over to put it in the stereo system. He pressed play and the first song that came on was Ed Sheeran's song "Kiss Me". I loved this song, Harry walked back over and put my arms around his neck and his hands on my waist and we started swaying to the song. He pulled me closer at the chorus, and started singing "Kiss me like you wanna be loved You wanna be loved You wanna be loved This feels like falling in love Falling in love We're falling in love." I looked up at him through my bangs as he pushed them out of the way and kissing me lightly on the lips.
"I love you too Harry." I smiled not wanting this moment to end.
*END OF FLASHBACK*

As the stranger turned around I prepared myself for the pain to come, but it wasn't him. Just some normal guy. I sighed in relief as I quickly picked up pace to the coffee shop. When I got there Paul was already waiting. He looked at me alarmed, "Nora are you alright? You look as if you had seen a ghost."
"Not exactly." I whispered back as he pulled me into a hug.

Notes

Sorry it has been a little long since I have updated! Hope you enjoy!