''Bo!'' Harry's voice could be heard again. Most girls would jump at the chance of sharing a bed with Harry Styles, but there is one exception, Bo. Given her mind is just filled with confusing feelings, all of which are related to Harry fricking Styles. But who was she kidding? The boy didn't want to be alone, and Bo knows that feeling all too well, it's not a nice feeling. So Bo did what she knew she would have to do, she took a deep breath and walked back in to the bedroom.

''You came back.'' Harry muttered, patting the spot next to him on the bed.
''Well who can resist Harry Styles eh?'' Bo made an attempt to make him smile, and she succeeded for a brief second.
''Obviously not you.'' Harry chuckled wrapping his arms around Bo's back after pulling the cover over them. He pushed his body closer to her's so they were now touching, his grip tightened, but not so it was uncomfortable. ''We don't want you escaping when I fall asleep now do we?'' He smirked, knowing Bo so well, that was actually her plan, to slide out of the bed quietly when he was alseep, but now she had no chance.

''I'm sorry Bo, I really am.'' Harry muttered against her hair.
''Stop apologizing. We'll get through this.'' She laced her hand with his. ''Together.''

Bo had just lied through her teeth. But it just slipped out of her mouth, for a moment she forgot in a few days she would be moving back home. She didn't want to leave him like this, she had no choice. Bo dreaded to think what would've happened if Harry hadn't stopped drinking, if he got so drunk that he left the apartment.

Harry's slow, steady breathing indicated he was asleep, it was now 10:15 am. There was no way Bo was getting back to sleep at this time, so she decided to just keep her eyes open, admiring Harry. His face was pale and he still had a few stray curls resting on his forehead. Bo took her hand out of Harry's and reached up to push the curls back, but before she could Harry's hand came up to, but to only place his fingers in the gaps of Bo's hand, and bringing it down to rest on their sides again. ''No, Bo, I want to stay like this.'' Harry muttered before Bo sighed but obliged.

********

''Bo. Bo'' Harry attempted to wake her up with his free hand, in one was a mug of tea.
''Did I fall asleep?'' Bo rubbed her eyes as she tried to sit up.
''Yes, here.'' He handed her the tea. ''I made you tea.''
''Thanks.''

There were a few seconds of silence before Bo broke it. ''So you gonna tell me why you went off the rails last night?'' She placed the mug on the bedside table, awaiting an answer.
''I-I just. I don't know, I guess I was just lonely.'' Harry muttered playing with a stray piece of fabric on the edge of his pillow. ''We all get lonely Harry, but you can't keep turning alcohol.''
''I know, I know. It's just there's this girl.''

And there and then Bo's heart fell to the floor, and you could see a hint of it in her reaction.
''Oh.''
''She seems oblivious to my feelings towards her. Well not always, sometimes she reciprocates those feelings, but I don't know if she's just messing with me.''
''Maybe she likes you too.''
''I doubt it.'' Harry scoffed.
''Harry, look at me.'' Bo spoke firmly. ''You are a good guy, despite your issues, and any girl would be lucky to have you by their side.''
''But the girl I need doesn't want me.''
''Stop saying that. You just need to prove to her who you really are.''

''Maybe.'' Harry began to slowly lean in, and so did Bo. But they were interrupted by Bo's ringtone.
'B-b-baby c'mon over...' Began to fill the room. Harry smirked shooting her a 'really?' look.
''What? It's a good song!'' Harry put his hands up surrendering walking over to his wardrobe deciding what pair of tracksuit bottoms to wear today. Big decision.

It was Sasha. Bo stupidly put it on speakerphone as she began to sip her tea again.
''Hello.'' Bo answered.
''Have you told him yet?'' Sasha dived right in. You could almost cut the tension with a knife, he spun around looking right into Bo.
''Told me what?'' Harry asked.
''Oh shit. I'm gonna go now.'' And with that Sasha hung up, leaving Bo to sort the mess out.
''Care to tell me what's going on?'' Harry neared closer.
''It's-It's nothing important.''
''Doesn't sound like it.'' And closer.

She couldn't hold it in any longer. She had to tell him sometime. ''I'm moving back home.'' And back.
''What?'' Harry's face had returned to a pale colour.
''My building is being demolished, I don't have time to look for anywhere else, nowhere I can afford anyway, so I have to move back home with my parents.''
''So you're just going to leave me here, alone?''
''I don't want to Harry! I have no choice!'' Bo began to raise her voice, standing up from the bed, Harry only moved further away from her.
''But you're the only one who seems to care about me right now. I can't do this without you.'' He shouted.
''I'm sorry Harry. I really am.'' Bo almost whispered before exiting the room.

She grabbed her things and began to move towards the door. Bo hand pulled back the door, revealing the naturally lit hallway. ''Wait!'' Harry appeared from the bedroom.

''What, Harry! Wanna make me feel any worse than I already do?'' Bo spat turning her head round.





''Stay with me, here.''


Anyone else getting De ja vu?