Listen To Your Heart ~ COMPLETED
"From"
Harry’s POV
“Yes, please do explain why I have to look at you again,” Harmony said.
“Because of this,” I said and pulled the picture out of my back pocket. She snatches it out of my hands.
“How did you get this?” she asked.
“Well, we were cleaning your flat out and I was in charge of picking up all the pictures Eleanor dropped. I found it then.”
“What’s so important about this picture?”
“This is where the long story part comes in…” I scratch the back of my head unsure if she wanted to hear this or not.
“How about, I make some tea, and Harry here can start talking,” Dani said.
“Well, it all started in a dream before I woke up from that coma…”
~
“And here I am now explaining everything that just happened to you guys,” I finished.
“You met my parents?” she asked.
“Yeah. They’re really nice people.”
“They are…” she smiled.
“So will you be my girlfriend again?”
“No.” Her answer hit me like a ton of bricks.
“What? But I just… and-”
“Harry, you can’t just come back all of sudden and expect me to forgive you like that. It doesn’t work that way.”
“But that wasn’t me! Well, it was me, but it was a mistake. I didn’t know you… at the time.”
“And that’s what hurt the most. Six months, Harry. Six months of us falling apart, of trying to make it work. You gave up, so I gave up too.”
“What is it going to take for me to show you that I still love you? That I’m not that guy who gave up?”
She looked down at her hands. “I don’t know Harry. I can’t tell you that. It’s up to you to fix this, to fix us. I still love you; I always will, but you broke me; you have no idea what I went through,” she said and walked back to her room.
“Sorry, Harold. You can crash on the couch for now,” Dani said.
“Thanks.”
Well, that didn’t go like I thought it would.
Harmony’s POV
He doesn’t understand all of the troubles I went through to get him to remember me. It took him meeting my –dead– parents to remember. Thanks, mom…
If Harry wants to have the privilege to date me again, he needs to this right. He can’t just assume that I’m going to give myself back to him, even if I desperately want to. I’m not his personal play toy. He needs to court me like a gentleman and stop acting like a baboon. Now, I’m making no sense. This is why I need sleep. I start talking nonsense after a while.
~
I woke up the next day at 10:31, and it was still raining. I drag myself out of bed and to the kitchen to eat breakfast. I pour my usual bowl of Cheerios with milk. Dani comes in and pours a bowl of cereal for herself.
“Liam texted me. He said that they’re all flying over today. They should be at the airport at 6 today,” she said.
“Are we picking them up?” I asked.
“No; he said Paul is getting them a van.”
“Okay. Do we still have that meeting today?” I ask. We have some important “staff” meeting, something about needing new characters.
“Yeah. We better get ready.”
“What about him?” I point to the snoring, wet monster on our couch.
“Write him a note. Just go get ready. The meeting is at noon.”
Nonetheless, I write a stupid note before I got to take a shower and get dressed. I get out and change into my clothes, then style my hair. It’s not like I dress to impress people, especially when it’s raining a storm outside. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=83602628
Harry’s POV
I woke up with my now dry clothes all wrinkled up against me. It felt horrible, and I didn’t pack anything before I got on that plane. I sat up and realized that it was really quiet in this place. Too quiet… My stomach growled, so I shrugged off my thoughts and went to their kitchen. I’ll just replace whatever I eat. There was a note on the fridge.
Harold-
Had a meeting today. We’ll be back at 3-ish. Feel free to eat anything we have. Everyone else is on a plane over here. Louis is bringing you a suitcase with your stuff. For now, Liam left some clothes here last time; they’re in my bathroom because we figured you’d want to shower. DO NOT go through the stuff in my room while we are gone.
From,
Harmony
P.S. Hands off of the ice cream; that is mine
P.S.S. Happy Birfday!!!
That last part hurt. Not the ice cream or wishing me a happy birthday –which I completely forgot about-, but the “From” part. It wasn’t even sincerely or your friend or love; it was “from.” I was hurt. Just for that I’m eating her ice cream. Actually, no I’m not. I’m trying to get her back, not be jealous of us not being together. I’ll just eat her poptarts.
When I finished eating, I went to take a shower. Woah, her room is really… out of this world. Galaxy and unicorns galore. I love how she isn’t afraid to show her inner child. She even has quite the collection of Disney character stuffed animals. What am doing in here again? Oh, right, showering. I make my way over to her more normal bathroom. Liam’s clothes are sitting on the counter; it’s a good thing we’re the same size. I take a quick shower and change. I stick my other clothes in the washing machine before slouching down on the couch.
In the midst of watching Fairly Odd Parents, someone knocks on the door. It’s not my house, but I never ignore the door. I open it up and there is a girl around the age of like twelve? What is this Halloween?
“Hello! My name is Hailey from Troop 486 and I am selling Girl Scout cookies,” she said with her head down.
“Um…”
She looks up at me with puppy dog eyes, but her expression soon changes to a gasp. “You- you’re Harry Styles!”
“Please, do not fan girl or whatever you call it!” I said.
“Why would I? I dislike you. Harmony was my role model. I want to dance just like her when I grow up. You broke her heart. You’re a jerk! But seriously, are you going to buy some cookies or not?”
“Look, I’m working on getting her back. I screwed up. I’m actually here trying to do that. This is her and Dani’s apartment. They’re out right now though.” It probably wasn’t the best idea to tell her that they lived her.
“Really? She lives here?”
“Yes, but you can’t tell anyone. Got it?” She nodded. “Now look, I would like to buy some cookies from you, but if they found out and I didn’t get them any, that would be bad, so why don’t you come back tomorrow and bring a few cases because Niall is going to be here, so…”
“Oh my gosh! Yes! I will! Thank you!”
“Bye!” I said. Well, that was very… yeah just very; I can’t think of anything else.
“Yes, please do explain why I have to look at you again,” Harmony said.
“Because of this,” I said and pulled the picture out of my back pocket. She snatches it out of my hands.
“How did you get this?” she asked.
“Well, we were cleaning your flat out and I was in charge of picking up all the pictures Eleanor dropped. I found it then.”
“What’s so important about this picture?”
“This is where the long story part comes in…” I scratch the back of my head unsure if she wanted to hear this or not.
“How about, I make some tea, and Harry here can start talking,” Dani said.
“Well, it all started in a dream before I woke up from that coma…”
~
“And here I am now explaining everything that just happened to you guys,” I finished.
“You met my parents?” she asked.
“Yeah. They’re really nice people.”
“They are…” she smiled.
“So will you be my girlfriend again?”
“No.” Her answer hit me like a ton of bricks.
“What? But I just… and-”
“Harry, you can’t just come back all of sudden and expect me to forgive you like that. It doesn’t work that way.”
“But that wasn’t me! Well, it was me, but it was a mistake. I didn’t know you… at the time.”
“And that’s what hurt the most. Six months, Harry. Six months of us falling apart, of trying to make it work. You gave up, so I gave up too.”
“What is it going to take for me to show you that I still love you? That I’m not that guy who gave up?”
She looked down at her hands. “I don’t know Harry. I can’t tell you that. It’s up to you to fix this, to fix us. I still love you; I always will, but you broke me; you have no idea what I went through,” she said and walked back to her room.
“Sorry, Harold. You can crash on the couch for now,” Dani said.
“Thanks.”
Well, that didn’t go like I thought it would.
Harmony’s POV
He doesn’t understand all of the troubles I went through to get him to remember me. It took him meeting my –dead– parents to remember. Thanks, mom…
If Harry wants to have the privilege to date me again, he needs to this right. He can’t just assume that I’m going to give myself back to him, even if I desperately want to. I’m not his personal play toy. He needs to court me like a gentleman and stop acting like a baboon. Now, I’m making no sense. This is why I need sleep. I start talking nonsense after a while.
~
I woke up the next day at 10:31, and it was still raining. I drag myself out of bed and to the kitchen to eat breakfast. I pour my usual bowl of Cheerios with milk. Dani comes in and pours a bowl of cereal for herself.
“Liam texted me. He said that they’re all flying over today. They should be at the airport at 6 today,” she said.
“Are we picking them up?” I asked.
“No; he said Paul is getting them a van.”
“Okay. Do we still have that meeting today?” I ask. We have some important “staff” meeting, something about needing new characters.
“Yeah. We better get ready.”
“What about him?” I point to the snoring, wet monster on our couch.
“Write him a note. Just go get ready. The meeting is at noon.”
Nonetheless, I write a stupid note before I got to take a shower and get dressed. I get out and change into my clothes, then style my hair. It’s not like I dress to impress people, especially when it’s raining a storm outside. http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=83602628
Harry’s POV
I woke up with my now dry clothes all wrinkled up against me. It felt horrible, and I didn’t pack anything before I got on that plane. I sat up and realized that it was really quiet in this place. Too quiet… My stomach growled, so I shrugged off my thoughts and went to their kitchen. I’ll just replace whatever I eat. There was a note on the fridge.
Harold-
Had a meeting today. We’ll be back at 3-ish. Feel free to eat anything we have. Everyone else is on a plane over here. Louis is bringing you a suitcase with your stuff. For now, Liam left some clothes here last time; they’re in my bathroom because we figured you’d want to shower. DO NOT go through the stuff in my room while we are gone.
From,
Harmony
P.S. Hands off of the ice cream; that is mine
P.S.S. Happy Birfday!!!
That last part hurt. Not the ice cream or wishing me a happy birthday –which I completely forgot about-, but the “From” part. It wasn’t even sincerely or your friend or love; it was “from.” I was hurt. Just for that I’m eating her ice cream. Actually, no I’m not. I’m trying to get her back, not be jealous of us not being together. I’ll just eat her poptarts.
When I finished eating, I went to take a shower. Woah, her room is really… out of this world. Galaxy and unicorns galore. I love how she isn’t afraid to show her inner child. She even has quite the collection of Disney character stuffed animals. What am doing in here again? Oh, right, showering. I make my way over to her more normal bathroom. Liam’s clothes are sitting on the counter; it’s a good thing we’re the same size. I take a quick shower and change. I stick my other clothes in the washing machine before slouching down on the couch.
In the midst of watching Fairly Odd Parents, someone knocks on the door. It’s not my house, but I never ignore the door. I open it up and there is a girl around the age of like twelve? What is this Halloween?
“Hello! My name is Hailey from Troop 486 and I am selling Girl Scout cookies,” she said with her head down.
“Um…”
She looks up at me with puppy dog eyes, but her expression soon changes to a gasp. “You- you’re Harry Styles!”
“Please, do not fan girl or whatever you call it!” I said.
“Why would I? I dislike you. Harmony was my role model. I want to dance just like her when I grow up. You broke her heart. You’re a jerk! But seriously, are you going to buy some cookies or not?”
“Look, I’m working on getting her back. I screwed up. I’m actually here trying to do that. This is her and Dani’s apartment. They’re out right now though.” It probably wasn’t the best idea to tell her that they lived her.
“Really? She lives here?”
“Yes, but you can’t tell anyone. Got it?” She nodded. “Now look, I would like to buy some cookies from you, but if they found out and I didn’t get them any, that would be bad, so why don’t you come back tomorrow and bring a few cases because Niall is going to be here, so…”
“Oh my gosh! Yes! I will! Thank you!”
“Bye!” I said. Well, that was very… yeah just very; I can’t think of anything else.
It's the same characters and it's a sequel to this sequel… Sort of like a trilogy(with her answer)? I'll admit that it's a bit of a drag, but trust me Harony's story isn't over yet (;
11/19/13