《The Chase (Harry Styles)》Chapter 26
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CHAPTER 26
HARRY’S POV
As Angie told me that she gave up her dreams for me, I felt like an idiot. As soon as the call ended, I started crying.
“Harry its okay, you didn’t know.” Louis said.
“But it’s not okay Louis! She gave up her dreams for me and then I left her.” I said through tears.
Before anyone could say anything, I ran to my room, and closed the door.
“Harry being upset won’t change anything.” I hear Niall say from behind my door.
“Exactly, nothing will ever change how much of a bad person I am.” I threw my head into my pillow and cried even harder.
I heard Niall walking away, and I felt relieved. Now I could just have some peace and quiet. Even though it was 5:00 pm, I tried my hardest to fall asleep. I hugged my pillow, and soon enough, I was asleep.
I woke up to a knock at my door. It was 8:00 am, great. “Who is it?” I called.
“It’s Matthew; I want to meet you Harry.”
If Matt was here, then that meant Angie was too. How was I supposed to face her? Ugh, this is not good.
“Hold on, I am coming.” I said back as I hoped out of bed, and opened the door. “You look just like her.” I said. The resemblance between the two of them was quite scary actually.
“Hey so how has Angie been lately?” He asked.
“Well I broke her heart.” I said.
“Well no duh bro.” He fired at me.
“What do I do?” I asked him.
“Only time can heal things Harry.” He spoke softly.
“How much time?” I asked.
“It really depends on the person. For Angie, it seems like 3 years, is good.” He said.
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“Great, now I have to wait 3 years to be her friend again.” I said upset.
“Harry, it has been 3 years.” He said carefully.
“Then why do I feel upset?” I asked.
“Because now, it’s going to take time for you to heal.” He said.
“Heal from what?”
“You need to heal from the guilt.” He said.
“Can I still be around her?” I asked.
“She is fine now; you’re the one that is broken. So, yes.” He said.
“You’re a good brother.” I murmured.
“Not really. I haven’t been around for the past 6 years. I left Angie too, so we have that in common.”
I laughed a little and said, “Not the best thing to have in common with a person, but I’ll take it.”
He smiled and then hugged me. “You’re a good guy Harry.” He said.
He stood up, and walked out of the room. I followed him closely behind.
“So Harry, what are we going to do today?” Liam asked.
“I don’t know.” I said.
“You guys could show me around the city.” Matt said.
“It’s decided! Everyone, get into the tour bus!” Louis yelled.
So we all piled into the tour bus, but then I realized that Angie and Niall weren’t there. “Hey where are Angie and Niall?” I asked.
“They were still sleeping.” Matt answered.
“Well should we still go without them?” I asked.
“Yeah, they looked tired. They did a lot of traveling.”
I couldn’t help but want to go and comfort Angie. I wanted to spend every second that was possible trying to get her to relieve me from all of this guilt. But right now, I knew that I had to slap a fake smile on my face, and pretend like everything was fine.
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