Last One Standing
Chapter Seven
*Hannah's POV*
“Stop what?” I screamed. I didn’t want to hear his answer. I slammed the door and my shoulders leaned into the closed door and my back slid down the surface until my knees met my chin. He fisted the door and it was over. My lungs couldn’t keep up with the throbbing of my heart and sobs filled the room. I heard Harry sigh and walk away from the door.
He remembered… everything. He remembered and expected me not to fight him? I had to get away. Crawling on the floor, I made my way to my bed, lying there for what seemed like forever. I heard the exterior bathroom door open and a sniffling Harry walked in the one going into my room. I kept my body turned away from him, not wanting to see him.
“We’ve got to put an end to this…” he nearly whispered.
“I put an end to this a long time ago,” I raged.
“I mean to the fighting!” He took a deep breath as I cringed at him booming voice. “I mean…” he took a deep breath, “to the fighting,” he revised more calmly. The bed bounced slightly and his long fingers brushed my arm. I flinched away, but not before I felt the goose bumps rise on my skin. His hand retracted and the bed began to move as he got off. He walked to the other side, putting my head at bellybutton height. My eyes traveled up his bare body to meet his green eyes, lined with tears threatening to fall.
I went to turn away, but he didn’t let me get that far. Before I could do anything, Harry had restrained me and was looking into my eyes. I attempted to beat on his chest, but with his hands around my wrists, it was useless. I didn’t want to fight anymore and I knew that he didn’t either. My arms went limp and the sobs became heavier. I had to get my last word in,
“You could have just been honest with me.” He almost looked confused. To clarify, I looked him straight in the eyes and pleaded, “If you didn’t want me, you could’ve just told me so.”
My wrists dropped to my knees as I started to curl into a ball. Harry sat down on the side of my bed. He gestured for me to move over and I obliged. He lied down next to me and pulled me into his chest. I clung to his bare chest, not bothering to wipe my tears away; Harry did that for me. This is how all of our fights were. We yelled at each other to make our point until someone broke down; the remains of the time were spent with the breaker comforting the broken, which, in most cases, was me.
“Babe, you don’t understand…”
“I swear to God, Harry if you use the band as an excu…”
“No,” he cut me off. He nuzzled his nose into my hair. “You’ve been misunderstanding me this whole entire time.”
I peeled my head from his chest, looking up at him, “What do you mean?”
He pressed his forehead to mine and whispered, “Hannah, I’ve never stopped wanting you.” I closed my eyes and took an imaginary photo of this moment. I wished that it would last forever, but I knew that it wouldn’t. He kissed my forehead and leaned his head back again, letting me rest on his chest, and we stayed like this for a long time. I personally wouldn’t have minded it we had stayed like that forever.
“Stop what?” I screamed. I didn’t want to hear his answer. I slammed the door and my shoulders leaned into the closed door and my back slid down the surface until my knees met my chin. He fisted the door and it was over. My lungs couldn’t keep up with the throbbing of my heart and sobs filled the room. I heard Harry sigh and walk away from the door.
He remembered… everything. He remembered and expected me not to fight him? I had to get away. Crawling on the floor, I made my way to my bed, lying there for what seemed like forever. I heard the exterior bathroom door open and a sniffling Harry walked in the one going into my room. I kept my body turned away from him, not wanting to see him.
“We’ve got to put an end to this…” he nearly whispered.
“I put an end to this a long time ago,” I raged.
“I mean to the fighting!” He took a deep breath as I cringed at him booming voice. “I mean…” he took a deep breath, “to the fighting,” he revised more calmly. The bed bounced slightly and his long fingers brushed my arm. I flinched away, but not before I felt the goose bumps rise on my skin. His hand retracted and the bed began to move as he got off. He walked to the other side, putting my head at bellybutton height. My eyes traveled up his bare body to meet his green eyes, lined with tears threatening to fall.
I went to turn away, but he didn’t let me get that far. Before I could do anything, Harry had restrained me and was looking into my eyes. I attempted to beat on his chest, but with his hands around my wrists, it was useless. I didn’t want to fight anymore and I knew that he didn’t either. My arms went limp and the sobs became heavier. I had to get my last word in,
“You could have just been honest with me.” He almost looked confused. To clarify, I looked him straight in the eyes and pleaded, “If you didn’t want me, you could’ve just told me so.”
My wrists dropped to my knees as I started to curl into a ball. Harry sat down on the side of my bed. He gestured for me to move over and I obliged. He lied down next to me and pulled me into his chest. I clung to his bare chest, not bothering to wipe my tears away; Harry did that for me. This is how all of our fights were. We yelled at each other to make our point until someone broke down; the remains of the time were spent with the breaker comforting the broken, which, in most cases, was me.
“Babe, you don’t understand…”
“I swear to God, Harry if you use the band as an excu…”
“No,” he cut me off. He nuzzled his nose into my hair. “You’ve been misunderstanding me this whole entire time.”
I peeled my head from his chest, looking up at him, “What do you mean?”
He pressed his forehead to mine and whispered, “Hannah, I’ve never stopped wanting you.” I closed my eyes and took an imaginary photo of this moment. I wished that it would last forever, but I knew that it wouldn’t. He kissed my forehead and leaned his head back again, letting me rest on his chest, and we stayed like this for a long time. I personally wouldn’t have minded it we had stayed like that forever.
Notes
Happy New Year! Probably the last chapter of the night! I'll try to post again tomorrow :)xoxo Hannah <3
so in love with this one !!! update soon!!!
10/20/16