february 2018

"hey guys!" (y/n) heard harry say from downstairs in the hallway. tom and zendaya had arrived to do the raffle draw for the third brothers trust event. she could hear the mumbles of greetings from both tom and Z as they went further into the house and started to prep for the event.

the day had been busy and tiring. harry and paddy were downstairs waiting to help with the event while (y/n) decided to stay upstairs. it was meant to be a day for the brothers to be together, making her think of sam and the realisation of their break up had hit her.

once dinner had been eaten, (y/n) and helped clear away and then went straight upstairs to shower and was in bed in less than 20 minutes. she was now laid in tom's old bed, staring at the ceiling. the duvet was up to her chest, her arms over the top of it with her hands resting on her body over the duvet. her music quietly played in the background.

when seemed like hours later, she heard the livestream begin and tom start to speak. at a snail pace, she turned over and grabbed her phone, turning it on and going on instagram, watching the live which she so desperately didn't want to be in.

half an hour after the live ended, she heard footsteps up the stairs. she guessed it was just nikki, dom, harry and paddy coming up to get showers, but she suddenly heard a knock on her door.

"hey," harry said gently as he walked in. " you feeling okay? i know you're not doing amazing, but you wanna talk about it or-?" he asked, sitting down.

"i'm okay. well, not really okay, but i- it's just hard, haz," she sat up and harry moved closer to her. "seeing him on instagram with elysia. she's so sweet, but it hurts. he moved on so quickly. i saw your comment and it was five days after we broke up. was i really that bad of a girlfriend?"

"i'm sorry. i didn't think you'd see it"

"it's fine. i checked out her account when i heard you guys talking on facetime and saw it then. but i just don't get it. we've been- we were together for over three years, did it mean nothing to him? it took him five days to get over me. i broke up with him and i'm the hurt one. i don't want to feel like this anymore"

"feel like what?" harry asked, loving even closer.

"worthless" she replied. harry moved closer still.

"you're not worthless," he said, bringing his hand up to cup her cheek slightly. "you're not worthless. you're amazing. i should know; i'm you're best friend"

"thank, haz" she smiled slightly, leaning in towards his hand. she almost seemed to move her head closer to harry's in that moment. he did too.

"i'm not going to kiss you," he whispered, feeling her hands on his cheeks. "it'll end up bad"

"i understand," she moved her hands and leaned back. "i'm sorry. i'm just-"

"i know," he brought her into a hug. "i know"