...Even the strongest feelings expires when ignored...

. . .

As Harry enhanced the beauty of the small cocoon, he almost forgot the girl. He turned his head to look at her.

She had black, almost dark blue hair. Blue eyes as he had seen earlier. She looked like a normal girl. But she had a hipster and soft girl vibe, Harry could tell. The atmosphere in the room said she was an aesthetic girl. The tons of plants giving it away. She didn't seemed like she was going to talk. And Harry respected that.

He sighed and turned back. And that's when he saw the other accessories, kicked under the bed. A rope and a plastic bag which seemed to be filled with something shiny. Harry's breath shuddered as he picked up the two items.

"No one knows"

The rope and the bag flew out of his hand when he heard her voice. He quietly turned around on his heel.

"No one sees"

Harry titled his head to the side and tried to figure out what she was saying. But of course he couldn't.

"No one cares"

Then she turned around. Her eyes wasn't bloodshot as a normal persons' would. It does look a little swollen. She sighed and walked over to her bed, sitting down on it. Harry could tell she's ready to talk. He himself took a seat at one of fold up chairs made from canvas.

"What?" Harry's never felt stupid.

"No one knows that I'm drowned in sorrow, No one sees that I don't really smile and even if they do, they wouldn't care"

Then there was silence. Both of them breathing quietly, afraid that voices would disturb the beautiful evening.

"You're Harry Styles"

Harry looked up to her. Then she did know who he is. But why didn't she acted all crazy and clung to him like a koala and scream until his ears bleed? Isn't she a fan?

Right, she was busy trying to kill herself.

"I am a fan Harry" Harry was now embarrassed because he was thinking out loud. 

"Then?"

"I'm just not like everyone" Harry mentally rolled his eyes. That's what everyone says at first. They're not like everyone and that they're different. "I have more things to worry. More than having a famous singer hanging out in my bedroom, like ending my life you know?"

oh.

"Can I ask what Harry Styles is doing in my house?" She questioned.

"Actually you probably know about the hiatus right?" Harry asked to which the girl nodded. "So I felt like after everything that'd happen I need a new start and here I am. Came here because it's away from everything. I was gonna stay at the neighborhood, but there was a leek. So your father offered to give me space"

"And how come you came to my room?"

"You're father said you were in here and that you'd be surprise if you see me. And he said that I should go there and talk to you myself"

"Surprised. More like worried" She muttered under her breath.

"Be thankful"

"I'm not thankful" She said in an accusing tone. "I'm disappointed . I don't want to live, can't you see that" She stood up and gestured around with her hands. "I don't want to live and suffer. I would've died happily if you didn't step into this room"

"But if I didn't come, you wouldn't be here now"

"So what?" She snapped again. "That's what I wanted"

And that made him shut up. She slumped down on the bed.

"Hi" Harry said in a soft voice. The girl looked up, hair curtaining her face. "I'm Harry"

She looked down at the hand he was offering. Harry swore he saw a tiny curl on her lip before she took his large hand in her petite one.

"And I'm June"

"Lovely name"

"Thanks"

They were interrupted by a loud knock on the door. Then the door slowly opened and in peaked Murray- June's dad.

"Harry, Supper is ready, you can come downstairs now" Harry nodded and the mans head slowly turned towards the girl on the bed. Harry saw the man visibly glare and the girl stiffen, returning back to her stiff posture. But the man closed the door behind him and left without a word, leaving a confused Harry and a stiff June behind.

Once they both were downstairs Harry could easily smell the cake. And tension. There was a lot of tension between the three members of the family. Both Murray nor Theresa talked to the girl. Theresa didn't even looked at her. June didn't dare open her mouth. And Harry felt awkward. But Murray and Theresa tried his best to make him feel like home. They ran around, arranging coffee, tea, different types of cakes and toasts and what not.

Harry politely thanked them.

But of course he couldn't take another step without taking a photo of the beautifully arranged coffee. Everything in this house was so aesthetic. Harry himself is not a big fan of aesthetics but he couldn't ignore this. Everything looked so bohemian. Rugs and cane and fur and macrame. And of course, plants. Harry wondered if they had a huge back garden to pick up all this plants and leaves around the house. He'll find that out later.

The food was delicious. He literally moaned at the taste. (And is not very proud of that) They talked about stuff. Mostly about his carrier. Throughout the conversation Harry learned five things. One, Murray and Theresa were not fans of the big pop star world. Two, They don't like tattoos. He figured out from the look Theresa gave when he told her he had 54 tattoos. Three, They are not fans of the dating conspiracy. Four, They are very religious. Five, they have a problem with their daughter.

They showed him the room he was going to stay in. It was nice and cozy just like he needed. With cream walls and a similar window to June's which takes up a whole wall. And there's a beautiful view of the country and the city. The room had a separated bathroom. There was a queen size bed with heavy blankets. A fur rug on the brown carpet. And he loved it. He loved every inch of it. From the top to the bottom. To left to right. 

And he looked forward to spend time in the household. A beautiful house with a motherly lady, a fatherly mister and a beautiful daughter.

He's ready to start it over again.

But of course not after posting the cuppa on his Instagram. his fans should be thankful he's using social media.

harrystyles cuppa.

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whore4harry That's some fit cuppa

harrymyhubby HAROLD WHERE HAVE YOU GONE?!

1dedicated That's a nice background...

JuneGarner  ♥                                                                                                                                                                                        harrystyles liked this comment

ohnoneil Who is dat????

Terrrrrrance Who iS JUNE GARNER?

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[A/N- hii *scratches back of neck because I've been refusing to update* soo, personally not very proud of the chapter but it came out okay...I hope you enjoyed it. Btw, who went to the live show?? ahh, that day was the only good thing. And the contract is over! can you believe that? no. And Jesy's leaving- I- I don't know what to feel]

QOC- What's your favorite movie?

MEAN GIRLD AND MISS PEREGIRNE'S HOME FOR PECULIAR CHILDREN.

MEAN GIRLS, ok I have literally no words about that. I LOVE this. I even can quote the full movie like, that movie is legendary bruh. And I love Regina- she's just KWEEN-

Miss Peregrine's home for peculiar children. Lemme get this straight, I love every single movie with Asa Butterfield, but this is what like- I Love Love. Asa's so cute in that and also I like the story- so my type.

That's a wrap. I hope you liked the chapter and don't forget to gimme feedback.

Read. Enjoy. Comment. Vote.

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p.s - the usernames below the photo are totally made up by me- I'm not targeting anyone or blah blah.