In which Harry missed an important event of Y/N’s.
You were a nervous wreck. Some sweat coming out on your forehead and as well on your palms, and Harry was trying his best to calm you down. You weren’t used to giving a speech in so many people watching every movement you take, it was your nightmares.
“Hey, Hey, look at me.” He said, as you took a deep breath and finally looking at his green eyes. The warmness of the color made you calm down a little bit, but your heart was still beating as fast as it can.
“I-I’m sorry, I’m just not a big fan of speechs.” You smiled a little bit, gripping the folded paper which contained the long speech you have made for the past 2 days. It was a special one for you since you dedicated your speech to him, all of it, because he was the one who helped to go through it all, he taught you how to be confident and happy through out the years of studying.
“There’s nothing to be sorry fo’, it’s normal to be nervous. Remember, I’m there to help you out.” He smiled, giving your hand a small squeeze. His phone suddenly gone off which made you both look on it, he sighed and went over to grab his phone.
“Need to take this, it’s Jeff.” He said running his hands through his hair. You stare at him for a moment before giving him a nod and a smile.
“Sure, take your time.” You rubbed your arm, while Harry walked over and gave you a small kiss on the forehead before walking out from the room.
He pressed the answer button, and placed it against his ear, looking around making sure no one was around.
“Harry! I got big news!” Jeff exclaimed, making him smile a bit.
“Yeah? What is it?” He scratched the back of his head, completely excited to hear what’s his news were.
“Your album was a huge fucking success man! It’s blowing up the whole internet.” Harry laughed on how happy his manager was, and also he was happy for himself.
“That’s great, I’ll thank the staff later.” Was all the things he said. He heard a frown coming from Jeff which made Harry furrowed his eyebrows.
“We need to celebrate a little man.”
“I mean, yeah sure, but I couldn’t—“ A little bit of nervousness was on his voice, because he knows he can’t go anywhere tomorrow. His main priority was in Y/N’s speech.
“What about tomorrow? Me, you and your team?” He cursed himself.
“Oh, I wish I could but I got some important—“
“Man, come on, your album is more important. Just a few couple of drinks, and I promise we’ll keep track on time.” Harry was having second thoughts, he couldn’t think properly, he was very happy for his album, yes, but he’s also happy for his girl to graduate as a law student.
“A couple only, Okay? And we’ll keep track on time.” He said sternly.
“Yes, Yes, Harry.” Jeff laughed.
“Jeff, I swear to God, I can’t miss this event so we gotta—“
“I know! I know! I gotta go, see you tomorrow mate!” He hung up already, which made Harry pinch the bridge of his nose.
A little celebration won’t hurt right?
He went back again to his room, finding you already on your pajamas, staring at the speech you’ve made. He smiled, as cheesy as may it sounds, no words can describe on how proud he is for you. Your sleepless nights studying on your exams was worth it.
He went over and sat beside you, wrapping his arm on your shoulder as you laid your head on his chest. He took a smell of your hair, closing his eyes as he smelled vanilla, it’s Harry’s favorite shampoo of yours.
“You’ll do great, babe, I promise.” He whispered, running his hands through your brown curls. You sighed, rubbing your eyes.
“I wish, I already lost count on how many times I prayed today.” You laughed, and grabbed his hand, playing with his perfect-defined fingers. He giggled a little bit and pressed a kiss on your hair.
“Just promise me you’ll be there, Okay?” You looked at him straight in the eye, praying to God that he’ll keep his promise.
You kept looking into your watch, tapping your legs continuously on the ground as you look at the empty chair beside Anne and Gemma. They tried calling him for a few times, but they said he wouldn’t answer.
Some small water were coming out from your eyes, but you blinked them away. Your palms started to sweat. Your mind waw doing different scenarios in your head, but you didn’t listen to them because he promised to you that he’ll come, and you believe in him.
30 minutes came by, and still, he wasn’t still there. You became slightly annoyed for him being late, you checked on your watch and the clock at the same time, wishing that you could just stop the time for a minute until he comes in.
“Y/N, you’re turn in 15 minutes.” The lady approached you with a cardboard on her hands. You shakily nodded your head, still trying to blink away your tears, but it keeps on coming again.
The time keeps on passing by, until you didn’t notice people were already signaling you to come on stage. You gave them a ‘wait’ sign, and finally got the paper of your speech that you’ve been practicing for a little while.
Sadness were coming over you as you still saw that the chair was empty, Anne and Gemma gave you a small thumbs up and a big smile. You returned it and took a deep breathe. You slowly walked down the stage, looking at the crowd, praying to God that he’ll show up any minute, but, no, he didn’t.
You unfolded the paper and leaned closer to the mic and started talking.
“Hello, Good evening everyone. I’m Y/N Y/L/N, I am very happy to graduate as a law student, I’ve encountered many tiring and hard tasks during my academic years, but I got through it.”
You took a small glance on the crowd, seeing that he’s still not there. It broke your heart, you tried to control your feelings, not letting a tear drop on your cheeks. You smiled a bit seeing Anne and Gemma smiling at you proudly, they took a quick snap of photo of you and proceeding again to listen.
“By the help of the man I love, Harry, I got through all of that. He helped me to overcome my fears. So, this whole achievement of mine is all about him, because I wouldn’t be getting these rewards if it wasn’t for him.”
You continued your speech that is dedicated for him, but your voice couldn’t stop breaking everytime you see his chair is still empty. You couldn’t believe he missed your speech as well your graduation, but the worst part is, he broke his promise.
Harry drank small shots, and kept on talking to his bandmates, having the time of his life. He get to dance all around the dance floor without anyone disturbing him.
“Oh shit man, I gotta run, my wife is gonna kill me when I’m home this late.” Jeff looked at his watch, and looking at Harry again.
Harry stopped dancing for a second, he couldn’t help but sense that something was wrong. His eyes widened as he remembered your event, that ended 3 hours ago.
“Fuck, what time is it?” He grabbed his jacket and a water bottle.
“It’s 11 mate.” His blood ran cold, her speech started at 9PM and he knew he already missed a lot of it. He didn’t waste any time and just ran outside the bar, not caring if some paps saw him, your graduation was his priority.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He yelled, turning on the engine and driving as fast as he can. He didn’t give a damn if he could get thousands of over speeding tickets, he need to get there as soon as possible.
He saw the building where Y/N should be giving her speech, but he punched the steering wheel as he saw people already going out on the venue, hugging their children, and he can’t help but curse at himself for not saying a single congratulation to her.
He ran as fast as possible, praying that she was still there, and she was. She was sitting on a chair, he knew she was crying, he couldn’t blame her, it was all of his fault anyways.
As he got closer, Y/N’s head shot up, she didn’t say anything but glare at him, and stood up from her chair. She hastily grabbed her bag, but Harry stopped her.
“Y/N—“ Her palm harshly came contact on his cheek, making his head turn on the other side. The loud smack made Gemma gasp, and pulled Y/N away from him.
“How could you?!” She yelled at him, boy, she was mad. Her whole make up was a mess, her toga was already messy because of her sitting too long.
“I can explain.” He didn’t tried move closer to her because he knew it could get worst.
“Fucking explain then, Explain why you didn’t came!” She yelled again, he flinched as he heard her swear, she rarely swear especially when it’s because of him. Her bloodshot eyes made Harry silent for a while, he broke her badly, and he couldn’t forgive himself.
“Look, my album was a success. Jeff asked for a couple of drinks, and I just lost track of time.” He told her, running his hands through his hair.
“Bullshit!” She gave in a sarcastic laugh and threw her hands on the air.
“Look, You’re mad, hurt, and broken. I understand completely and I’m sorry—“
“Your apologize won’t reverse the time, Harry! I just asked you a simple favor, and you couldn’t even do it!” She was a mess. Gemma rubbed her shoulders, and just looked at the ground.
“You remember the time I skipped my major exams, so I can come to you in Jamaica? I skipped everything for you! Let’s just thank God that they still accepted me to retake the exams!”
Harry tried to reach for her arms, but she walked away further away from him. It hurt him seeing her walking away from him as if he was her nightmare.
“I know, Call me anything you want, I deserve it, but, I want you to know how sorry and stupid I am. I didn’t mean this to happened.” He looked at her eyes, his eyes were bloodshot as hers, but she didn’t care. She went over and grabbed the paper, and threw it on the floor.
“That was all for you, I dedicated it all for you, but I guess your album is more important than—“
Harry’s eyes teared up more as he heard her words, she dedicated her speech to him, that’s why she wanted him badly to go. It just made Harry’s feelings worst.
“No, no, baby you’re more—“
“Then why didn’t you came?! Why?! If you have the guts to tell me I’m more important, then why didn’t you came?” She took a step forward and pushed him harshly on the shoulders. Gemma muttured a small stop, and gently pushed her away from him.
“This is a one life opportunity. I asked you to be there for me when I needed you the most, but you didn’t. Did you know how much it hurt me?”
Harry stood there silently, letting her words stab him in the heart, he messed up so bad. He didn’t planned any of this.
“I was there for you through it all, but you weren’t even there in my one special event.”
Harry slowly walked over to her, and just grabbed her hand. He swore he could have dropped into his knees when he felt that she wasn’t pulling away. He felt complete by just touching her hand.
He felt like he’s missing piece was completed by just feeling her touch once again.
“I asked you for one thing Harry…” She croaked out, looking at the ground. Ignoring his stare.
His heart broke at the sight of her, knowing that he was all the reason behind this. He’s gonna lose her, the love of his life is walking away from his life. Fuck, get everything away from him, but just not her. She was the only person that could make him happy and contented.
“I’m so so sorry. You know you’re always my main priority, it’s just, Jeff invited in wrong timing, and I’m an asshole for that.” After those words were spoken, she shook her head. Letting go of his hands, and backing away again.
“I love you, Y/N, and, I’ll do anything to fix this, please.” He said, her eyes slowly looked at his. Taking a deep breathe, and grabbing her bag again.
“I don’t want you near my sight ever again.”
He was silent, too shock to comprehend to understand what she just told him. This was the time he broke down, getting into his knees, it made her stop into her tracks, and looked over her shoulder. She said some words she didn’t mean, but it’s too late for her to change it.
Anne tried to comfort him, but he kept on pushing all the people who tried to touch him. He need was you, you were the only one who could calm him down, but, he thinks he also deserved all the words that came out from your mouth.
“It’s time to go come on.” Anne whispered and tried her best to stand him up.
“I messed up.” Anne sighed, rubbing his arm.
“You did, Harry, you did.”
This is my FIRST long angst story, so I’m sorry if this is bad or anything. Leave a feedback :)
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