War Of Hearts (Harry Styles x Reader) / Part from “The Travellers” Series
I apologize for missing so long. I never forgot about you, roses. But the study was over, and with it problems left. So meet my new creation, after a long absence.
Summary: During a romantic journey, Harry broke up with his girlfriend; she left him at the moment when he wanted to propose to her. First he wants to get drunk, but changes his decision in favor of a long walk through the beautiful Athena. He asks you to show him the city. But where will you take this walk?
Song:Ruelle – War Of Hearts Place: Athena, Greece
The fading sunlight gently filtered through the windows of a cozy cafe in the heart of the Greek capital. The tranquil life of Athens slowly flowed-minute by minute. In such an atmosphere, you don’t want to rush anywhere; you want to forget about everything and enjoy the present moment.
Harry sat alone behind a brightly lit table in a cafe. She left him alone, after he arranged for them this journey, with the goal to propose to her. Of course, she didn’t know about his plans, so she threw him in the most (for him) important moment in life.
He sat with his head down, examining the marble surface of the table and leading circular motions along a cup of coffee. He looked lost, devastated and offended at the same time.
You watched them: first they chatted cute, ordering coffee; then his face drooped, and the girl began to explain something quickly; then she slammed the door, leaving the guy alone, with all the thoughts that piled on him.
"Maybe something else?" - you asked gently, going up to him. He quickly raised his head at you, as if frightened by your unexpected appearance.
"Maybe ..." - he drawled, thinking about something. "I'm sure ... Do you have anything stronger?" - he smiled tightly.
«Have you decided to get drunk?» - you asked, he grinned. – «It seems to me that this is not the most reasonable way out of your situation».
«And what can you offer me instead of a week-long romantic binge?» - from his lips, finally, broke a satisfied smile.
"Oh God, you are in Greece," - you began. "I'm sure you're not local and first here. It's a great opportunity to just go somewhere. Go and consider the sights, interesting places. You see, in an hour you don’t remember her». - you with a smile took a cup from his hands and left. Harry looked you over.
"I don’t know anyone here" - a slightly raspy voice behind you began; you turned.
Opposite you stood Harry, blushing in a shy smile. He still seemed a little depressed and frustrated, but his face freshened and lit up with a smile.
«Where do I go, I don’t know. Trustfully, I’m hoped my ex will show me everything here, since it's local,» - there was a breakdown in his voice. "I really want to quickly forget her"
«So what's the problem?» - you asked with a smile. "Just get off the cafe and go. Go where you want»
"Make me company" - he looked at you intently. «You are local, you know the whole city. And besides, now I need a person to whom I can pour out my soul» - Harry said with a shy smile.
"Ah ..." - surprised by his request, you stretched out with a smile. "Of course, I want to help you, but are you absolutely sure that you want to pour out your soul to the first one?" - you looked at him with a look, waiting for an answer. "It's just, it's very personal... And I, I think, don’t ... Shouldn’t ..." - you were embarrassed.
"I see," - Harry said, noticing your embarrassment. "I see that I'm distracting you. Farewell" - he walked slowly to the exit.
"Wait" - you shouted, he turned to you with a smirk.
You couldn’t refuse him, seeing how bad he felt. It is better to make him a company and show the beauties of Athens, rather than let him go into his "romantic" drinking-bout. Therefore, you quietly walk along the Greek streets, talking on abstract topics.
Above the capital rose a bright yellow and golden ball of the sun, flooded with its light the ancient buildings of the majestic city. From the high stone walls of the houses the scent of dampness, mixed with the pungent smell of olive oil, was blowing. Residents of the city quietly strolled through the streets, doing their ordinary affairs: someone bought food, someone was walking with children, someone read the book aloud. In all this environment it is impossible to think about something bad.
Harry asked you to take him to the place where tourists usually drive, because, he thought, these places are the most beautiful. He actively told you about his music, so he didn’t notice how you had a view of the most important tourist place in Greece.
An ancient city, the heart of ancient and modern Athens, where thousands of years ago a civilization arose that gave rise to the whole modern Western world. High columns and ensembles of temples from whitewashed stone, in some places were destroyed, but continued to stand. The sunlight shone through the powerful columns, the city seemed at the same time dead and alive.
«Αυτό Ακρόπολη / Acropolis» - in Greek you explained, Harry smiled when he heard your Greek. – «It is called the heart of Athens»
You walked slowly and steadily among the ancient buildings, enjoying the opened views. You stopped, looking at the city below, not noticing that Harry was standing nearby, watching you. He was simultaneously overwhelmed with a sense of sadness because of parting, but he was incredibly happy in your company.
"You know," - he began as you walked to another landmark. «I saw her there. There in Ακρόπολη / Acropolis» - he said, smiling imitating the Greek accent, from which you both laughed.
«So what? Passed by without paying attention,» - you said with a smile, not looking at him. «Is it really so painful to part with your partner?» - you quietly grinned.
"Have not you ever experienced a break up?" - Harry asked with a smirk. "If you say no, I won’t believe it"
«Why?» - you are indignant. "Don’t I look like a person who is able to survive break ups good?" - you raised your inquiring eyes to him.
"No, you're just not like a person you can quit" - he smiled, not looking at you.
Crowds of tourists, dozens of camera flashes have alerted you that you have come to the right place. The sun-celestial veil gently covered the cold whitewashed bodies of the Caryatid’s portico. Five sculptures-columns supported the roof of the temple of the Erechtheion.
"It's beautiful here" - Harry said, continuing to examine the sculptures.
"Yes, mostly because of the ionic style of the temple and the sculptures of the beautiful Καρυάτιδα / Caryatids" - he smiled again at your Greek words.
"You were born here, in Greece?" - he asked, making his way through the crowds of tourists.
«Yes, I was born in Kastoria, in a very cozy Greek town,» - you broke into a broad smile, remembering childhood. «Then we moved to Athens»
Both of you were surprised that there were more tourists in this temple than in the Acropolis. Although usually everything is quite the opposite. To get out of the temple, it is necessary to get through a crowd of tourists who didn’t want to give way. Harry gently took your hand, from the unexpectedness of his touch over your body ran a noticeable shiver. He smiled gently and led you through the crowd.
The light fabric of your dress gently touched your legs, gently slipped around your waist. You breathed deeply, why your breast was raised high; you gently looked away into the city, preparing for the evening. You stood leaning on a tall marble column, from which it was cool. A gentle Athenian wind played with your hair, slowly fingering your curls in his invisible fingers.
«Σύντομα όλα θα τελειώσουν. Θα φύγει και θα με αφήσει μόνο του / Soon all will end. He will leave and forget me» - you said with vexation.
Seeing him, upset and killed by the bitterness of break up, you sincerely felt sorry for him, so you volunteered to help him with his misfortune. "But perhaps," - you thought, "Perhaps something else has prompted me to help him ...? Pity? Sympathy?". You realized that you can’t fall in love with him, as the holiday romance have never lasted long and didn’t end happily.
It would seem in Greece, where for centuries an invisible feeling of love and bliss reigns enveloping the whole country; invisible, but so sensual and alive that it is impossible not to fall in love here with someone. It seems that the Aphrodite herself embraces the city with her love, instilling this tart feeling in everyone's heart.
The whole day you noticed how Harry looks at you. It was not just a friendly look, it was an affectionate and warm look that studied every your movement. You still felt the warmth of his hand on your palm, from this to your cheeks bristled with a slight blush.
"Hey, something's wrong," - Harry asked with concern, noticing your sad face. His unexpected voice made you start a little; you woke up from your thoughts and smiled. "It's almost evening, so take me please somewhere where it's quiet and good-looking" - he smiled.
Scarlet blood spilled over the innocent Athenian sky. In the windows of the city houses and restaurants the fine wine-red smoothness of the evening sky was reflected, whitewashed walls and columns of ancient Greek cultural monuments were painted in light red colors. All around was enveloped in the beauty and breathe of the approaching night.
You climbed the Muse Hill. Embraced by a small park with green trees, in its middle is a monument, a large monument, now lit by a peaceful scarlet color of evening. Harry sat down on one of the large stones and gestured for you to sit beside him.
"You really do know good looks," - Harry said with a smile, not taking his eyes off the evening city. "Everything you showed me today was incredibly beautiful. I left all my thoughts there, left all my thoughts in Ακρόπολη» - you again quietly laughed; he liked to say this word in Greek.
"You're welcome" - you smiled softly, and felt that there were already tears in your throat.
"I don’t want to leave all this, it's so easy for me here, I feel free" - he took a deep breath. "I don’t want to leave you, we have become good friends" - he looked at you with a smile, you trying to avoid his gaze.
Visitors continued to fill the cafe with their noise, the barista continued to fill the cafe with the magical aroma of coffee, and you continued to try to forget Harry, who in one day gave you unforgettable moments more than anyone in your entire life. It's been a month since he left, and since then you have not spoken. Even on the Internet.
You blamed him for not writing to you, although he promised to maintain communication with you on a periodic basis. The bright sun continued to flood the streets of Athens with its soft light, pleasing the inhabitants with warm weather. Today everyone goes somewhere - museums, picnics, meetings, walks - only you and your colleague Orion continue to load yourself with work. You try to forget Harry; Orion is trying to save money for a new guitar.
Taking a bottle of coffee with you (pouring a little red wine in this drink), you went to Muse Hill, the last place where you saw Harry. The sky was as if stained with wounds that filled the evening sky with scarlet colors. Conveniently sitting on one of the cold benches, you looked into the distance, letting the light wind blow all your thoughts.
"You'll freeze" - a voice said, wrapping your shoulders in the jacket.
It was Harry. You realized that it was him, so you were afraid to turn around and meet his gaze. He quietly sat next to you, gently turned your face to him and kissed you. From the surprise of this kiss, you shuddered a little, but felt Harry's warm hands, immediately calmed down. He's here. He's here for you.
"What do you say?" - he exhaled, a little detached to see your face. "Did I manage to surprise you?" - He smiled broadly, running his thumb along your cheek.
"Of course" - you timidly said.
"I love you, Y/N," - he began, leaning towards your ear. "And I never want to leave you for long" - your glances met, you smiled.
Harry pulled away from you and decided to drink your coffee a little. But he quickly felt the taste of wine, so he stopped.
"Y/N, God, what is this?" - you both started to laugh. "Romantic booze?" - you laughed even louder.
"I love you," - you whispered.
