Little Things (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 47

May 5th. 

It read on the digital blue lettering on the glass clock.

Libby and Eleanor woke me up with a birthday cake up to my room as they song happily.

 “aww thanks you guys” I hugged them both as they ushered me to make a wish.

 Closing my eyes and already having my wish in my mind.

I wish Harry would at least wish me a happy birthday..

 I opened my eyes to blow out the 19 candles.

 Ele and Libby both clapped and cheered as they walked out the room downstairs.

 My fake smile disappeared as my real face came out. I fell back onto my pillows closing my eyes.

 Me and Harry were becoming more distant…his calls and text got less frequent. But the rest of the lads texted and called every 15 minutes.

I was already receiving birthday text from all four of them. But not Harry…

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{Later that night}

We had a small birthday party in the back yard with the white Christmas lights hanging in the trees and hedges. It was just me, Libby, Ele, Danielle, and Delilah. Delilah changed a lot actually...Her hair was now a chestnut brown and her hair came beautifully cascaded to her lower back.

We just had 19 cupcakes 19 Macaroons and Chinese takeout. All sitting around the wired French classic outdoor table, laughing and talking about good times.

This was actually helping me take my mind off of Harry. But the pain was still there hiding, it was just waiting for something to bring it out.

 Libby kept gobbling down food as everyone watches her tiny self look like a female version of Niall.

“So what did Harry get you for your birthday?” Eleanor asked curiously as she bit into a red velvet cupcake.

Well that stabbed me..in my heart.

I can’t believe the own man I loved didn’t even remember my birthday…Or he just didn't bother to even say anything at all at this point...

 They all saw the truth when they say my eyes lose contact with all of them and looked at the ground beginning to release the water rivers.

“That asshole!”

“How could he forget!?”

“I’m chopping off someone’s penis tonight!!”

“You guys...its ok...” I told them calming them down. They gave me confused faces as if I was a mad woman. I was crazy, I don't know why I wasn't't mad at all..I understand why they would look at me like this and think I'm crazy for thinking it's ok.

“Really it is...I’m fine” I was lying because deep inside..I felt nothing because everything was ripped out and just taken away disconnected from every feeling and emotion wire connected to my heart.