Breathing

Chapter 72

~Hey guys a few people were having trouble seeing this chapter so Im reposting it. If you have already read chapter 72 this is not a new chapter~

I repeat:

**THIS IS NOT A NEW CHAPTER**

Chapter 72

Once Harry arrived with Ed. Lo explained the flowers to him just like she had done me. And like me Harry was confused. She warned him about the room before he finally decided to see for himself.
I insisted on waiting with Lo, Niall, and Ed while he went.

Niall had shown up just before Harry arrived. He was upset though that the landlord would only let them move to another apartment, but wouldn't let them break the lease, without paying for the remaining months.

"We can look for a sub leaser. He can't deny us to break our lease if someone will be replacing us" Lo suggested. "Right?"

"Yea but that will take time babe. We are better off just moving to a new apartment." Niall sat back on the couch closing his eyes.

Nobody knew what to say or do at this point.

"Charlie are you ok?" Ed's concerned tone pulled me from my thoughts.

"Um yea I'm fine" I shrugged. I wasn't though. Ever since Lo showed me the room. Thoughts of Liam and memories from that day had been overflowing my mind.

Lo's suggestion that Alex could be behind this had been weighing on me, but the likely hood was slim. I hadn't heard from Alex in over a year. Why would he show up now? And why would he be going out of his way to stalk me?

Is that what they would be considered? A stalker? Was I being stalked this entire time? Liam had continued to deny that he was the one sending the roses. Not that his word meant anything. He admitted to attacking me in the prop closet. If he really was the one sending the flowers, why would he deny it?

"Should we check on Harry? He's too quiet. That's never good" Ed tried to tease but no one found the humor.

"I'll go" I stood letting my feet carry me towards the far bedroom. The hall seemed to stretch as I walked making the short walk torturous. When I reached the door I only cracked it to see him standing with his back to me.

"Harry?"

Harry's POV

I stood in the middle of the room. The harsh bright red paint giving the room an angry red hue that matched my current mood. I read every word. My eyes tracing over the bold lettering. I needed to do something. This whole thing was fucked up. I couldn't believe Lo showed this to Charlie.

"Harry?" Her small voice was heard from the hallway.

"Please don't come in here Char" The stinging pain behind my eyes making it hard to keep them open, and not give into the warm tears that threatened to fall.

"Harry I've already seen the room"

"I know. I just don't want you in here. It will make me feel better if you don't come back in here. Ok?" My words came out rushed and pleading.

"Ok" she thankfully agreed. After a few more minutes of silence she spoke again. "Harry I know this is a lot to take in but please say something"

I'd been standing in the room for who knows how long, before she came to check on me. Rendered speechless at the sight.

"I-I don't know what to say.." I trailed off. I blinked away the few tears still trying to escape.

I can't cry. I have to be strong for her. No matter how much I'm hurting as well.