Breaking Point - Seven

hi this update is shirt but um I’m wiring another fanfic rn too and it’s gonna be serious and I’m gonna try really hard and I have tons of ideas so yeah ilysm and I’m sorry about this update bye

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"I never planned

on falling in love

but then I met you.”


- Luke -

"So I’m assuming it didn’t go very well." Niall said as I buckled my seatbelt. I didn’t respond.

"Luke." Michael waved a hand in front of my face. "Are you crying?"

Again, I didn’t respond.

"Lukeyyy." Ashton cooed, poking my face.

"Guys stop. Lets just go back to our place. He’s obviously not in the mood." Calum suggested and I gave him a small - very small - smile at his words. He was right. I wasn’t in the mood. I just wanted to go home.

"Fine." Niall sighed backing out of the driveway.

I rested my head against the window of the car as we drove. I watched the street rapidly pass beneath us as the car picked up speed and I watched as rain began to pour down from the darkened sky. The drops hit the window gently and I watched as the raindrops slithered down the glass as if they were racing.

— 11 years ago, age 7.

"I bet that ones gonna win!" Riley laughed, pointing at the smallest drop that has just landed on the window.

"It’s too small. That ones going to win, duh," I replied, sticking my tongue out at her as I pointed my finger at the biggest raindrop that was already moving downwards.

"You’re wrong," she shrugged, her wide blue eyes still attached to the moving water.

Turns out I was wrong because her pathetic little raindrop quickly slid down the cool glass of the window, winning the race. She looked back at me and stuck her tongue out before she giggled and poked me.

"Loser."

"Luke are you crying again?" Michael asked, leaning forwards and poking my face. "I don’t like it when you cry."

I wiped my face with the back of my hands and sniffed - much louder than I intended to - before apologizing and saying I was fine. All of them mumbled something about me being full of shit as we pulled up to our home.

I swiftly opened the door and walked inside without waiting for the others. I didn’t like crying in front of other people. I didn’t like crying period. I ran up the stairs, skipping two at a time to my room but it wasn’t long until Calum came up and began knocking on the door.

"Please go away." I mumbled through the pillow I was holding tightly against my face. The door swung open anyways and I removed the pillow from my face to glare at him.

"This is my room too, you know? We share it." He rolled his eyes and I said sorry for what seemed like the hundredth time today.

"She’s just pissed off right now, it’s gonna work out buddy." Calum patted my back before throwing himself onto his own mattress.

"How would you know?" I asked, wiping my face with my wrist.

"It just will. Riley is still our Riley." Calum began and I almost wanted to correct him and say she was my Riley, but I didn’t. "She’s just pissed at you right now because you forgot about her… I mean, I would be pretty pissed too."

I wonder if he realized that he really wasn’t being all that helpful.

"You guys forgot her too! I shouldn’t be the one taking the blame!" I yelled, grabbing at my hair in frustration.

"Okay yeah, we forgot about her for the last four years, as did you, but when we saw her today we all knew who she was and you being a dumbass asked her what was her name!" Calum stressed, glaring at me.

Calum was right, and I knew that. I just didn’t want her to only be upset with me. Her being upset with the others wouldn’t necessarily make me feel better, but it would make me feel like this entire thing wasn’t all my fault but truthfully, I knew that it was.

"I don’t want to talk about this anymore." I mumbled, burying myself beneath my comforter and Calum took the hint and left the room, leaving me alone.


- Riley -

"Do you love me back?"

Harry’s questioned rang through my ears and I was at a loss for words. I had never told Harry about my bitterness for love, It just simply didn’t come up into conversation. Love was something I wasn’t familiar with but in the last four years, I had warmed up to it slightly, but not enough to believe in it. I’ve come to the realization that love scares me. Loving someone gives them the ability to hurt you to a better advantage than anyone else. It gives them the access to completely ruin you and the concept made me nervous. Love wasn’t easy for me to accept, much less return but another realization I had come to was that if I had to let anyone in the world have the access to ruin me, it would be Harry.

Harry sighed as he awaited my response, he noticed I was taking too long to answer.

"I- I get it. Forget I asked." Harry mumbled, standing up from the couch but before he could distance himself from it, I grabbed his hand and pulled him back down.

"I need you to listen to me." I said while I laced my fingers with his. "I don’t believe in love because of my parents. My entire life, I’ve never experienced love in any form so you have to understand that this is hard for me."

Harry nodded, seeming to understand as he looked at our intertwined hands.

"I may not believe in love but I know that the closest I’ve ever come to the feeling is the feeling that I have when I’m with you." I told him truthfully and he cupped my face in his hands, pressing a long kiss to my lips.

"I get it and I’m sorry for making you talk about it when you’re uncomfortable with it. You don’t have to tell me you love me but that won’t stop me from telling you." He smiled, resting his forehead against mine.

"Today has been pretty insane." I noted, standing up from the couch and pulling Harry up with me. "Can we go to sleep?"

"Sure we can, baby."

I walked up the stairs, Harry following directly behind me and into my room. After changing into an old t shirt of Harry’s, I went to join him in my bed only to find him smiling at me as I climbed in next to him.

"What?" I blushed, examining his expression.

"I love you so much." He said quietly, pulling me into his side.

and in that moment I think I realized something.


I was falling in love with Harry.

if I change my user back to ‘harrystylesssexy’ will it have all of my posts back? Because mine of my links for my fanfics will work because the ‘blog doesn’t exist’ if I change it back will it work?