@Mrsirwin5 this ones for youuuuu love :)I followed behind harry like a lost puppy as he weaved in and out of paps and fans, completely disregarding me. He had good reason too though, for I had acted out of jealousy and turned a once fabulous date, into a horrific disaster. I was never like this normally, I was always the quiet one, never into violence or anything of the sort-- and that's one thing harry loved the most about me, and now that I had tainted my record I was afraid that maybe, just maybe, his love would decrease. He opened his car door and slipped in, me following behind hurriedly, normally he would let me in first because he knew how much I hated the paps. I felt a hand on my butt and I yelped practically diving into the car after harry.
We sat in thick silence.
I knew it was wrong but it felt so right at the time. Of all people, Melody, Harrys Ex-Lover who he was previously ready to propose too had broken his heart carelessly, turns out she only wanted his money. Now, if that wasn't enough to fuel my fire, her coming over and having the audacity to rub it in Harry's face knowing how much it hurt his pride and heart was going a step too far in my book.
And after stroking his chest and patting his but, she actually kissed the corner of his lips, attempted to remove her but it wasn't working. . so I knew I had to step in. Especially once she began talking abut their 'Never-ending- passionate' time in between the sheets.
So I stood up and slapped her, right across her pretty face, and also dumped my drink over her, she screamed and cried acting like a fan so the paps would trash Harrys rep. And that's what's going to happen. Hence, why he is pissed off because, I, just single handedly trashed his image. But she deserved it, especially after breaking my Harry's heart.
We got out at our apartment and I was freaking nervous.
"Harry, I'm sorry, look I'll twee-" I said grabbing his arm pleadingly. He snatched it away and cut me off.
"What? So you can make it worse? No thanks." He spat harshly. I sighed, my frustrating and tears building.
"Harry! She was talking about you having sex with her!" I exclaimed. He turned around angrily.
"So fucking what? We were in the past, we're over. Done. There was no need to slap her and throw your drink over her over something so silly!" He shouted. I shook my head sniffling.
"That, that wasn't the only reason harry! It was also because of what she did to you!" I yelled my eyes getting glassy and a lump forming in my throat.
"That has nothing to do with you, you should've stayed out of it." He gritted. The tears finally spilled over and I looked down, avoiding his eyes.
"It has everything to do with me, because I love you haz." I whispered weakly. After a few moments of silence I felt two thumbs against my cheeks.
"Oh kiara, what am I going to do with you?" He sighed almost fondly and kissed my forehead. I shrugged dejectedly. He laughed quietly.
"M' sorry I yelled at my girl." he muttered huskily against my hair. I nodded grasping his shirt between my fists.
"Im sorry for embarrassing you like that. I didn't mean to." He shook his head stroking my hair.
"You didn't embarrass me, you never could."
"My hand hurts from the slap". I pouted later on in bed. He giggled kissing my nose.
"That's the innocent girl I love."
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