You were having lunch with your sister, laughing at something she said when suddenly her eyes went as wide as saucers and she let out a shaky breath.
"No way..." She shakes her head looking at something behind you. You raised a brow at her.
"What is it?" You asked her, she looked at you with pity. You turned around to see what was behind you. You frowned as you saw your boyfriend Harry walking in with some random blond girl. You rubbed your eyes, hoping you were seeing things.
"No, that can't be Harry..." You told your sister, watching your boyfriend across the diner. He had his hand rested on the girl's lower back as he led her to an empty table. You watch as he pulled out a chair for her then sat across from her. "Maybe it's a family member or something..." You had to give an excuse for him.
"Last I check, you don't act that way with a family member." Your sister pointed to what was going on across the room. You gulped as you turned back around to watch him. Harry was leaning over the table, twirling a piece of the girl's hair. He whispered something to her, making her giggle which made your blood boil. He smirked and lifted her face up with a finger under her chin, planting a kiss on her lips.
"Harold Edward Styles!" You marched over to the table. He looked up, shocked to see you there. He immediately stood up.
"Baby, umm..what are you doing here?" He says nervously, running a hand through his hair.
"Don't baby me, you sick f*ck." You pointed a finger angrily at him. "Who the hell is this?" You growled pointing to the girl who was getting up from the table.
"She's no body..." Harry lies and you knew it. The girl looked between him and you.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know he was in a relationship." She apologies to you. You nod your head, you weren't going to attack her because she seemed genuinely apologetic. She shook her head at Harry and walks out of the diner. You stared at Harry, frustrated with how he was just standing there.
"Well? What do you have to say about this?" You asked angrily. He shrugs looking down at the ground. That made you even more mad. Before you knew it, your hand had collided with his face. His jaw clenched as turned to look back at you.
"You deserve that as*hole." You told him as you pushed passed him and out of the place. You sister scurried after you, handing you your purse.
"When dad finds out about this, Harry is going to wish he never cheated on you." You sister says as you guys get into the car.
"Dad? Oh no, Harry doesn't even have to be concerned about him. What til I'm done with him." You said sourly, pulling out of the parking spot.

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One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)
FanfictionPreferences of your favorite boy band One Direction.