Rumors

Last Call pt 1 -27

Today I'm at this radio show interviewing for my upcoming album. Anne honestly wanted me to get out of the studio and talk about the photo with Ken. I haven't even talked to Harry about it yet. Once I got to the location I saw Taylor Swift. I looked for a place to hide, but I decided not to.

"Hi, Taylor!" I greeted her. A smile on my face knowing that I won Harry. This is the first time I've come face to face with her.

"Oh, Cara. I'm so sorry about Matty's party I never meant to kiss Harry. I'm really sorry," I could see in her face that she meant it. I have to act like I knew that this was going on.

"It's no problem. I've been there before. I completely forgive you. Oh and congrats on 1989!" I had to talk about something else to get the thought of her kissing Harry out of my mind.

"Thank you! Oh, I love your song called 'Songbrid' on repeat all the time!" She put her hand on my arm and I just smiled at her.

"Thank you so much." I put on a fake smile. "Well, I have to go to this interview. You should hit me up on twitter sometime. I'm addicted to that thing," I laughed.

"Yeah, will do. Bye, Cara," She left the building and I let out a sigh of relief. Why didn't Harry tell me the truth?

I stopped the tears from falling out so that I can do this interview. I walked in with a fake smile on my face as if nothing had happened. The DJ said hello and introduced me.

"So tell me about the photo of you and this guy getting in a cab together. There's a crazy rumor that you're cheating on Harry," He said.

"Well, That's actually my producer and I'm not seeing him." I thought about Harry kissing Taylor and I got mad. "I may have kissed him like a year ago when I was doing my first album, but that was more out of frustration," I admitted.

"So you have cheated on Harry before?" He asked intrigued. His eyes lit up as if he had found the story of the year.

"Well," I wasn't really dating Harry at the time. "Harry and I we're on a break at the time," It was the only thing I could come up with.

"Wow. So you and this," He checked the name. "Ken, you and him are nothing at this point correct?" He asked.

"Correct," I stated.

"Well, I think we should start to mention your new album," He said.

We talked about my new album and he seemed happy with my choice for a new acoustic album. He said It was "refreshing that there's still an artist with dignity". I walked out and drove back home. Harry and I really needed to talk.

Once my key opened the door, Harry was right there. I knew that he had heard about the interview. I sighed and waited for him to talk.

"So. You didn't tell me about Ken," His arms where crossed and his face emotionless.

"We just drove together," I knew that if I brought up the kiss from ages ago that it would end in a fight.

"The kiss with Ken!" He raised his voice. I could see his veins start to bulge from his skin. After I didn't say anything he went on. "How could you! You know I was always jealous of Ken!"

"What about Tayor?! She told me what fucking happened that night. That night that changed me. That night that ruined me!" I yelled back at him.

"She told you?" Harry said lightly.

"Yeah," I said in the same tone. I put down my bag and moved to the sofa.

"So even?" Harry asked.

"No not even! Harry you told me nothing happened and what happened with

Ken was before we got together and the only reason I did it was because you we're still dating your ex," I told him as I fell onto the seat with my arms folded against my chest. The tears started to fall, but I remained silent.

"I'm sorry," Harry sat down next to me. Tears falling down his face.

"I have two choices. I can stay with you and try to work this out, or I can let you go free," I thought about my song "free". I always thought it would be the two of us being free together. Not apart. In a way I wish I didn't know.

"Well, what is it?" He asked whipping his face dry.

"If I stayed, I would always think about her kissing you. Harry, I love you so much it hurts, and when you hurt me... it feels like I'm dying. I love you so much," I started to bawl my eyes out. The never ending tears fell to my lap where I held my hands together, trying to comfort myself. I collected myself and said, "I think we need a break. I just really need some air. I'm going to Tennessee to see one of my friends. Maybe we should talk about this once we've had some time to think," I said.

"I think that's a great idea," Harry got up and walked up to the room and shut the door.

I let out a sigh and called Stormie saying I'm going to see her play this weekend. She was thrilled. I went up to the room. Harry was laying in bed listening to music with his eyes closed. I got my things packed. I put my bags by the door. I walked over to Harry. I stood above him , but he didn't move an inch. I leaned down and kissed his head. I got my bags and left. I took the first flight to Nashville. I honestly don't know why I'm leaving. I know I want Harry, but I wonder if he wants me.