Chapter 11.

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**Harry's P.O.V**

We had been at the ball for just over an hour now, Zayn had arrived in the meantime with no girl on his arm and I had already been asked millions of questions about the situation between me and Beth. I knew she was getting just as many as someone was talking to her, she looked down awkwardly and I felt bad for her, what have I done? I sat at the table taking her in then stopped as I realised what kind of creep I must of looked, I saw Niall stand up taking her hand over to the bar, he ordered her a fruity looking cocktail and kept an arm around her making me even more pissed off. I breathed out as the photographer came in and started snapping away, I sighed putting on a fake smile for the photos, I might as well of looked like I was enjoying the night.

*

I took a glance over at Harry having his photo taken watching him grin away, I looked back to Niall and smiled, he did look like a prince and to be fair he was treating me just like a princess. I turned my attention back to the ball and I saw Liam and Danielle approaching us.

''Oh Beth, so glad you came!'' Liam said beaming as he cuddled me and rubbed my arm. He looked lovely in his suit, I smiled ''Yeah me too, it's so nice.'' I nodded as I gazed around the place, I excused myself as I was dying for the loo, I went off on search for toliets. I had finally found them and came out a couple of minutes later and to my shock I bumped into Harry.

''Oh!'' I blushed as both my hands were placed on his firm chest ''Hi.'' I said quietly, Harry smiled down at me then took my hand pulling me into the centre of the dancefloor.

''Harry, what are you doing? You can't just come over and-'' I said shocked and a bit flustered.

''What does it look like I'm doing?'' he replied smugly as he turned towards me, taking my hands and putting them on his shoulders and then slipping his hands onto my hips as we swayed to a slow, soppy song. I smiled broadly up at him but tried to keep some distance between us on the dancefloor, Harry must of felt me pulling away and he sharply pulled me against his chest leaving no space between us.

''Harry, stop it!'' I hissed at him, a very hot blush forming on my cheeks, I struggled to make some space between us and all he did was laugh. ''Beth stop wiggling around, we're supposed to be slow dancing not doing the salsa.'' I glared up at him - hemight be handsome but he wasn't fooling me.

''Harry..you have no right to act like you're all innocent.'' I snapped out of nowhere, feeling bad seconds after, I grabbed my cardigan and shrugged it on as I escaped out of the ball room as quick as I could, not letting nobody see me as I rang for a taxi and headed home.

*

The morning soon arrived and I rolled out of bed at 08:00am, no longer able to force myself to sleep any longer which dosen't help take the pain away anyway. The brightness from the sunlight that streamed through my bedroom window hit me so hard I had to cover my eyes, blindly making my way down to the kitchen. I took one long in the empty fridge - we never have food. I made the decision to go out and try find a cafe or something instead. I slammed the fridge door shut and went to my bedroom to get dressed, I threw on my underwear, skinny black jeans and a faded grey sweater without even bothering to tame my wild hair - It's not like anyone would notice me, anyway.

Once I was walking down the street my mind back tracked to Harry, I felt bad for leaving so sudden last night at the ball but I had to before I burst into floods of tears infront of him which was the last thing I wanted, I couldn't let him see I was hurt.

I noticed so many happy couples - laughing, kissing, cuddling on street corners. The sight of them all made me want to be sick, probably with jealously as I will never have that. I walked along the path for ten minutes until I found some sort of diner. I glanced across the road and noticed a small diner which looked pretty stylish with a sign hanging outside that read The 'Cup & Spoon', I've never heard of it since I moved down here, but thought I'd give it a try - I needed food, quick.

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