Back And Forth (Sequel To Sent From Above)

44. Broken

       A.N's // Sorry again for another long update, I hate doing that to you guys but trying my hardest to update here. School and well, everything has me on edge, don't get me wrong I love writing this book and the characters but I don't have the time for it. But i'm trying to make time. 

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"What the fuck Styles." I heard someone speak from behind me as I shut the hotel door.

"What a lovely surprise to see youuu." Louis hissed. "Tell us, what went through your head that made you go to New York in such a very very short notice?"

"Leave me alone." I snapped, dropping my bags to the floor and heading to the mini bar this suite had.

"Seems someone didn't have a good night or day. What went down in New York Harry?" Niall asked. Everyone seemed so eager to know what happened, especially the media that was asking questions about me not appearing the first concert of the tour. Everyone wanted to know.

"It's none of your business."

"It sure is Styles! This is a first you did something like this to us! Do you have any ideas to how many uprising questions you brought to us from fans?" Louis stood up, "Shut up with 'don't talk to me, i'm mad' cause I'm tired. Fans, people and even the media are asking if One Direction is actually splitting up soon due to your poor action you twat!"

"Louis..." Liam warned Louis to calmed down but it was too late due to Louis was already getting annoyed by the curly head standing in front of him.

"You don't get what's going on with my life Louis! So before you call me twat you peice of shit, think before you fucking speak!" I spat, throwing the glass I had in my hand to the wall in front of me. Niall gasped as he was watching everything unfolding in front of him. Louis scoffed, rolling his eyes and biting his bottom lip.

"You have to tell us either way Harry, none of this would've happened if you hadn't gone to see Remi, who which in fact didn't want to see you." Zayn spoke up.

"Fine!" I raised my hands in defeat. "I left to New York because she wasn't answering none of my texts or calls and I was starting to get worried about her. I head over there only to find out she didn't want to see nor talk to me. She kicked me out. You happy I told you guys?" I finished saying with a another drink going down my throat.

"We have a another show to go on tonight Harry. Control yourself over there. And Paul would like to talk to you about your surprising behavior that lead to chaos." Liam said, walking away from the boys. I sighed, resting my head on the counter and closing my eyes for a few seconds but only got interrupted when I heard the door of the room slammed shut and a very angry Paul calling out my name.

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"What the hell were you thinking Styles?!"

"I..I don't know Paul." I sighed. Jet lag was not doing so well for me at this point and the constant yelling remarks of Paul weren't helping either.

"This is all over the tabloids! Do you not know what this is doing to the band Harry? The fans, especially to the ones who were at that concert last night?! Oh my god you ought've be ashamed of yourself Styles cause right now I am holding myself from strangling you." He grits his teeth and glares at me.

"By all means I wouldn't mind you strangling me." I said back. Paul looked alarmed at my response at him and grunts.

"What did you do in New York?"

"I went to go talk to Remi." My body slumped.

"I'm guessing she didn't take the news so well?"

"She kicked me out Paul. I don't know what to do. She told me she'll call me when the time is right." I really didn't want to talk about this now, it was only getting me more depressed and I didn't want to feel like that for the concert tonight.