Room 213 (Harry Styles)

The beginning fight.

"I love you... "

I love you too.

'Then why are you leaving? Why don't you just stay here and we can work this out?"

That's it there is no "working this out" with you. We've tried and tried and tried and still its always the same every time i come back.

i didnt wait for him to say anything.

I just ran out of the room before he could say no more. i went and got some clothes and my keys and rushed out of the house avoiding any contact with.

i was about to walk out of the bedroom when a tall handsome man stopped me in the door way. i turned my head away and bit my lip hard. i didnt, couldnt look at him because he would change my mind. he will do everything in his power for me to stay. believe me i want to stay but i also need to think. by myself. and with him here im not going to get any thinking done because he would be trying to talk. i dont want to talk. i want to be alone. and with that i pushed passed him and ran down the stairs, stright to the door.

"SARRAH!!!" He yelled. "Sarebear. come on i was only joking!" he said as he was trying to stop me from walking out. i just ignored him and kept on walking to my car.  he stood in the drive way yelling for me to come back untill he couldn't see the lights of my car. I couldn't help but cry. It felt as if I could cry the Atlantic Ocean. As I was driving I thought to myself, maybe I should pull over and get some air. But I knew if I did that I would over think and turn around and find myself leaving again. Its not that I didn't love him or that I didnt want to be with him its just that i couldnt be around someone who 18 nearly 19 and acted so much like a kid. Sometime I wish I could go back in time and change it to where we would had never met.  

It was just then that I've noticed I was paying to much attention to my thoughts then my driving. But I was still thinking. I heard cars honk as they swerved out of the way so I didn't hit them. That had brought me out of my thoughts and back to reality. I quickly realized I was on the wrong side of the road, I brought the car to the right side a continued to drive. I wasn't quite sure where I was going I just knew I had to go away and think. It was just then that my phone had rang and I looked at the screen and there was the picture ID.

The boy with the perfect curly hair and the bright-green eyes and the perfect smile. It was hard to think that it was this bot that i am deeply in love with that I was horridly mad at. Why must he look so perfect and inistant when he really wasnt .

I picked up my phone, noticing that he called me about four times. I was trying to think if I should answer it, hear him out or just let it go to voicemail. As i picked up my phone my hand was shaking, from hurt and being scared of what i was about to here. I answered not knowing what to say.

"Sarebear!?' He questioned with a little excitment in his voice.

 well yeah.. it is my phone that you called. What do you want? I said with a weak trembling voice. 

 "Love will you please come back. I can change I'll spend more time with and not have the lads come over as much. We can do whatever you want, we will go anywhere you want. And we ca---"

I cut him off. I could only tell that made him even more flusted. i can picture him running his large hands through his brown curls with his eyebrows furrowed.

Harry... That's not what I want and you know that. I've told you so many times what I want and from the looks of it, its not going to happen.

Before I could finish what I wanted to say there were  bright lights coming towards me. I tried to swerv over but it was as if my car was on a ice. As I screamed in fear I could hear Harry on the other side of the phone. yelling, asking what's going on and where I was at, but before I could answer it was too late.