Flutter |h.s|

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TW: mental health!

Grace

"Oh fuck! Yes!"

"Shit! Just like that!"

My eyes roll as I hear all the yelling and moaning. Niall and Holly have been going at it for like an hour now. In the bed we have to share.

Elias had been sitting on the couch with me for a while, but he left to go walk around the block until Holly and Niall are done. I'm supposed to text him when they're done.

Harry has been avoiding me. He won't even look at me. If I didn't feel stupid before, I know I am now. I'm such an idiot for thinking he wanted me like that.

He was just being friendly and I mistook that as him flirting with me. Maybe he just has a flirty personality. Maybe he talks like this to every girl he meets. Maybe this was all just some sick game to him to see how much I would open up. Maybe he knew my parents.

I'm not surprised he got second thoughts, but to answer a phone call when we were that close to kissing? God what an ass. Was that his whole plan the entire time? To get me to almost kiss him just for him to reject me like that.

What's so special about his mom anyway? They could have had the exact same conversation a few minutes later. They talk all the time anyway, what? He couldn't miss one phone call?

Whatever, I'm used to people picking something else over me.

Harry didn't kiss me. Niall and Holly are having sex in my bed. Vienna fucking sucks.

At this rate, Venice is going to be a disaster. Barcelona was a little messy, now Vienna was ruined. I'm not even looking forward to the rest of this trip anymore.

Stupid little Gracie. She thought life was working out for her. What a fucking joke.

I look away when I hear the sound of the door opening. I wipe my angry tears quickly, not wanting anyone to know I'm upset. Part of me is hoping it's Harry coming to explain himself. I don't know what excuse that man would be able to come up with that would make it up to me that he didn't kiss me because his mom was calling.

But it's not Harry. It's Niall and Holly. Being all giggly and gross. Usually I'd be happy for her for having sex, especially with someone as famous as Niall. But right now, it's just pissing me off even more.

When they see me on the couch, they both stop, knowing they were caught trying to sneak out.

"Gracie. What are you doing here?" Holly asks and it just drives me over the edge.

"Well it's not like I could just retreat into my room like everyone else. It was busy."

She probably thought I would go and hang out with Harry while they had sex. Which just pisses me off more since any thought about Harry is just pissing me off. Unfortunately, he's all I could think about.

Niall looks over at Holly, "I'm gonna go... Just text me." he says, kissing her cheek. "Bye Grace, lovely meeting you."

I roll my eyes as they say their goodbyes. I can't imagine how she thought this was a good idea. I quickly send a text to Elias that they're done.

She turns to me when Niall leaves. "Okay, balcony. Now." she says, walking over to the balcony.

I follow her, crossing my arms as she shuts the door behind her. "What the hell is your problem? You've been in a pissy mood ever since we got back from dinner." she says, crossing her arms too.

"Well people usually don't like when the person they're sharing a room with has sex in the bed they're sharing without asking." I snap.

"Okay, obviously it's something else because you're kind of being a bitch right now." she says, furrowing her brows.