They Don't Know About Us

Broken Hearted

I laid in bed for the rest of Sunday. I didn't even get up to eat. I had never experienced heartbreak like this. It felt like there was a huge hole in my chest. My stomach was in knots. I cried myself dry and used about three boxes of tissues. I heard my phone ding and rolled over to grab it, praying it was Harry. I didn't recognize the number but the message kind of told me who it was. <Hey there! Hazz won't tell me what happened. He's been in his room all day and won't speak to anyone. Please tell me.... He looks as mad as he did when he saw the Haylor tweet on my phone yesterday...> I felt my stomach drop. Harry was upset too? <Oh hey Nialler.... Harry and I... We had a fight... It was pretty bad....> I curled up into my large fleece blanket and tried to not start the dry sobs again. My phone dinged, Niall's reply. <Tell me what happened>. I texted everything that happened. I felt myself forming tears again as I started to cry. <Get dressed. The boys and I are coming to get you. You've made him happier in the few days he's known you than we have in two years. I won't let him screw this up> I wiped my eyes. <I don't think he wants to see me...> I got up and dressed in jeans and an old hoodie. I was too upset to care.

About half an hour after I sent the text to Niall, I heard incessant knocking on my door. "Fine! I'm coming!" I opened the door and saw four smiles and felt eight arms embrace me. "Told you we were coming," Niall smiled. They managed to coax me into the limo. "He doesn't want to see me..." I whispered and felt the tears forming. Louis, Liam, and Zayn shook their heads. "He's been in his room all day crying and listening to your song for him over and over again. He misses you and I'm pretty sure he want's you back," Zayn smiled and picked my chin up. I nodded and sniffled. Before I knew it we were at the hotel.

The boys practically dragged me in to the elevator and pushed me into their suite. "Just knock on the door," Liam whispered as the boys all sat on the couch. I very carefully nodded on the door to Harry's room. "H-harry?" I called through the door. I heard Harry fall off the bed. "C-caitlyn? I-is that you?" I heard him call to me. "Y-yes... C-can I come in?" I hear footsteps and Harry opened the door. His face was red and his eyes were puffy. I felt my heart sink; I caused him to cry... I bit my lip and felt my eyes filled with tears. Harry hugged me tightly and whispered to me softly, "Shhhh Love.... I'm so sorry... I made a huge deal about it... I get why you didn't tell me... I just.... I don't want people to think they can do stuff like this to you...." His lips pressed against my temples and he let me go. He opened his door and left, leaving me alone. I then heard music coming through the door.