The Unbelievable (Book Two)

Chapter 14

The car ride over to the club near where Harry's apartment was located wasn't too bad. Mostly I was just tired from the plane ride back home. It was almost midnight and Harry and I didn't sleep at all the previous night when we went clubbing. He was a complete gentlemen the whole night and I was the whore trying to get his pants undone in the middle of the club. With his peculiar grin on his face during the night, I knew he was fighting with his own new found morals to not shag me in the bathroom like I was begging him to do. But, he was this new gentlemen and I was, and have been for a while now, this needy emotionally unstable slut. 

Now, he took my hand and led me up the stairs to the back entry way for artists. My eyes were drooping and I was going to see if there was a chair I could crawl into until he was ready to do his set. I looked around his dressing room and plopped on the chair back in the corner away from all the hustle of his band mates. 

"I'll see you in a few hours," I smirked at Harry and squeezed his forearm before totally falling asleep with my feet curled underneath me and my head resting on the cushion behind my neck.

Before I even started dreaming with my seemingly short nap, I felt my chair move and I jostled awake to see Hailey smiling like a crook above me. 

"What?... What are you doing here?" I blinked my eyelids several times trying to wake myself up, which didn't work, so I moved to rubbing my cheeks to get my blood flowing. 

She was with her new model friends, Kendra and Jack. It wasn't that I disliked them, they were just not the usual type of people I hang out with, not to mention I was always the ugly one in our group when they came around. 

Hailey was dressed in black tights with rips in the knees and a loose fitting grey dress that hung off her body really unattractively. "Why are you sleeping? The boys are getting ready to go on! Come on you, slug!"

The news made my energy sky rocket and I was out of my chair and running down the hallway to wish my man good luck. Hailey opened another door leading to a smaller room and I could hear the rambunctious band hyping themselves up behind the door. Harry and Dean were sitting on the couch doing something, I couldn't see from Hailey's shoulder's blocking me. Finn and Lenny were finishing off their beers and dancing around the room without tops on. These boys are one in a million. I chuckled as Finn pulled me from the door singing to me the song coming from the speakers in the room deafening my eardrums. 

He twirled me around the room and gave me a solo performance that I knew was going to happen once in my lifetime. I laughed it off and took a peak at Harry who was now behind me sitting on the couch with Dean. I looked to see what the two may be talking about and that's when I saw it. The white powder in four different lines as my lost boy sniffed up two of them rubbing his nose once he was done. 

"Callie," I felt my hand grabbed and Finn was bringing me away from my nightmare. My heart fell and I wanted to cry, but I knew if I did it would make me look juvenile. I had learned to be strong when I was in New York. Finn was oblivious to my staring over at the man with his life on the line and his heart on his sleeve. "You need to chill. Here have a smoke."

I twisted my head back around and my eyes wandered around his torso until I saw his hand passing over a joint to me. I accepted and sat down on a stool next to him and watched the back of Harry's head while he watched Dean lean over onto the table to sniff up more lines of cocaine.

I cleared my throat and batted away my tears with my lashes. I refused to cry and let this get to me. Harry was a grown man making grown decisions. This was just a bump in his road. It could be overcome and talked about. His behavior had been better since those last four years, but it seemed this, this was getting worse. 

I puffed on the joint and blew it out still keeping his crazy hair in my sights. Just four hours ago he was all mine, now he's not mine, he's only there for the drugs. Puff, breathe out. Puff, breathe out. Puff, breathe out.

"Would someone please go get my lady for me?" Harry called into the room and stood up twirling around making a show of himself.

Puff, breathe out. Puff, breathe out. He caught my dissapointed eyes as he tried to climb over the back of the couch and his face fell stilling him halfway off the couch halfway still on the side with Dean.

"I hope that's me you're talking about." Puff, breathe out. Puff, breathe out.

He wasn't sure what to make of me smoking the joint so he stayed quiet and brought his other leg over the backside of the couch. I stayed quiet too, the only motion and noise I was making in the extremely loud room was blowing out the smoke that filled my lungs. Slowly and effortlessly, he walked to me and got up in my face as I blew out rings of smoke.

With enough force to scare me, he grabbed my wrist holding so tight my face dropped and my heart beat quickened. His other hand grabbed the joint from between my fingers and threw it on the ground so he could step on it. Maybe his attitude wasn't better...

"If I ever see you smoking again, you will not be able to forgive me for the outcome," he growled into my ear and put his free hand on the nape of my neck pulling my hair. My breaths were coming short and I felt like crying but I stayed mentally aware of who was around. It may have seemed like Harry and I were the only people in the room, but that wasn't the case. The room was now flooded with random people and I was fighting back hysterics caused by the seemingly sweet gentlemen in front of me who now had a darker life than I thought possible. With one last tug, I whimpered into his shoulder as he blocked my view of the rest of the room. "Do you understand me?" he whispered with so much anger it striked me right into my heart piercing my chest of hopeful outcomes between me and Harry. Now, all I was was scared.

A/N: Ooops. I hope you guys like and please comment and please vote. I have been receiving less and less as the story goes on and it really breaks my heart...

Also, I changed the whole plot line of the story a few chapters ago, so hopefully you all will enjoy what's to come! 

And, *crying emoji* Harry omfg he's hurting poor Callie bear! What do you guys think? Are your hearts breaking with mine?!

Sorry I know how short this is :/