Married

Seven

Juliet's POV:

I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Looking over my puffy red eyes, tear streaked cheeks, and my messy hair. 

I sighed. I wondered why I had to cry over him. After all I was suppose to not care about him anymore.

Right?

Wasn't that the reason why I was getting a divorce. 

I shook my head and let out a sigh.

This was not something  I wanted. This was what Alisa wanted. She said that it would be good for me. She said I would be  happier once we were no longer together. 

But truth is, just standing here thinking about it hurts me to much. 

Though I haven't thought about Harry and I in a while. I suddenly remember the good times we had together. 

Sighing, I turned on the water and splashed some of it on my face. Washing away the tear streaks on my face and slowly making my eyes less red and puffy. 

I then ran my fingers through my hair trying to fix it. But I couldn't do much considering I didn't have anything but my fingers.  

I decided to go with a simple parted on the side, my bangs covering that side of my face. 

It was the best I could get it looking with what I had available.

I looked once more into the mirror. No more tear streaks on my face. The redness of my eyes had gone away and so had the puffiness. 

I took a deep breath telling myself everything would be okay. 

I then turned and walked out of the bathroom. 

Out of the bathroom and right into Louis. 

I bounced off him and hit the bathroom door but didn't fall over.  He just swayed then caught his balance and turned to me.

"sorry Louis," I said. 

He gave me a small smile,"Its alright Mrs. Styles"

I frowned,"Dont call me that please." 

"Why not?"he asked me,"Its your name after all or at least until you get divorced."

I bit my bottom lip telling myself not to talk to anyone about my second thoughts. 

"I'm guessing your a fan. So what was it like seeing your husband cheating on you?" He asked me. 

I looked at him wondering what was going on with him. He was acting so strange.

"Actually if I know Harry I know he wouldn't cheat on someone if he could help it. So what is it like knowing that your husband forgot about you?" He asked me.

I clenched my teeth together. Not wanting to say anything. But his words slowly got to me. That was right. Harry had been in other relationships. When I had never dated anyone. I had forever been truthfully. I didnt need to see anyone else thought, because I knew that I was Harry's.

But as I thought about it I remember what Alisa had said. She had said we could date other people then when we were older we could just come back to each other. 

But if Harry had forgotten about me then that didnt really matter. 

I swallowed then simply said,"Im sorry for walking into you Louis. "

He smirked at me,"Like I said Mrs. Styles its fine. Anyway we are all looking for you so lets get back to the room." 

Before I could even nod he had turned around and was walking away. I silently followed him. I felt like a lost dog following a human to my home. I felt so stupid. The whole time I was still wondering why I was doing this.

Louis walked into the room and I followed him. I walked in and took a seat. I looked over to Harry and saw him signing papers.I swear at that moment my heart stopped.  

But why am I feeling like this? I want to get a divorce right? I wanted to be free. I no longer wanted to be married to this person that was before me. I no longer wanted to be     Mrs. Styles. Right?

I was pulled away from my thoughts by Alisa saying,"Thank you Harry." 

I saw that she was taking the papers away from him. That was his part done. He had finished filling them out. 

I couldnt look at Harry at the moment so I focused on looking at Alisa. I was trying to see how she was feeling. I was surprised to see that to me she looked pleased. But what could she be pleased about?

Alisa interupted my thoughts by saying,"Alright Juliet lets leave them alone now...we have already intruded on them long enough."

I looked at her. Her facial expression had not changed. But her voice indicated she was more sad almost. Almost as though she knew what I was going through and that she wanted to comfort me. But voices dont matter that much...they cant really tell you what people are feeling because they can manipulate them.

Looking at her face and at her eyes I noticed she was pleased. Was she pleased that he had signed the papers? 'Cause now I just had to sign them and then get them filled and it would be over.

 I simply shrugged and got up. She walked towards the door and I followed. But his words stopped me."Just make sure you sign it...I don't want to be the only one who signs them considering it was your idea."

 I just froze my fist clenched at my side. I felt some tears threating to spill from my eyes. His words repeated in my mind. I didnt turn back to look at them again. I just took a deep breath and walked out of the room. 

I hated that he was so ok with this. He was my husband after all. Doesnt he care about me anymore? Doesnt he even have anything to say about the fact that there is no longer going to me a realationship between us?

I followed Alisa out of the building and got into the car. She started it up and drove to our rental flat. Once there, Alisa offered to make me something to eat. 

I just shook my head and told her no thank you. I simply went and layed down completely tired. But once I layed down, I couldnt sleep.

I tossed and turned, trying to get comfurtable. I stared at the celing thinking about sleep. Finally I gave up. I sat up and looked at a wall thinking about the one thing I didnt want to. 

Harry

I thought about what it was like to see him again. I thought about the preformance, or at least what i remembered. I thought about waking up in that room seeing the band One Direction there. I thought about what it was like meeting the rest of them.

I thought about what I felt when Alisa told Harry that I wanted a devorice. I thought about then how I had ran out of the room, found the bathroom and cried my eyes out. I thought about how when I had ran into Louis how he had talked to me. 

I thougt about when going back and seeing Harry signing the papers. I thought about how it seemed he didnt care. I thought about how Alisa seemed almost happy that we would no longer be married. I thought about what Harry had said right before we left.

When I finally fell asleep,my face was covered with marks of tears. My eyes red and puffy and my nose running. 

Why did I do this?

Why did I have to come here and get a devorise?

Its not like he remembered about me anyway. He wouldnt have cared if I started dating. I mean after all he had been cheating on me this intire time. 

All I got out of this was his signature on the devorice papers. 

His signature on a paper I don't want to exist anymore. 

Was this really worth it?