"Hello?" You groggily answered the phone, squinting at the alarm clock beside your bed; 2:22 am.
"Yes, is this (Y/N)?" the woman on the other side, asked.
"This is she," You answered back sleepily.
"We have your boyfriend, here, at the NYPD." She says
You bolted out from your bed, wiping drool of your face, "Are you serious?"
"You are Harry Styles' girlfriend, correct?"
"Correct," You rolled your eyes as you grabbed your car keys and headed towards the door, "I'll be there in 10."
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"Harry Styles," You said to the woman who gave you a sorry look.
"He's fine, but bail is 200 dollars."
"Fuck Christ," You breathed out, locking eyes with Harry who lowered his head, "Do you accept Visa?"
"Would you like a receipt?"
"Yes, please." You gritted.
You walked out of the police station, with your arms crossed.
"Baby..."
"So what was it this time, Harry?" You spun around, your bottom lip trembling, "Weed? Coke or were you just being an idiot?!"
"(Y/N)" He reached for your shoulder, you pushed him off.
"You said you were done with this shit!"
"I-I am," He breathed out, running his hands through his hair.
"So what happened, huh?!"
"Maria called me.." Harry said in a whisper.
Your heart dropped, "W-What?"
"She wanted to talk."
"And you went?!"
"She sounded hurt."
A tear fell from your eye and onto your lip, you quickly wiped it.
"Baby, I don't know -" Harry's eyes became watery, "I fucked up.
"And then what happened, Harry?"
"She came onto me..."
Silence took over the two of you, "We were getting really touchy."
You let out a whimper as you looked the other way, your hands covered your face as you began to sob.
"And the cops came; Maria ran the other direction but she had leftover weed from one of the deals she didn't make."
"I'm so sorry baby," His hand reached for your cheek as you pulled back.
"Don't," You gritted, "D-Don't touch me."
"Lets just go home and cuddle?" Harry cried, "Please?"
"No Harry!" You shouted, "I'm done!"
"Baby..."
"As much as you say you love me and as much as you say that I make you happy; there's always going to be a part of you that wants to be with her..." You sobbed, "And I cant keep competing with that."
"I'm sorry (Y/N), we'll work things out." He began to pace, "W-We'll make things work, she means nothing to me!"
You chuckled, wiping your tears, only to have more fall down. "That's the exact same thing you said to me the last time I bailed you out of jail."
"Have Maria come bail you out, the next time." You cried walking towards your car.
"(Y/N)!" Harry sobbed, "(Y/N)!"
