i refuse to sink.

chapter twenty-nine.

Tori P.O.V

"Don't worry babe, Harry will call. Like Zayn said he was at the shops.." I comforted Morgan. But I think we all knew that was a lie. We were all trying to convince ourselves that Harry was as a matter of fact at the shops.

"I know, I'm going to sleep if he calls don't bother waking me." Morgan said. I nodded and put the blanket over her and leaned against the backboard of the bed. Morgan was sleeping with me tonight, because she would wake up screaming and crying. I don't know what she was dreaming about, but I was scared.

After about a few hours of Morgan sleeping her phone started going off. I looked at the name and frowned.

"Hello?" I said.

"This isn't Morgan." He said.

"Yeah I know Harry, what do you want?" I spat. I heard laughing in the background.

"Wake her up, I need to make sure she took her happy pills." He sniggered. I got up and went outside so no one would here my yelling.

"I don't know what your problem is Harry, but you need to cut the shit. Morgan is getting better, but now, now that you don't call she is getting worse. But you wouldn't know, Harry she wakes up screaming and crying every night and refuses to tell us. She said she wanted to talk to you, but no you are to busy partying with some bimbo, that you don't care." I yelled at him.

"Shut the fuck up, you can't tell me what to do. It is none of your business about my relationships. Just because I go out with a girl, AS A FRIEND, doesn't mean im forgetting her. And she is getting better, she takes her pills right?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, she does but just so you know she cuts herself now. So fuck you Styles, you need to figure your life out before you break my best friends heart, understand? You better call back tomorrow when you are sober and talk to her."

"She cuts herself again?" Harry asked. I nodded but realized he couldn't see me.

"Yep, thanks to you. So go home sober up drop your trashy bimbo off and call Morgan tomorrow when you fucking care." I spat.

"She't not a fucking slut Tori, she is my friend." Harry growled in the phone.

"Yeah well you get pretty close to your friends, you know what do whatever the hell you want. But I promise, I promise if you fucking break her heart I will never ever speak a word to you and I will make sure you get your ass beat got it?" I spat in the phone. I heard giggling in the back ground.

"How about you fuck out of my relationship and go fuck your friend with benefits!" Harry yelled.

"What are you talking about?" I yelled.

"You think Zayn actually likes you? HA that's cute. No have you seen yourself, you look like a good fuck to me." Harry said. I couldn't breath, I couldn't move.

"You know I'm right, so fuck off and tell Morgan to stop cutting herself and take her fucking pills! Bye Tor Whore!" Harry said in the phone. I heard the girl laughing and Harry laughing along. I said a few bad words to him and hung up. I slid down the wall and let the tears fall.

The Next Morning in New York: Zayn POV

"What the fuck did you say to her!?" I screamed barging into Harrys room. Eleanor called me this morning asking what I did. And told me she was on the phone with Harry and now Tori refuses to talk to me.

I walked into Harrys room without knocking. My eyes widened at the sight I saw. My jaw dropped and I dropped my phone. What the hell!?

Back in London: Morgan POV

"What happened?" I asked Tori.

"Oh nothing, I just miss Zayn." She said. She was lying.

"How about you call him." I said reaching for her phone. She grabbed my hand before I could and I winced.

"NO!" Tori yelled. She squeezed my wrist making me yelp. "Morgan! Why?" She asked.

"He doesn't call." I frowned. Tori pulled me into a hug and I cried into her shoulder I noticed my shirt was getting wet to, but it was the back of my shirt. Tori was crying.

"What happened Tori?" I asked and looked her in the eyes.

"Harry called and said some things about me and Zayn, and I don't know if he is right." Tori said. What!? Harry said something? What has gotten into him?

"What did he say?" I asked sternly.

"He said Zayn doesn't love me, and that he uses me for sex." Tori frowned.

"Ugh, I don't know what has gotten into him Tori, you know that's not true. Trust me Zayn is always talking about you to me. He really loves you." I comforted her.

"Call him, because his name keeps flashing up on your phone." I laughed. Tori smiled and picked up her phone.

"He didn't answer, it went straight to voicemail." Tori sighed.

"Okay, lets go swimming then we will call him okay?" I asked. Tori has been comforting me this whole time, now its my turn.