“Ring Ring”. There he was, I thought. I ran downstairs towards the phone. I looked at the caller ID, not him :( “Hello. No, she’s not around now. Can I leave a message?” I said to the person on the phone. “Oh, just tell your mom that CPS called”, the lady from CPS said. I groaned softly enough so that she couldn’t hear it. I grabbed a pen and a piece of paper. “Mom, CPS called again”, I wrote down. “Alright, have a good day”, I said. But the lady from CPS already hung up. “Dirty”, I told myself out loud. My doorbell rang. Was this him? thought to myself. I went up to the door only to find my four best friends standing there. Eleanor, Perrie, Demi, and Danielle were all in a line. “Angelica”, Danielle said worriedly. I quickly caught her worried look. “What?” I asked. Perrie took a deep breath and said “Harry’s cheating on you”.
No. I refused to believe that. He told me that he would stop cheating on me once in for all. I remember when he first told me that. “I promise baby, I’ll never hurt you again”, he said. Now, I’m standing in the doorway taking in what Perrie told me. “No, I don’t think so. He said he’d stop. He’s done”. The girls came into my house without my approval again. “Hey, did I say you could come in?” I asked blocking the doorway. Demi shook her head. “This is very important”, she said. They sat me down and told me the whole story about how they saw him and Abigail kissing at the mall. “Seriously, they looked pretty cute together”, Danielle said. I had tears in my eyes, and one rolling down my cheek. How could I have been such an idiot to think that he wouldn’t do this again? “On the bright side, we got you some clothes to make you feel better”, Eleanor said. Even when I’m in a bad mood, I like to go shopping. I took the bags from El and placed them on my lap. “A nice shirt, love it, cute jeans, and a nice skirt”, I said putting my clothes back in the bag. I got up to call Harry, but... He probably wouldn’t answer. “Nope. I’m not cheating on you”, he’d say. The same old lie every single time. I put the phone down and turned on the TV. “No, you’re going to pick up that phone and dial your newly ex boyfriend’s number”, Danielle said. I hate how the girls control me. I’m still grieving and even thinking if I should break up with him. Because if I do, I know I’ll get back together with him!
