The Bad Boy

Chapter 126

Harry's P.O.V.

The next day, I wake up to find that Stephanie isn't there. I stumble out of bed and sprint out of my room to find her just walking out the door.

"Were you really going to leave without saying goodbye?" I ask.

"I was just taking my bag down to the car; I'm not completely ready to leave yet.."

"Then what else to you have to do?" I cross my arms.

"Well I have to....go to the bathroom.."

"Why wouldn't you go before you took your bag down?" I question.

"Okay Harry, I was going to leave without saying goodbye. Call me pathetic and horrible person, go ahead! But I just can't take it!" She's yelling now.

"What can't you take?" I decide to answer with a question; this is going downhill fast.

"Having to leave all the people I love, again," she looks down at the floor.

I take a step towards her and tilt her chin up,"Steph, you don't have to go."

"It's not that simple. This is a once and a life time opportunity and-"

"There are other internships. And you obviously don't want to go today. Ally needs you now, do you realize how much of a wreck she was when you left?  You need to stop being so selfish and think about what really matters," I say.

"I'm being selfish!? You are lucky that I came here in the first place! I could've lost my internship then and there! You are lucky that I accept you for who you are! I gave up my parents acceptance for you! And guess what Harry, I know how you got drunk and had sex with that girl from the bar! But I waited for you to tell me, because I thought that you would! Goodbye Harry," Tears are rushing down her cheeks as she runs out the door.

"Steph!" I run after her but she's already halfway to her car.

I take the steps two at a time but she's already driving away when I reach her. This is all my fault.

I pull my phone out and dial her number over and over. It goes to voicemail every single time.

I somehow end up back in my apartment with my knuckles gushing
blood. And Steph isn't there to help me. 

Stephanie's P.O.V.

Somehow I make it to my flight on time at 8 o clock. This airline lets you choose a seat, so of course, being the last one on, I have to sit in between a man that's big enough to take up two seats and a little old lady. The little old lady next to me smells like cigarrettes and butterscotch.

I try to keep myself busy during the flight, but my mind won't stop replaying the events of this morning. I finally fall asleep, just wishing this day would be over. 

I wake up just as we land. I turn my phone on and scroll through all the missed calls from Harry. Well,  at least this time he is acting like he cares.

In the midst of all the voicemails I find a text from Miles:

I hope you're ready for work tomorrow! Tell me if you need anything -M

I really need a ride to my apartment, but I don't want to bother Miles.. I contemplate asking for a ride as I pick up my bag. I decide to ask him, I need someone who will listen and understand. I call his number.

"Hey Stephanie, I thought I might get a call from you," he answers.

"Yeah, well I kind of need a ride, and someone to talk to and..."

"I will gladly be both. Now, where are you?"

"The airport, and thank you so much!"

"No problem, I'm actually pretty interested in what happened while you were back home."

"Then have I a got a story for you," I try to laugh a little bit, but it mostly comes out as a cough.

"I'll be there soon, bye Steph!"

"Bye," I hang up.

As I wait for Miles to arrive, I decide to text Ally. I hope she's not mad at me...

Hey ally I'm back in New York. How's it going?

Your boyfriends in the hospital and it isn't to visit me

And I thought this day couldn't get any worse...