All My Love

Chapter 40

**TRIGGER WARNING: Slight Oral Sex**

It's been a month. A month since knowing the real truth behind mine and Harry's hook ups. I can't even look at him without feeling sick. I can't look at him being with Stella like he's not actually using her like he did with me.

He used me and threw me out like I was a piece of trash. Nothing was real. All of it was fake. Not that I actually thought he liked me or anything but he was damn well good at acting like it. He was purposely sucking me in just so I would flip on him and then get excited when I crawled back to him. He knew how his game worked and clearly, I lost.

Whenever Harry comes over, I leave. Leave to do whatever because I couldn't handle being in the same house anymore. Except for one night.

One night, one night I was a drunk idiot. Stella left for work and Harry was there. I was crying from being so alone and long story short, it happened. We hooked up once again, having him cheat on Stella for the third time with me. Something I will regret for the rest of my life. I don't exactly why I hooked up with him once again. I think it was because I wanted to give my "real" goodbye. A last hook up.

After that, I deleted his number in my phone and any pictures of the two of us that are stored in my phone for memories. I basically shut out life for a whole month. I barely talk to Stella anymore, I barely talk to anyone actually. I can't do this anymore. I want to move, move away from this shitty town and shitty people. The only person I've kept in touch with is Michael, he's apologized for not telling me about it before and I forgave him. I didn't know I was actually going to but I'm glad I did because I like hanging out with him and his girlfriend. Makes me remember love is real and does in fact exist.

| Harry |

"Have you talked to Becca?" Michael asks, plopping down next to me on the couch. I set down my sandwich on the paper plate and finish my bite before looking over at him.

"Don't act like you really give a shit." I say and focus my eyes back on the telly.

"But I do give a shit, I give a shit about her. I don't need you destroying her any more than you did."

"We fucked like a week ago." I blurt out and pick up my sandwich, taking large bite and giving him a fake smile before chewing slowly.

"What?" Michael says through his teeth and I give a soft chuckle before nodding my head. "You're fucking unbelievable Harry."

"Oh please. Boo hoo. I know you told her, it was like her loving me goodbye, ya know?" I say, wiping my hands on the napkin before setting the plate on the table. I stand up and feel a shove at my back as I begin to go towards the kitchen and spin around. "Don't start with me Michael." I look at him with hooded eyes and he shakes his head.

"You are literally getting off by ripping her heart out." Michael tells me and I roll my eyes.

"You're a fucking idiot." I spit and turn back around, making my way into the kitchen.

"You don't give one absolute fuck about her, or Stella." Michael says and I throw my head back in an unbelievable laugh.

"You don't know shit Michael. Yeah Becca was something to help me get over someone but that's over with now." I say, bending forward picking up a carton of orange juice. "I'm with Stella."

"How many times did you cheat on her, huh?" He asks the same time I bring the carton to my lips.

"That's none of your business—" I say, wiping the excess liquid off my lips while I set the juice back into the fridge. "—But if you would excuse me, I have to get to my girlfriend." I give him a cheeky smile and pass him, picking up my car keys on the counter and walking out the front door.