Amelia's P.O.V.
Its been one month. One month since I've seen his face. One month since I was put through the pain of watching him cheat on me right in front of my eyes. Now I'm sitting at my house all alone crying for what seems like the millionth time. I've cried so much that my face has a endless stream of tears down it. It never seems to dry.
I suddenly hear a knock on my door. I slowly get up from my couch, placing the tube of ice cream and spoon down on the coffee table. I make my way over to the door and open it.
There he is. Niall. He had tears streaming down his face. I slammed the door fast. I heard him calling my name and pounding his fist on the door.
"NO NIALL! WHY DID YOU COME BACK FOR MR?!?! WEREN'T YOU HAPPY WITH THAT SLUT!?" I screamed at him through the door.
"Sh-she didn't mean an-anything to m-me! He stuttered out in between sobs.
I almost wanted to run to the door fling it open and hug him and kiss him. But then i remember all of the horrible things he did to my heart. And if I took him back he might do it again. I don't think- I KNOW I can't go through that kind of pain again.
"YEAH? THEN WHY DID IT TAKE A WHOLE FRICKING MONTH FOR YOU TO COME BACK TO ME HUH!?!" I screamed.
There was silence on the other side of the door.
"THATS WHAT I THOUGHT! NOW LEAVE MY HOUSE YOU DICK!" I yelled at him. All I heard was his loud sobs on the other side of the door.
The door creaked open and he was on his hands and knees. He crawled in, tears dripping off his face.
"GET OHT OF HERE!" I yelled. Yelling was the only thing I could do so he wouldn't hear my voice break with sobs.
"Im so sorry, Amelia." He choked out as he stands up and walks out the door. Before he closes the door he turns around and looks at me with pleading eyes.
"Please believe me. I love you." He whispers.
He closed the door and like that he was gone.
Audrey's P.O.V.
I wake up to see Harry staring at me. His captivating green orbs staring into my crystal blue ones.
"Good morning, beautiful." He mumbles, sleep evident in his voice. His deep, British voice fills my ears.
"Good morning, handsome." I say as I cheekily wink at him.
"What should we do today?" He asks.
"Ummmm..... How about we go to the mall?" I ask.
"Sounds good." He says, hoisting himself off the bed.
"I'm getting to old for this!" He complains.
"Oh shut it." I say playfully slapping his arm. "Your only 20."
"Ow..." He mumbles.
"Baby." I say, smirking.
"Well, I'll hop in the shower-"
"Smells like a good idea." He interrupts.
"While you make breakfast. Deal?" I say completely ignoring his interruption.
"Deal." He says and we both go our separate ways.
..........2 hours later.......
"Oh. My. God." I say as I lug 10 huge shopping bags around the mall.
"Let's head to the food court!" I say.
"Mmmkay." Harry replies.
Then my phone started to ring in my purse.
"Oh crap. Hey Harry, can you get my phone and answer it please? Its in my purse." I ask.
"Sure thing, babe." He says digging in my purse for my phone.
"Ooh! Gum!" I hear him say.
"Just find the damn phone!" I say getting irritated by the ring tone.
"Jeez! A little nippy are we now?" He says.
He finally finds my phone and slides the button over. He takes a few of my bags in his free hand as he sees that I'm struggling.
"Hello?" He says.
"Yeah this is Harry? Wait-Sarah? Is that you? Okay okay calm down! Stop crying! Now tell me again! I couldn't understand you!" He says calmingly inti the phone.
I give him a weird look, wondering why Sarah is in such hysteria.
Then, his face pales like he just saw a ghosts. He drops the shopping bags and my phone. I watched helplessly as my phone plummeted towards the ground as if it were in slow motion. Then it hit the ground as the screen shatters.
I look up at him with a face of disbelief.
Then he mutters out something so horrible.
"Chris was hit by a car. He's in the hospital. He might not make it."
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Bum bum bum!
Uh oh! Whats gunna happen?
Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I had a lot of stuff going on. Anyway comment if you want to be in the story!
