"We need to talk," I whispered.
He stepped out onto the porch and intertwined his fingers with mine. His dirty blonde hair was messy and his soft blue eyes were filled with love. I knew this was going to be tough. I burst out crying.
"Babe, babe what's wrong?" Dylan asked as he wrapped his arms around me.
We stood there for a couple minutes, as he slowly rubbed circles on my back trying to calm me down.
"I-I think it's time we started to see other people," I managed to spit out.
"You're breaking up with me? Wait wha-what?" Dylan stuttered.
"I'm sorry. I have to go," I told him as I lightly touched his cheek.
I turned on my heel and started down the stairs, trying so hard not to cry again.
"Kel wait-" Dylan started.
"Please. Please don't make this any harder then it needs to be. I love you." I looked at him right in the eyes and turned back towards the road.
I started to sob.
I ran down the sidewalk and saw the black Range Rover parked a couple of houses down. I climb into the car without a word. Harry took my hand and softly kissed it. I rip my hand away and buckled my seatbelt. I felt a pair of eyes on me the whole time we were in the car.
"What?" I snapped.
He didn't answer.
"Where are we going?" I asked him.
"Get some rest love, it's been a long day," Harry calmly whispered.
I didn't want to go to sleep for one second, but my eyelids started to droop softly and soon enough I was sound asleep, my head leaning against the window.
