The Dumb and The Clueless

Chapter 39: Don't Trust A Pop-Star

"What?" I say to myself. He wakes up, and sits up really fast, literally yanking some of the covers off of the three blondes that were with him. "Harry?!" I yell. He gets up, and he's in his boxers. The girls wake up and gasp, covering their boobs that were exposed because of the comforter that got yanked off. "Katie it's not what it looks like!" he says, trying to calm me down. "Oh, it's exactly what it looks like." I run out the door, and Harry's running after me down the hallway, into the elevator; in nothing but boxers. I press the close button until it closes, not letting Harry come in. I feel the tears run down my face, and I hear him banging on the door. I go down to the lobby, and see him run out of the stairway room. He grabs ahold of my wrist. "Katie..p-please" I don't turn to face him, and twist my wrist out of his grasp. I run and get a taxi home. I'm sure glad I went home because by then like another 2 hours passed. I lay on the couch, tears streaming down my face. I guess I cried myself to sleep because when I woke up it was 10, and my eyes felt like they were stinging. I would've hoped that I would have forgotten about the hideous sight I just saw, and then I remembered. I get angry, and my phone vibrates on the coffee table, startling me. In fact, I get so startled I literaly roll off the couch onto the hard wooden floor. "Owww.." I mumble as I get my phone. "Katie, let me explain please? -Harry xx" I sigh, and delete the conversation from my sight. "No." I whisper. I race to the front door,still in the same outfit, and slip on my converse again. I run down to the park, and sit on a bench that's under a tree. The park was really empty today, and the trees were covered with snow. What did I ever do to deserve this? Did this all start when the bus hit a sharp turn, and I fell onto his lap? Was it when I was too drunk to even notice we had sex? With all of these questions running through my mind, I didn't even notice that I was crying again. I let my hands cover my face, when I hear a similar voice next to me. "Katie, are you alright?" I look up and it's Steven. "Steven" I whisper, as I wrap my arms around him in a hug. He rubs my back, trying to comfort me. I sit back down, shivering, since it started to snow. I don't get cold easily, especially since my body has adapted to the snow, so I barely need to wrap up in winter clothing anymore. "Are you cold?" I nod, teeth chattering, and he puts his jean jacket on me. "T-Thanks" I say. I literally feel as if my tears are freezing to my face. I look back up at him, and we sit down. "What happened?" he asks, his voice soft and gentle. "Harry said he was going out for some drinks like at 6 o'clock yesterday.-" "Uh-huh" "A-And I got w-worried since he wasn't home and it was past m-midnight." "Okayyy" "A-And then.." "Then?" "I went to his hotel, went up to his room, and then I saw him in bed with three naked blondes." "Oh god, that's terrible." "I-I know.." I mutter. He pulls me in for a one-arm hug, and I pull away quickly. I stare down at the snow-covered grass, moving my feet as if I'm drawing in the snow. "Are you gonna be okay?" he asks. "Yeah, I guess."