Im sorry

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Alyssa's P.O.V

I woke up feeling just as miserable as last night, I get up myself up before waddling over to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and look like complete shit, my eyes are red and puffy you could tell I was crying all last night.

Last night I got plenty calls and texts from Harry which I chose to ignore so he knows I'm serious when I say stop treating me this way for no damn reason. I mean do you think it's fair? To get treated like this because your partner is in a bad mood, no I don't and I won't put up with it.

He needs to know I'm not some rag doll he can just punch around when he's angry, that isn't how it works. Now I know I was just as wrong last night as he was, I shouldn't have slapped him but h-he just what he said it really bothered me, I -I don't run away from my problems I just sometimes things are hard to handle and he knows my background so I I don't know.

I decide to brush my teeth before contemplating if I am going to take a shower or not, I decide to take a quick one maybe it will make me look more alive. I just look so drained, I hop into a warm shower letting the water droplets take all the negativity away. Once I finish washing my body I walk out wrapping my body and hair. Before walking back over to the mirror to look mostly the same but a little more lively.. I get out of the bathroom and dress myself in sweat pants and a crop top. Before putting my hair up in a bun and walking out of the room and into the kitchen.

I spot Melissa and Sarah talking when they look at me they give me sympathetic eyes, and its not exactly what I want. "How are you feeling" Sarah asks while taking a sip of her coffee and I shrug while making my own glass. I mean no sarah I am perfectly fine I just got into the biggest fight with my boyfriend, my best friend, my soul mate but nope I am a okay.

I sit down after putting creamer in my coffee and sigh before taking a sip. Its taking everything in me not to call him, not being with him right now is painful because we are almost with each other everyday. But right now we aren't even on speaking terms be-because one stupid fight.

"We were going to go grab some breakfast want to come" They ask and I shake my head they try to reel me to go with them but I am in no condition to go out, I shoo them  away and allow them to go. assuring them I will be fine. That I could just call Eleanor, Perrie, and Danielle if I really needed to. I know the girls will probably be gone all day shopping as well so maybe I will later call them. Right now I just need time with myself.

Harry's P.O.V

Last night I found myself crying to sleep, this girl has such an impact and effect on me that it is ridiculous not having her in my arms at night granted me the worst sleep I've ever had. I'm so used to having her with me. I know I was wrong last night to snap at her for no reason, I really shouldn't have snapped at her but it just happened and alls I can do is regret and apologies which is what I am going to do.

I cant spend another day knowing she's mad at me but I cant do anything about it. I put on sweatpants and a sweatshirt before walking out of the house and going to a store, I go and by a bouquet of red roses a dozen to be exact. and some chocolates I know It is a small gesture but I hope she knows I'm sorry.

Once I pay for everything, I start driving to her apartment praying that she is there. If she isn't there I will look like a total fool. Once I arrive in between my thoughts to the house I hop out of the car and to the door. I jog up the couple of steps before knocking on the door and hiding my face in the flowers waiting for her to open the door.

Alyssa's P.O.V

I hear a knock on the door, and I groan in all honesty contemplating if I am going to answer it or not, but I decide I better you never know if it is important. I sigh before getting off my bed and walking over to the door. I open up the door to see a tall guy with flowers in front of his face, I smile already knowing who it is but quickly wipe the smile off my face so he knows I'm still angry.

"Special delivery for Ms. Roberts" Harry says trying to make his voice deeper, earning a chuckle from me. I move the flowers away from his face and he gives me a small smile. Which I return even though I am mad at him I'm happy to see him. And the gesture sure is sweet, I move a side telling him he can come in before closing the door and smelling the flowers. I take the flowers and set them on the kitchen countor.

I walk into the living room sitting next to harry before he gives me chocolate which I thank him for also setting them on the table, He sighs before speaking up "Look Alyssa I know I fucked up and I didn't mean to I-I mean I've always been a fuck up and I hated it, the last thing I want is to loose something important to me" He says and I feel a little smile forming on my face " scratch that not something important to me" He says and that small smile turns into a frown "the most important thing to me" He says quietly and the smile comes back just bigger. That's what I wanted I wanted to here something real, I wanted to hear his true emotions I wanted him to realize he was wrong.

"Im sorry baby please forgive me" He says and I bite my lip signaling to him that I am trying to think, when in reality I was always going to forgive him. I just like to fuck with him I shake my head at him and his eyes go wide before I start laughing and jump on top of him leaving a sweet kiss onto his lips. I pull away still straddling him and he smiles up at me.

" Ah you like to play jokes eh" Harry laughs and I nod laughing along with him, he kisses me one more time before I lift myself off of him and sit back in my regular position.

"I'm sorry baby" He mutters and I smile

"Im sorry to" I say quietly and I'm happy he came over to apologize I felt as if I was slowly dying without him, and the thought of him not coming here would make me think he didn't care which would have been much worse. So points for Harry on that one. My wonderful boyfriend who well is also a grade A pain in my ass.

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