Rosie's POV:
Harry found some time when nobody was around to spend time with me, I hated that we had to do things in secret.
He slipped the blindfold over my eyes and walked me down a stairway and into some room.
"You can look now." He said slowly removing the cover. Around me was this decorated storage room with a table and a rose in a vase. The table was set for two and there was a little radio in the corner of the room. We were in a random room below the hotel. How romantic.
"Thanks! This is so sweet!" I lied as he pulled out a chair for me.
"Well, you know." He said quietly and turned up the radio. I really hated having to do things like this in secret. Why couldn't he just break up with her and stay with me like he's been saying he wants too. When we're not doing something in private, he's with Arabela and it drives me insane.
"So, Harry... when are you going to break up with her?" I said taking a sip of my iced tea. He sighed and didn't reply for a while.
"It isn't that simple, I just can't break it off randomly it isn't fair." He replied picking at his food. I frowned.
"Oh, so cheating is fair! It's not fair to both of us, Harry. I feel like a bad person half the time because I don't think any girl deserves this." I whispered looking up and into his eyes.
"If you really loved me, you would break up with her. And if you still love her than you better tell me right now because I'm not an idiot, Harry! I'm not going to meet secretly anymore and then watch you suck her face off the next day. That's not fair to me.”
He didn't reply he just continued to move his food around his plate. I dropped my fork and it clanked loudly on the plate.
"You better tell me right now who it is you want or I this little fling is over." I said at an angry whisper. He looked up and I guess he couldn't find the words, but that was enough for me to get the point.
"Ok." I said pushing my chair back and storming out of there, it was totally clear now exactly what he wants.
Arabela's POV:
Harry had some private vocal lessons, I guess, so Isabel, Eva, and I went shopping. We passed a couple shops and bought some things and we got a couple things for the boys too.
When we got hungry we stopped at some restaurant and decided to eat there. There was this group of girls huddled around the magazine stand in front the restaurant and they kept pointing over at us and whispering. It didn't bother me because I had learned to ignore the boy's fans.
"Do you see those chicks; they are really making their pointing obvious." Isabel said nudging my side. I shrugged.
As we were leaving the place one of them came up to me.
"I think you might want to see this." She said handing me a magazine. On the cover it read, "
Is Harry Cheating?" and I saw picture of him and Rosie kissing. As soon I processed what I was seeing I dropped the magazine in shock.
"What's this all about?" Eva said picking it up and I watched her mouth fly wide open once she saw the cover. I couldn't believe my eyes. They were telling me that Harry was a liar and a bastard and Rosie was never my friend. I felt my eyes begin to sting as I hurried to the car. I will not cry, I told myself. But my body wasn't agreeing with me. I felt the hot tears stream down my face like a waterfall. How could he?
Harry's POV:
When I got back to mine and Arabela's room I plopped down in my bed face down. I heard ruffle of paper beside my head. I picked it up and right before my eyes was a magazine with Rosie and I on the cover, it was that time we went to ball a couple weeks ago.
"No, no no!" I murmured silently as I flipped through the pages. There were more pictures and a whole section about it. I felt a knot in my throat. How could I let myself do this to her, I don't love Rosie, I love Arabela. Why did I let this happen?
How did this magazine even get here? I looked up and Arabela was sitting on the couch across the room, with a tearstained face and red eyes. She was drinking a glass of wine, she barely drinks.
"Arie, I'm-" I started, walking toward her.
"Don't come near me!" she bellowed standing up from her seat. I stopped in my tracks.
"What is wrong with you Harry!? What makes you think that that skank is better than me! That she's worth losing me!" she screeched. I didn't say anything, I had nothing to say. But I beat myself up inside, I hated seeing her like this.
"I-" I began.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Don't you dare speak!" she shouted. I shut my mouth. I watched as another tear slid down her face.
"I told you that I've been hurt to many times, and you said I could fuckin’ trust you! Well, you can be with her now."
And with that she left slamming the door behind her. I went to the closet, her stuff was gone, and it was all packed up. She's leaving. I hurried down to the lobby and watched as she got into the taxi and it sped away. What have I done.
