Hannah's POV
As I slowly wake up, I sense that Harry is not next to me. Just then everything from last night comes back.
Shit.
He must be so pissed. My head hurts so bad, I just need an aspirin.
My eyes slowly flutter open and I already see a glass of water and an aspirin on my bedside table. Somebody read my mind.
I slowly sit up and my feet swing over the edge of the bed. I pick up the glass of water and swallow the pill. After I put the glass back down, I get out of bed and start to walk towards the kitchen.
A smell of bacon and toast hit my nostrils and I open the door to find Harry cooking, while shirtless. I can see all of his tattoos that cover his skin.
I walk up to him from behind and wrap my arms around his torso. I gently place small kisses on his back and then lean my head against his shoulder.
When he doesn't say or do anything in response, I pull away with a confused look on my face.
"What's wrong, Harry?" I ask him.
"Hannah. You say you're afraid of being hurt by me again. How do you think I feel after last night?"
"No, no, no. Harry I'm sorry, I- I was drunk and I didn't know what I was doing," I say to him, with tears on the verge of spilling.
"You don't get it Hannah. I do something stupid with some girl while drunk and you break my heart and leave. You don't give me another chance to prove to you that I really love you. But then when you so something stupid with some guy while you're drunk, you expect me to instantly give you another chance. It's the same situation as the one we were in 5 months ago, but the roles are switched."
I can't believe he thinks that.
I'm not just sad anymore. I'm mad because he doesn't see his mistake was reoccurring.
"No Harry, you don't get it. What you did happened more than once. I gave you another chance after each of those until I had enough of your bullshit. I kind of expected you to give me another chance because I know what I did was stupid, but I was drunk just like you were that one time. I have you a second chance and so should you. You're just being selfish. This relationship might end up just like it did five months ago."
By this time I was pretty much yelling at him. I hadn't noticed I was yelling until his face was full of shock and hurt. Then I realized what I said.
"Wait. Harry... No I didn't mean that..." I say with concern.
"Here, I made breakfast," He says while passing me a plate.
After I take the plate, he goes to my room and comes out with a shirt on and black skinny jeans and boots. He walks out the door without making eye contact with me.
Now I get how he felt when I walked out on him five months ago.
All I wanted to do was cry. I wanted to cry until there were no more tears in my eyes. I tried calling him seven times, but he must have turned his phone off or he is ignoring me.
Then I decided to call the only person I could think of. Tanya. She spent the night at one of the boys' hotel rooms last night.
"Hey Han!" She says after the first ring.
"Tanya..." I say with more tears spilling out of my eyes.
"Hannah? What happened? Are you okay?" She asks.
"C-Can you come o-over?"
"I'll be there in five." She says and quickly hangs up.
Five minutes later I hear my door knock and I get up from the couch. I open the door and she instantly sees the redness in my eyes and hugs me.
We both walk over to the couch and I sit down and burry my head into the crook of her neck.
"Hannah, tell me what happened," Tanya says while rubbing small circles on my back.
"M-Me and H-Harry got into a fight," I say while sobbing.
"Oh honey."
I explain to her everything that happened. I tried calling Harry a couple more times before I gave up.
Tanya ends up leaving about an hour later to go to a job interview. Then I decided I needed to go out and get some fresh air.
I walk into the bathroom and quickly shower. I get out and walk to my closet to change. I put on a grey long sleeved shirt with white shorts. Then I do minimal make up, and try to make it look like I wasn't crying. After I was done with my make up, I quickly slide on my grey vans, and grab my Kate Spade purse along with my iPhone and some money.
After I walk out of the door, I decide to go to Starbucks and just get coffee to wake up. The Starbucks is only a couple blocks away so I can easily walk there.
As I pass the hotel that the boys are staying at, I can see a crowd of girls crowding the front door, along with many paparazzi. I start to walk faster.
Once I arrive at the Starbucks I quickly walk in and get in line.
After I order my passion fruit tea, I go to sit at a table in the back.
"Hannah," I hear someone say my name and I quickly look up.
I see Niall standing there holding my drink and his.
"I heard them call your name and I saw you so I got your drink for you." He says and sets my drink on the table.
"Oh, um thanks. So what are you doing here?"
"I actually just wanted some coffee." He says and throws out a breathy laugh. "Mind if I sit?"
"Sure, I guess."
He takes the seat across from me sets his drink on the table.
After a long awkward silence, he finally says something.
"Harry is a mess ever since this morning. He wouldn't tell me what happened but he has been crying since he came back to the hotel."
I explain to him what happened and he says I shouldn't have said that. At least he understands it was just out of anger.
"You should come back to the hotel with me and you can talk to him."
"I'm not sure about that Niall. I doubt he wants to see me," I tell him.
"Trust me, he does."
"Okay then..."
Once we finish our drinks, we head over to their hotel. Tons of paparazzi follow us. And instantly their cameras go off and their mouths talk.
"Niall! Niall look over here!"
"Niall is this your new girlfriend?"
"Hey slut look over here!"
Okay that last one hurt a bit. It's amazing what these people will think of before they actually know what's happening.
We walk into the hotel and security holds back the paps from getting in. Once we get in the elevator, we press the button to the top floor and wait.
The elevator makes a ding sound meaning we are at the floor. The doors slide open and Niall walks me to Harry's door.
He sends me a reassuring smile and nod.
I wait until he leaves and give a gentle knock on his door.
I hear a muffled voice and shuffling of feet and then the door clicks meaning someone is unlocking the door. I see the knob turn and the door opens.
I look up and Harry's green eyes filled with sadness stare into mine. His eyes were red and puffy so it was obvious he was crying, like Niall said.
"Hannah..."
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A/N:
Hey guys! I finally was able to write this chapter and I hope you liked it!
Please vote and comment! It's not that hard! <3
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