Be The One To Fix This Mess

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A/N: I wish some of you commented... This story is just dragging on what do you guys think? Should it end or make a sequel?! Idk I barely write lol. Well enjoy. Ps not edited.

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Mia's POV:

Waking up to the sound of the boys laughters made me smile but it was a dream. Once my eyes opened I noticed that it was dead silence. Looking over to my side I saw mom sleeping. Trying not wake her I crawled out of bed. Making my way into the kitchen I saw Daniel. His head hung low as he massaged his temples. His eyes darted up and looked into mine, but quickly looked away.

"Dan-"

"Don't I can't handle your bullshit this early in the morning."

He spat out as he walked past me outside. My eyes began to water. I caused all this. With tears in my eyes I ran up the stairs. Grabbing a duffle bag I stuffed random items I would need. Pulling out my phone I called Harry.

"Hello?" His voice was raspy guessing that I probably woke him.

"Harry can you pick me up." My voice cracked ready to cry again but I held it in.

"Sure love be there in 10."

He hung up and I went to the bathroom washing my running mascara from over night. A door bell took me out of my daze. Running down the stairs with my bag I opened the door and revealed a sleepy Harry. He had grey sweats with a black jumper and shades on. He ran his fingers through his curls as he gave me a lopsided smile. He pecked my cheek before slipping my bag over his shoulders.

"Where to?"

"I honestly don't know."

As I entered his car my mind wandered to Luke. His features etched into my mind.

"Can you take me to Luke's I need to talk to him?"

He gave me a questionable look but agreed. I have to be the one to fix this mess which I caused. Giving Harry the address we slowly made our way into the brooks driveway. My heart pounded as he stopped his car completely.

"I need to do this alone."

He gave me a reassuring nod as I exited his car. Walking to their door

I knocked slowly. A tired Luke opened the door slowly. His features turned hard as he saw my face.

"Luke."

"Go away."

With that he slammed the door in my face. What could I possibly do so he could talk to me? What would I say when he does hear me out?

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