Harry's POV
*2 weeks later*
Two weeks. Two whole weeks since I have even seen Payton and it is slowly killing me inside. I feel like a complete idiot for keeping the whole Caleb thing from her. I mean he was a jerk anyways for breaking up with her. I know that I have been looking for her forever, I just don't want to see her get hurt.
But once a day ,since she decided to ignore me, I have called her. And yes I know, she won't pick up but I still leave a message. The boys have tried to cheer me up but nothing really works. I have gone into that stage where I don't really talk. I don't know why I do that, I just don't feel the need to talk.
Right now I am at the bar that I have spent most of my time at. I can feel that I am getting a little drunk but what does it matter. I am staring down at my drink when I hear the door swing open. When I do I see someone I don't recognize so it doesn't bother me.
The guy takes the only seat left and unfortunately it's right next to me. When he sits down I glance over at him. He has brown hair and dark brown eyes. When I looked down at his arms they have a couple tattoos here and there.
Once I take a swig of my drink I start to feel the familiar burn as it slides down my throat. Then the guy starts to talk.
"Tough night huh." He says obviously referring to my swollen red eyes and my drink.
"Yea I guess. Who are you?"
"Caleb, and you are?"
Once he introduced himself I immediately started to get furious."What do you think you are doing here?" I said through gritted teeth
"Look I am not even from here." He said putting his hands up in defence.
"Yea I know that, we just got done talking a couple of days ago." I said getting more frustrated
"Your Harry?" He said sinking in his chair
"No freaking way!"
"Look why don't you take this outside." The bar tender suggested
"I was just leaving" I said before walking back out to my car.
I can not believe he got the nerve to come here. Who does he think he is? If he so much as looks at her I will lose it. I can not let her slip through my fingers. Did she even mean it when she told me she loves me?
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Payton's POV
I am sitting here in the same spot I have been sitting in all week. Riley has tried to get me out of the house but I won't listen. I have kept my phone at my side even though I never use it. Harry calls every single day but I never pick up. It pains me every time I listen to the voice mails because I can tell how much he is hurting.
One side of me wants to call him and tell him how much I love him but the other half never wants to see him again. And I am not sure what to do. Right now the plan is to stay single forever and live alone with my fifteen cats. But I am not sure how that will work out.
Since today is Saturday I don't have to work. Ashley has been extremely flexible with my work schedule. Mainly because we aren't so busy and there are two other employees. I haven't really gotten to know them. One of them is a boy a couple of years older than me that is starting college with his girlfriend. And the other is a sixteen year old girl who is completely full of herself.
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Save Me Styles
FanfictionPayton Rayne is just an ordinary, geeky, shy girl living in California until her life was flipped upside down. Ever since she was just a little middle schooler she has always dreamed of living in London after she graduated high school and she finall...