Finding Love

Harry's POV:

I'm just broken.

I want to be left alone.

I don't want to feel this pain anymore.

So every night I go out and party.

And get drunk.

And sleep with random girls.

Why?

Because I can.

Because it washes the pain away.

Because she left me.

She broke my heart and walked out of my life like I was nothing.

She was my world.

My everything.

But she lost interest.

And started cheating on me.

So that's why Im here.

Staring at another random girls bedroom ceiling.

I haven't talked to the boys since the breakup.

I can't stand the look of pity for me on their faces.

I just ignore them.

They all judge me.

For my actions.

I don't need them.

I don't need anyone.

Quinn's POV:

I grabbed my suitcase and head to my gate.

I was at the airport about to get on my plane and go to Zimbabwe.

I was a worker for a charity.

The Red Nose Day charity.

The one where all the self absorbed celebrities donate and help to look good for publicity?

That one.

I honestly hate all celebrities.

The ones that help those kids just to look good.

They are all stuck up and rude.

Believe me. I've worked with them all.

Angelina and Brad, Demi Lovato,

Seriously you name it.

I go with them to show them what to do and assist as well.

They don't even really care about the people.

At all.

It sickens me.

And with my luck I get assigned to go with this band.

One direction.

And I'm ecstatic.

That was sarcasm by the way.

Harry's POV:

I have about ten missed calls from Simon.

I roll my eyes and call him.

It rings for a few seconds then he answers.

"So Harry. Look who finally decides to check their phone. Care to explain the pics on all of the covers on the tabloids?!" He asks angry.

"What are you talking about?" I ask confused.

"Turn on the tv and go to E news." He ordered.

So I change the channel.