Breath

chapter 23-unfazed

"Harry! I said I'm sorry a million times what more do you want?!" I snap slmaming the hotel door behind me. he was already ahead of me, considering he let my hand go the moment we got in the taxi. he didn't even open my door.. he always opens the door.

harry again says nothing just goes into the bathroom and closes the door.

are we fighting again?

shit.

I take the stupid dress off and as I'm standing there, digging through my suitcase in my lace black bra, and panties, when harry walks in, grabs something from his bag and walks out, unfazed.

I roll my eyes and clench my jaw. I'm beyond irritated.

"I'm going to bed." I say, biting the words as they come out, and I slam the door to emphasize my point.

after about 20 minutes of rolling around the huge bed, I hear Harry open the door and come in. even though im pissed, I'm glad he's coming back to bed.

he digs around in his suitcase in the dark, then to my suprise, he leaves the room closing the door behind him.

tears fill my eyes as I slowley drift off.

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in the morning,  I'm still sleeping alone, harry perched on the couch scrolling through his phone.

I walk pass him and to the kitchen, where the ro servicd menu laid. I order up a few things not asking Harry wjat he wanted.

the food comes and the bell hop lays out on the table for us then accepts my tip and leaves. I sit down at the table grabbing a plate of eggs and toast and put it infront of me.

"hungry?" I finally ask harry who hasn't even looked up yet.

"no." he says,  then stands grabs his phone wallet and leaves. he just leaves.

what the hell? I called him marcel. its not like I banged his besfriend.

I finish what I want then put the plates in the sink, rinsing them off.

who does he think he is? he just runs out the door?  fine. its my last day in california, and ill have fun on my own.

I get into a pair of jeans, nude heals,  a stripe button up and then straighten

my stick straight.

being dumb, I walk out the front doors of the hotel and fans go crazy,

this is dedication.

I keep my sunglasses on my face, while I fake a smile and keep walking.

"is it true you're cheating?!" one girl shouts.

just keep walking.

"Now that harry and you are broken up, whats next?!" another one.

breath ebony. breath.

I manage to go through my day unstopped and with some nice shopping purchases.

I make it up to ghordelli square and by a couple bags of choclates to take back home, as I'm checking out, a young girl behind me in line tugs on my shirt sleeve.

she's probably 6, with long brown hair and pretty grey eyes.

"did you really cheat on Harry?" she says, her lip turned down as if she's about to cry.

her mom is embarrassed,  "I'm so sorry." she says, then gives her daughter "the look"

"nobits fine." I say and I neal down so I'm squating infront of the girl and smile, "I love Harry very much. and we should be just fine. don't listen to what other people say."

the little girl smiles a bit and when I stand the mom looks happy, "that was very sweet." she says kindly, "I hope you two figure it out."

I nod and leave the store, and heading back to the hotel in time for dinner. this time i purposely go in the front doors by the fans.

i stop and take a few pictures with fans most of them being sweet.

"I really hopw you didn't cheat." one girl says reaching her hand out to me.

I take her hand and say, "things will workout. and the truth will come out." and to them that makes no sense.

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