Diana

Chapter Ten: Away From Him

Chapter Ten: “Away From Him”

It’s been nine hours of crying in my old bedroom, crying simply because of pain. I cried nine hours straight, I don’t know what Harry is doing right now because I’m away from him. The hate was continuously spreading and especially our kiss. I was honestly hurt about what Harry Styles said, that I will never show my face on him again, of course I will be hurt. A celebrity never rejected me. One Direction was my idol that builds my confidence little by little by their type of music. But it was the first time that I was rejected.

I should go to bed before it goes midnight, it’s eleven in the evening and I can’t stay late again. I don’t want to have a bad birthday on Monday, I want to forget all of this—all of this problems that I am experiencing right this moment. I want them to give me a moment of happiness, especially my birthday. I want to experience a happy birthday because all these years—I’ve never experienced fun birthdays, all I do is to stay at home and cry or cut my arms and thighs. My mother and never gave me birthday gifts simply because I’m not worthy to be in the family, I despise them simply because they rejected me, they abused me like an animal.

I immediately sleep right away; I didn’t know how exhausted I am by the cries that I’ve cost. I don’t have any idea how Harry is now. I don’t know, but I pretty miss him.

**Harry’s POV**

“Are you all right, lad?” Liam asks me, worriedly. “You’ve been crying for three hours straight!”

“I’m all right, don’t worry.” I replied and sighed. I was sent hate and I know Diana receives a lot too. I don’t want her life will be worse. I don’t want to be like Dave, the guy who ruined Diana’s life. He showed her the wrong direction, he mislead her, he mistreat her, he humiliated her and used her for fame and intelligence. I don’t want to be like him. I don’t want to have Dave’s life and that is what I’m worrying about. Being that kind of guy.

I didn’t realize that her nineteenth birthday would be next week; I don’t want her to have a miserable birthday again. I hope that she can have a happy nineteenth birthday. I hope she can forget all the problems, all the hates and all the negative words that I’ve said to her for the past few days that we met.

“I think you’re starving, you should eat your dinner before you’ll get sick.” Louis tells me. “I… Uh. I can’t or we can’t just leave you here and starve until tomorrow. You should eat. What happened by the way?”

“Thanks but no thanks.” I shook my head. “Did you hear the news?”

“Oh.” He sighs. “You kissed a girl and the fans are sending hate to you.”

“Yeah but it was an accident, it was all an accident.” I sighed. “I didn’t mean to kiss her, she’s just beautiful to me.”

“I know that they will realize that you kissed her accidentally, I hope everything will be all right by next week.” He smiles. “Don’t worry, me and the lads are right behind you.”

“Thanks, Lou.” I smiled and hug him.

He stands up from the sofa and head his way to his room, while I’m all alone in the living room. It was already midnight and I’m supposed to sleep before midnight but…I think this is the time that I should be alone.

I went inside my room and collapsed on bed, I felt something beside me—a figure. I sat down and check if who the guy right beside me. Until I realize it was Louis, Louis Tomlinson. “Louis, you’re in the wrong room.” I woke him up as I heard him groan.

“Is it bad to sleep in your room, Harry?” He groans and stands up from the comfy bed. I think I disturbed his sleep. We really don’t talk much lately but Niall and I got closer and I’m glad for that.