Diana

Chapter Fifteen: "With Caspar"

"How are you?" I asked Caspar and I tilt his chin up, the bruise is still obvious. His fans will be mad at me because Caspar is blamed at Harry and I's situation, of course I feel guilty, why in the world will I won't be guilty when it's all my fault? Like, come on, don't be stupid. 

"I'm fine." He smiles. "You don't need to worry so much."

I suddenly hear knocks at the door, I went to the door and twist the door handle. It was only Harry and Shayne. Why can't they just give me privacy for a little moment? They can't shut up! "What's your problem?" I groaned. 

"I'm sorry, alright?" Harry tells me. Caspar gets out of bed and I can feel his soul right behind me. Harry suddenly gasps, making a glare on him. "Why is he here Diana?" He asks me.

"Why? Is it bad bringing Caspar here in my hotel?" I snapped and raised my eyebrow. "Are you jealous, Harry?"

"Of course I'm not!" 

"Oh, Shayne." I fold my arms, not the sarcasm. "I thought you can speak? You were very quiet lately, what happened, darling?" I roll my eyes. 

"I.."

"Oh, never mind." I roll my eyes on her. "Don't talk, I prefer Harry talking than you." I tell her, rudely. 

"So what? You're going to say 'I'm sorry Diana, I didn't mean to hurt you!'" I said by my girlish tone. "Even though you're going to say sorry for a hundred of times, I won't forgive you. Because you hurt me too much, your apology is denied, denied until I die. So don't waste your time going to me and cry in front of me. It's all useless."

"You're so rude!" Harry whines. 

"Well, you were also rude to me before." I spit and huffed. "Can't I take my revenge, Harry? Can't I?"

There are no words out of his mouth, of course there should be no words out of his mouth. At last he learned something, everything! "Oh, so I'm talking to the air now?" I snapped and roll my eyes. "So what? You're not going to talk? I thought you're going to scream to me? To tell negative comments about me?" 

"I won't yell at you because I know that you're going to cry." He said, calmly.

"I'm glad you learned your lesson!" I yelled at him and Shayne nod. "This is your lesson, your lesson that you are supposed to learn." I spit at them. A tear suddenly falls in Shayne's eyes. Now what, I'm getting too rude. I think I should apologize to Shayne, I'm supposed to be mad at Harry, I wasn't supposed to blame Shayne in our situation. She's just the wall of our argument; the one who tells us that to stop. 

"I'm sorry, Diana." She nods her head and the embarrassed expression making me feel guilty. I look at Harry and to Shayne, nodding my head and I hug her immediately, tears were falling down the thin fabric of my shirt. "I'm so sorry." 

"Please, get inside." I told her and she follows what I said. Harry is the only one in front of me, I fold my arms and raise my eyebrows. 

"Harry, I think you should go home to London and stay away from me." I bite my lower lip and avoid any single eye contacts from him, he looks at me as a 'beg' expression suddenly glues to his face. I also feel a tad of guiltiness inside me but there's no other choice. But rejecting this man who's trying to never break our complicated friendship is a very hard decision, of course he can change and I'm glad that I had the opportunity to be friends with Harry, to be friends with a very famous celebrity from a famous boyband. 

"But why?" He asks, stuttering. "Please don't do this to me."

"That's the only choice, Harry!" I look at his emerald green eyes. "If you don't want hate, problems, and screams; we should stay away from each other, don't see or talk each other again. If you don't agree with my decision so It's time for you to leave."