too young for this { harry styles }

Chapter 12.

I was speechless.

Literally speechless.

He's gone mad. The dude has gone mad.

"So, if you don't break it off with Harry, then we will let the picture of you and that boy into the magazines."

He spoke in a clear voice, so clear it made everything else unclear.

"W-what boy?" I breathed in heavily. "I didn't do anything with any b-"

"Ah, but Ms. Aldaine, you did indeed do something with this boy. His name is, let me think, Justin. Yes. Justin and you are here outside of a medical clinic, and he's here kissing your cheek. Well, it looks like he's really kissing you, but he's really kissing your cheek. But your darling Harry won't know that, will he?" He said, frightening me.

I didn't know what to do.

I've spent countless times thinking about people leaving me, but I never actually thought I'd be the one to do the leaving.

I felt my knees crumble as I sat down, leaning on the wall of the large hallway with the phone against my ear.

"Please." I whispered. "Please don't do that."

"I'm afraid I have to, Ivy. You two are too different."

I tried to tune out his reasoning, but it didn't help.

"He's 19, you're 14. He's famous. You're going to hold him back. We don't want that. You should be worrying about what college to attend and stuff like that, not when to meet up with your world famous, disgustingly older boyfriend."

"Face it, its bound to end anyways."

My tears started to fall as I listened to his truthful words.

"Please." I said quietly.

"Just stop. Stop."

I started to get louder.

"I can't handle this shit! Please stop!" I screamed throughout the hallway of the theatre.

I saw people stop and stare, but I didn't care. I sat there on the floor, head in my hands and my knees to my stomach.

"You need to choose. If you don't break it off by tomorrow, we're going to have to leak the photo." He said matter-of-factly.

I don't remember if I hung up on him or not, but either way, I don't care.

Alls I can see in my head is that curly haired boy being so hurt because of something I did.

Well, I didn't do anything, but I had Harry, and I just let that Justin guy be within a few feet of me.

I hate this.

I hate not being able to control anything.

I sat there and cried silently, waiting for the movie to end so Julia and I can get the hell out of this dumbass theatre.

I felt someone tap my shoulder and looked up to meet the eyes of a young child.

"Why are you sad?" The dark haired little girl said in a very child-like voice.

Her hair was pulled up into a tiny pony tail and she wore a black and red polkadot dress, she was quite adorable.

I looked around for her parents, but no one was near except for two teens making out on a bench.

"I'm not sad, I'm just ruined." I told her. I then gave her a small smile. "Where's your parents?"

"My daddy says that people get sad because they were too happy before." She looked down at the theatre's ugly patterned carpet and smiled. "Were you too happy?"