The List || h.s au

You're dead meat, Harry

Omg guys I'm so sorry for not updating a lot lately, I'm just so busy with school (yes, I have school too and yes, I have homework and studies to do lol) so I couldn't update as much as I wanted to :/

BUT, starting next week there's a good chance of me going back to my usual update timing which is every two days (unless I'm inspired, then I'll post two nights in a row) so be happy, I'm back :)

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Mucho Love,

Pumpkin :)

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(Kim's POV)

Oh My God.

I don't know what Zayn told him, but the hurtful and broken look Harry gave me only confirms my thoughts.

He told him about what happened. Surely changed the truth to make it look worse, to make me look worse. But Harry shouldn't believe him, he knows how horrible Zayn can be. We warned him! I can tell by the look on his face that Bruce isn't really happy about the small encounter they had. He probably doesn't know what is was about, but he never likes it when one of our players talks with Zayn.

Still, whatever he told Harry must have been about me supposedly cheating on him. I tried to tell him that I was sorry, but the look on his face told it all. I have to tell him the truth before this gets worse, I don't want to lose him. He's too important for me.

I wipe the tears away with the back of my hand while Jessica slowly rubs circles in my back, trying to comfort me. I keep my eyes on Harry's tall figure, but his aren't on me anymore. He's concentrated on the game that just started and looks like he's about to vomit.

"You're sure you're ok Kim? What happened? Why were they looking at you?" Jess keeps asking these questions but I can't answer her. At the same time, I don't want to be rude since she has been kind with me, so I just shrug, small tears still falling down my cheek.

"It's...It's a bit complicated to explain...Listen, I really don't want to talk about it please Jess...thanks though" I say between two sniffles. She nods and gives me a sympathetic smile. I smile back and we both silently focus on the game.

Half an hour passed already and Harry only looked worse. Zayn's plan to make him weak worked because he couldn't control the ball anymore. He looked so numb, like all energy was drained out of him and he kept falling on the floor. Niall jogged over to help him up every time and I could see he was trying to motivate him but it wasn't working. Harry's mind wasn't on the game, he didn't look like he cared about it anymore, and it only made me feel even more bad. 

I grow impatient and nervous by the second. How am I going to explain this to him? Is he going to believe me? Seems like he believed Zayn, but why is he so gullible? Doesn't he trust me enough to know that I'd never cheat on him?

What am I talking about, I don't even completely trust him, why would he? I'm so stupid, I should have been completely honest with Harry and let us act like a couple outside. Or I should just break it up because even if it feels so right, there's always someone or something that makes everything worse.

This is all my damn fault. And Zayn's.

(Harry's POV)

I jog over to the middle of the field. Three other players from my team are already positioned here and I am waiting for the ball to come closer.