The Devil Wears Saint Laurent (h.s.)

chapter eleven

I walked around the city, trying to find my way home. Harry stormed off in his car after our argument. My phone was dead and of course, I had no cash. My only choice was to try and find my way home by walking and asking someone every 10 minutes for directions.

While walking alone, I started thinking of Harry abd how I felt about him. Yes, I liked him, but that wasn't enough to break up with my boyfriend of two years! What Harry and I have is lustful and exciting, but it wasn't worth leaving Evan for. Harry's a risk, Evan's safe for me. He's what I'm comfortable with, and I know he loves me through our ups and downs.

Harry is just too prideful and stubborn. For as long as I've been with Evan, we've never fought the way me and Harry do. Harry is just constantly pissing me off. Evan isn't perfect, but he tries to make me happy and for the most part I am. Harry and I wouldn't last.

As I cross the street, I hear a loud beep and look up to see Harry in his car. I quickly continue walking, pretending he's not there.

"Charlotte, just get in the car." he begs.

I shake my head and hear him sigh in annoyance. If anyone should be annoyed, it's me.

"Just go home Harry!" I shout and he continues following me in his car.

"I'm not going home until you are, walking with me tailing you is longer than just getting in the car and letting me drive you home."

I give up and get into the passenger seat of his car, I slam the door shut to further prove my anger towards him. While driving, its silent until Harry opens his mouth again.

"When are you going to realize that the only reason you won't breakup with your boyfriend is because you're afraid."

"What would I be afraid of?" I shout angrily.

"That you might actually find out what real love is."

"I know what real love is." I defend and he scoffs.

"You're not in love, your trying to make everyone around you happy."

"I'm trying to make a future for myself! One without having to worry every night over one guy. With Evan, it's simple and easy."

"It's miserable, admit you don't love him."

I remain silent and Harry rubs his temples, "Charlotte, you can't live like this. It'll be miserable."

"Just because you're miserable doesn't mean I'll be."I say right as he pulls up right in front of my apartment, "Thanks for the ride home." I quickly say and step out the car and run up my steps.

I keep telling myself not to look back, but I can't help but turn around and see an empty parking space. I finally let out the breath I was holding. I make my way up to my apartment and unlock the door, finally stepping inside and seeing a sleeping Evan.

I rememeber our fight earlier and realize we've been fighting so much recently. Is it even us fighting or is it me just snapping at him for not always being the perfect boyfriend? I feel so mean and I hate it.

As I tip toe to our bedroom to change, my feet make the floors creak loud as hell, making Evan shoot his head up and begins to rub his eyes.

"You're home already Charli?" he asks.

I nod and walk towards the couch, sitting next to him. He places his hand on my thigh, gently rubbing it, I can't lie it feels nice.
"Your parents came to visit by the way, thats why I kept calling you." he says, making my eyes widen in shock.

"They came all the way from Georgia?" I ask and he nods.

"They're staying at a hotel for the week. I told them you had a party to attend to for work." he says making me sigh in relief.