Beside You [GML Book 2]

Chapter 13 - Losing It

[Soo I'm having to update from my phone because my BRAND NEW fucking (so things aren't bold or I'm italics which sucks because this chapter needs of but of well) laptop is being a bitch! I'm taking it to a genius tomorrow but if they can't fix it I'm going back to PC fuck MAC. Enjoy!]

'From Ed

Harry what the did you do??'

'From Kenya

You are a fucking idiot Harry! What were you thinking?'

'From Louis

God dammit Harry! She's gonna be gutted!!'

'From Zayn

You're not on the bus, your not I'm the hotel room Harry what the fuck? Is it true?!'

'From Liam

You promised her you'd be better, you promised her you wouldn't hurt her. Why would you even beg her to take you back if your going to muck about the first chance you get!'

'From Niall

....Really Harry? She's sure to be a wreck.'

'From Candace

I helped you get her back, I spent hours on the phone with her, texting her telling her why you were better for her. better than Chris who would never do this to her, I help manipulate her relationship because I believed you when you said you loved her and that you had made a mistake! Stay away from her Harry you've done enough. Just leave her alone!'

Cara rushed into the living room of her New York hotel room to the couch where Harry was sleeping and started shaking his shoulder "HARRY! Jesus wake up I've been shaking you for ten minutes! Answer your phone it's been going off all morning. I have a shoot today so I have to go lock the door when you leave" She rushed to the door and quickly closed it behind her

After the play last night Harry and Cara went to a few bars and had one too many shots. When they finished Harry offered to walk her to her hotel room because you don't let a girl walk home drunk in New York City at night. By the time he got to hers though the liquor he drank finally took full effect on him and he was a stumbling mess so Cara offered for him to sleep on her couch. So he did.

Harry quickly sat up forgetting where he was and ended up rolling onto the floor with a loud thud, he groaned and felt around on the coffee table beside him for his phone that was incessantly vibrating.

"Why the fuck do I have 76 texts and 39 missed calls?" Harry mumbled to his self as he started flicking through the text messages. His eyes started to fill with tears as he read each message making him feel like utter shit, but when he got to Marie's text he couldn't help it and tears freely fell from his eyes staining his cheeks.

'From Marie

I am done. D-O-N-E. Just leave me alone.'

Marie couldn't be done with him, he worked so hard to get her back he couldn't lose her now.

'From: Twitter:

@EvergreenMarie: It really fucking hurts when you think someone's changed and you begin to trust them again only to have it thrown back in your face... '

And that's when the non-stop phone calls started.

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Marie was lying in her bunk of the tour bus in the middle of the day with her phone in her hands reading every shit article about Harry, head phones plugged in her ears blaring music and her laptop proped on her stomach open to twitter.

@larrybby: Harry isn't dating Marie or Cara, he's dating Louis remember? Nice try managment.

@Ziallsex Harry and Cara are a better couple any way, who is Marie? #basic