Finally

Chapter 13

Harry's P.O.V.

When, when will this nightmare be over?!

I can barely stand her anymore. I don't want to break her heart either, as much as I want to.

Rachel and I are trying again. We're starting over from scratch. We're going to rewind and pretended like we never met. We're going to get to know each other better before jumping to a real relationship. She's nice and all but I can tell that she doesn't have the patience for this. Hey, if she wants me, she's going to have to take it slow and not jump on me like the first day we met. That was terrible... in a way. The second kiss was not bad but she took things WAY to fast. Part of me wants her because she's very attractive and has a nice body. The other part of me is refusing to be with her because of her attitude and the fact that she's not as amazing as Miranda.

Oh... Miranda. I'm such a blockhead. A dimwit. A moron. I don't even know why I'm going for this... slut.

Miranda texted me last Thursday and I completely ignored her. I even told the lads not to tell her anything if ever she asked. Especially Niall, who was close with Sam, who is close with Miranda. I can't believe I'm doing this to her but I don't want her to know. I don't want to hurt her by saying that I'm with another girl. It just doesn't feel right. I can't hurt her like this. Although ignoring her isn't any better; it's probably worse.

Right after my "meeting" with Rachel, I went to the hotel and texted Miranda. I told her that I couldn't talk because I was busy. I told her that I was sorry but she had to trust me with this. I just hope she replies.

••••••

Five hours later, still nothing. No text, no phone call. Nothing. I should've seen this coming. Why would she reply to me when I've been a jerk towards her? If I was her, I wouldn't even text back. I groaned and pulled on my curls.

"Hey mate. What's wrong?" Zayn asked, walking into the room.

I shook my head. "Everything is wrong."

He sat down next to me. "How so? It's Rachel and Miranda isn't it?"

I sighed and nodded. "I'm such a terrible friend. I've been completely ignoring her so I could be with Rachel."

"Well, that is pretty terrible of you. Did you text her?" I nodded. "Well, she probably saw it but decided not to answer. It is kind of good to get away fr-"

"No!" I yelled. "No it's not good! I love her mate! So so much. I can't just stay away from her. You don't know how I feel..."

"Sure I do. I'm away from Perrie a lot-"

"But you haven't known her your whole life. You haven't been in love with her for six years. You haven't always been there for her."

He didn't reply to that. Instead, he rubbed his chin, thinking.

"Haz, you should probably stick with Rachel."

I looked at him with wide eyes. "What? Why?"

"She obviously really likes you. There's no point of chasing after someone who doesn't feel the same for you. She clearly sees you as just a friend. Maybe even a brother."

That hurt. It really did. Unfortunately, deep down, I mes it was the truth. Why would Miranda have "romantic feelings" for me? I'm just her best friend. I was about to reply when Niall came bursting through the door. He looked out of breath. He looked at Zayn, then to me.

"Am I... interrupting something... important here?" he asked.

I was going to say yes but Zayn said no. Niall sighed.

"Good 'cause Harry, you're gonna wanna here this."

I sat up straight. "What?"

He looked at Zayn. "Not to be rude or anything mate but could you leave us alone?" He nodded and got up. "I'll tell you other guys everything later."

With that, he left. I didn't take my eyes off of Niall. The suspense was killing me. He took a deep breath.

"Um, I don't know how to tell you this and I don't know how you'll take the news but..."

"Just spill it."

"Mirandaisreallyupsetandshe'signoringyounowandSam'splanningongettinghertomeetthisotherguy."

"Okay, what? Slower please!"

"Miranda is really upset and she's ignoring you now and Sam's planning on getting her to meet this other guy."

I had to blink a few times before everything processed in my brain. Niall sighed.

"Har, you hurt her pretty bad. Rumor has it that she cried every night for a week because of you. She even thought about... harming herself. Plus, it sounds like this guy is doing a good job at fixing her. Apparently she almost doesn't think of you anymore."

Again, I blinked. I had one question in my head.

"Who is the guy?"

He shrugged. "Sam didn't say. She only told me what I just told you."

Silence. I felt my blood begin to boil. Niall had a sad look on his face.

"You're losing her Harry."

I freaked out at that point. I began punching and kicking furniture. I pulled my curls again and cursed, then screamed. Niall slowly back away and left. I guess he was expecting this. I couldn't help myself; I care too much about her. There's no way I cannot be mad at this. If only I had just texted her back right away. If only I didn't walk Rachel home that night. None of this drama would've happened. Yep, I'm a blockhead. I have to wait at least four months before I can see her again. Ugh!

Like I said before: when will this nightmare end?!