Riley's POV:
My phone dinged.
New message - from Harry <3
I sighed and ignored it.
I wonder what it is.
Probably just another pity message.
'Oh, please take me, I didn't mean it.'
I rolled my eyes and picked up my phone, ready to delete the message.
Then I saw it.
Smiling softly, I opened the message and looked at the picture.
"Remember that?" A deep voice asked.
Harry stood in the doorway.
His chocolate curls were messy, and his usually bright green eyes had bags under them, causing him to look older.
He made his way over, settling himself next to me, draping his long arm around my shoulders.
"What would you change?" He asked queitly.
"Nothing," I whispered and he bent down to kiss me.
Those lips kissed Chrysta.
"No."
"No, what?" Harry asked. His eyebrows creased, creating a line above his forehead.
"I can't kiss you."
"We're engaged." Harry protested.
I held up my hand.
My ringless hand.
Harry's face paled, and I saw his eyes become watery.
He ran out of the room.
I started to cry, rolling myself up into a ball.
Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in," I managed to croak out.
Liam entered, looking at me.
When he saw the state I was in, he immediatly knelt beside my bed, enveloping me in a hug.
"Ri, what's wrong?"
"Well, Harry and Chrsyta kissed and then I took off my ring becasue I was angry and Harry's mad and he tried to kill himself and now we're all mad and Harry's not mine, Chrsyta has him." I blurted.
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Lovin' Styles
FanfictionRiley Wynter is a normal girl. Dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a curious nature (plus some sassy remarks across the way). Her family encourages her to try out for X Factor - and surprisingly, she makes it. While she is in this competition...
