"I'm just going to Zayn's! What's the deal!?" he yelled.
"You promised Harry!" I cried. "But you're still going to that stupid party!"
"Ugh! I'm so sick and tired of you!" he groaned.
He grabbed his coat, ran to the door and slammed it. I started to throw tantrums. I grabbed a pillow, slam it on my face and begin to scream. He really pisses me off now.
It's sad that we've been like this for a month now and I don't know what happened to him. I'm starting to worry that what if he gets tired of me? I sat on our bed, since we are living together now, I watched TV to distract my mind but all I could ever think of was Harry. I love him so much but he's starting to tick me off now.
*
As I got home from my part-time job, and as usual I was exausted, I see Harry about to leave.
"You're leaving? Again?" I asked.
"Yeah, Louis asked for a couple of drinks."
"Drinking again?" I crossed my arms.
"Yeah, but it will be short." he passed through me.
"Harry..."
"What!?" he shouted, pissed off to be exact.
"Please sto--"
"Stop!? Moira, for the love of God! Let me do things on my own! Can we not argue about this? I love what I do, so stop being such a baby! I'm not your mother! You're grown up now and I can see that! I can't be around you all the time! It's so annoying that you have to ask me all the time! You know where I go! Can you just please do what I want for once! Sick and tired of your shit where you always want your way!" he shouted at me.
"O-Okay." I looked down. "I'm sorry."
"Thank you!" he turned back and drove off.
I slowly closed the door, and walked to our room. I began to pack up, getting ready to leave. I wrote a note about leaving and left it on the table next to Harry's side of the bed. Before leaving, I walked up to our calendar and looked at the date that was written on.
HAPPY 3RD ANNIVERSARY!!! ♥
I started to tear up and marked the date X. I looked at our flat before I left and remembered all the memories in this flat. I drove off to a close friend of mine from my part-time job; Naomi.
"Are you sure about your desicion?" Naomi asked me.
"Yeah." I answered.
"What if he finds you?"
"I think he wont even bother." I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
(HARRY'S POV)
I shouted at Moira a while ago and I don't even know if I should even go back.
"Harry, can you like go home now?" Louis said.
"What?" I scratched my head.
"I need to clean this place up." he said.
"Okay." I yawned and stood up. "Good luck."
I drove off back to our flat and I can feel that there's something gonna happen, maybe another argument, and I'm too tired for that. As I got home, I went straight to our room where I don't see Moi. I thought maybe if she was in the bathroom or in the kitchen, but something caught my eye,
a piece of paper with my name on it.
I sat on my bed, took it and began to read whatever trick Moira has put on. Maybe some sex note.
