The Devil Wears Saint Laurent (h.s.)

chapter twenty-three

DOUBLE UPDATE BC I AM ON A ROLL W THIS STORY, IDK INSPIRATION KEEPS HITTING ME AND I CANNOT STOP TYPING LMAO

Harry's POV

Never in my life have I ever had the urge to hit a woman, but honestly. . . I could murder Tea with absolutely no remorse.

She ruined my fucking life, she ruined everything.

Because of her, I had to let go of the only girl I've ever loved. Because of her, I'm the most miserable piece of shit in the world. Because of her, the girl I love more than anything, hates me. This was all so fucked up. Out of everything I've ever done, I had to have a fling with the most psychotic bitch in the world.

Everything I did; hurting Charlotte, making myself seem like a cheating asshole, all of it I'd rather not have done, but I did it to protect to Charlotte.

~2 months ago ~

"Tea, open the fucking door!" I pounded on the psycho's door.

Seconds later, the door swings open. Revealing Tea in nothing, but a cheap silk robe and the most evil grin. "Harry, I'm so glad you could make it." She said.

I rolled my eyes, "What the fuck is your problem? Why can't you just leave me and personal assistant alone?"

"Oh Harry, we both know she's more than your personal assistant."

"Listen, you fucking-" I began to seethe, but she interrupted me.

"Can you not stand outside and yell at me? Your gonna make someone call the cops. This neighborhood has eyes and ears like a hawk."

She steps aside, motioning for me to come inside. I knew better than to step inside that maniac's house, but if it meant she'd leave me and Charlotte alone, I guess I could go inside. I mean, what's the worse she could do?

I hesitantly stepped inside and she led me to her living room. She patted the sofa next to her for me to sit, but I refused.

"We can talk while I stand." I said.

"Harry, don't you think it's a little risky dating your PA?" She smirked, while taking a sip of whatever was in her mug.

"It's none of your business, Tea. Because you seem to forget we have nothing to do with each other."

She tsked and waved her finger, "You have plenty to do with me. I mean you are the reason I tried to kill myself." She says nonchalantly.

"I never told you to kill yourself or anything. You put that stupid ass idea in your own fucked up head."

"So you're not gonna take any responsibility for breaking my heart?"

"What responsibility Tea?" I shouted, "We dated for like two weeks."

"But I fell in love with you."

"Tea, I didn't ever love you. "

Tears begin to fall down her cheeks. I tried feeling bad, to not seem like such an asshole. Truth is, her tears didn't mean shit to me. She keeps trying to get in the way of me and Charlotte and its fucking ridiculous. I'd do anything for this demented bitch to leave us alone.