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I apologize for the boringness in this chapter. This chapter is pretty much a transition of Sky's thoughts. So the next chapter will be really interesting, cause there will be a cliffhanger!

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I sat there, pondering what just happened. The words that were said by Harry. “I want to break up” kept playing over and over in my mind. My hands were shaky, I wasn't ready for his abrupt actions. 

He never acts like this. Harry is always the sweet, loving guy. Not the harsh, scary man. This was all happening too fast, and I didn't like it. Something about him today tells me there's more to this whole thing.

A single cold tear streamed down my cheek. I blinked the tear away. I huddled myself on the couch, afraid of my own feelings and what was to come next. 

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I needed time to think, so I decided to go for a walk. Of course, the weather had to match my mood, and it was raining. This is one of the reasons I hate Holmes Chapel. I had one place that I always went to too think everything over. And that's where I’m headed. 

I feel at peace there, because my best friend, Tristan. He always knows how to put a smile on my face, always giving me the scoop on all the local hot guys that come in.

I walk in to the little dinky cafe on the corner of my street, I hear a familiar high pitched voice.

“Hey Sky! Why are you walking around in the rain?” Yup, its Tristan. Always curious about something one way or another. I shrugged. Not wanting to spill everything quite yet. 

“You alright buttercup? Want some tea? A bagel?” His bleach blonde hair fell over his eye as he turned to look at me. I shook my head. I was usually the one that wouldn't pass up a chance to eat, but my feelings have me acting in unusual ways. I wasn't myself. 

"Okay, something is wrong. Spill." He said. Tristan is American, he moved here not to long ago, and we've been here ever since, so his accent and his high pitched voice made everything funny.

I motioned for him to a table in the corner of the cafe. I let out a quiet sigh then told him.

"Harry.." I trailed off. I looked down at the table covered in crumbs. "Harry broke up with me.." I started again. A few tears streamed down my face at the thought of the recent event. 

"Aw, hon, I'm so sorry. Why would he do that to you?" He sounded sincere, and comforting. The tears fell harder. I throw myself into Tristan's arms, for he was the only one there for me.

"That's just the thing," I hiccuped, "he said there was no reason. He just left me there. I don't know anymore! I don't know.." My voice grew faint. I sat up straight now, ready to rant. 

"I hate him, why would he do this, how is she just going to do this to me. Just break my heart then leave. He's such a jerk. How am I in this mess? All caught up in his games. Harry Styles is dead to me." My voice tapered off. I was resentful of that last phrase.He wast dead to me, and that's the worst part.

I felt my phone vibrating in my hand. Someone was calling me. I looked down at it, and to see the name that I dreaded to see. It was Harry.

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