She's Ours, You're Mine

Chapter 27

Writer's block is a bitch.

xx a&m

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*The next morning*

I had quickly put AJ to bed after I heard the girl hang up Harry's phone. I took a couple sleeping pills so I could actually go to sleep after that, because I was certain I didn't want to deal with it at the moment. Much less my thoughts.

But I broke into tears as soon as I woke up. I opened my eyes and took one look at the picture of Harry, AJ, and me and completely fell apart.

It hurt so damn much. I didn't know if he was actually busy or just... Making me jealous in some selfish way.

I got out of bed and went into the bathroom, splashing water on my face and brushing my teeth. As I finishing that, my phone began to ring. I recognized that as Harry's tone.

I rushed into the room, hoping he had a better explanation of himself.

I slid the button to answer the call and was greeted by the clearly hungover face of Harry. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the phone again.

"Nicole? Oh, my God! I didn't think you'd answer. I... Don't even know why I'm up at five in the morning on a day off... I'm so sorry, Nicole."

I just stared at him. I didn't do anything but stare.

"I have never been so sorry about anything. I feel horrible about it. It was a huge mistake and--"

"What was a mistake?" My heart was literally shattering in my chest. My pride was crumbling, my limbs numbing, my mind buzzing. I was literally falling apart inside and out, just even wondering what he'd done.

"Sleeping with the girl. And I--" I stopped hearing his voice. I couldn't see anything. Everything started as a blur, and eventually turned into a red blur.

There was a nasty taste in my mouth, something metallic. My hands started shaking and my face ran hot.

"Why? Why did you--"

"I don't know. All I know is I'm sorry and it won't ever happen again and I don't even feel that way towards anybody but you. It was the alcohol. I swear--"

"It's over. We're over." I said. His face became completely expressionless, but his eyes showed so much worry and so much fear.

"What?"

"You fucking heard me. We're done, Harry. I'll... I'll drop your stuff off at Louis' with my spare key. And... I don't want to talk to you for a while. So don't try." I ended the FaceTime as his mouth opened. I blocked his number from my phone and stood up.

Walking into the bathroom and to a mirror, I cleaned my face full of tears. However, the tear stains were stubborn as ever, giving me blotchy cheeks.

Why would he do this? How could he have the audacity? I thought he was happy. I thought he loved me and AJ and I never thought he would pull something like this.

It literally broke me. It broke me before AJ was born, when he up and left. And it hurt even more now. Something so attainable was so close and I was getting to a point in love where I knew he'd never let go or do this.

I sat on the toilet, holding my face in my hands. Only one person, could I solely trust.

I went back into my room and picked up my phone, dialing Louis.

"Nicole? Why the hell are you--" I lost it. My sobs were loud and uncontrollable. My heart ached with every breath I was taking. And all he could do is ask, "Are you okay?"