DRIFTED |Harry Styles|

CHAPTER 41

"Mel?" I heard Harry as he got into the room. "They didn't have anything good at the cafeteria so I just went to McDonalds and got us some chicken nuggets like I know you like it." He smiled and placed the McDonalds' bag over the table.

His smile soon faded as he took in my tears and low sobs that involuntary left my lips. "What happened, babe?" He sat on the bed, both hands on each side of my face and a worried expression over his.

I didn't say anything, as I grabbed his hands in mine and slowly peeled them off my cheeks, rejecting his touch, as I looked away. Hurt was written all over his features, but I just couldn't bring myself to care, since I was undoubtedly hurting more than him that moment.

"What's going on?" He tried again and I looked at him in disbelief, how could he pretend to not know what was going on? Was he honestly thinking that I wasn't going to find out?

"Can you stop pretending for a second and just be honest with me? I don't need your pity, if this was the only reason you were with me all this time then feel free to leave, 'cause pity is the last thing a need right now." I spat, fuming in rage, but inside hurting more than I could ever think was possible.

"What are you talking about, baby girl? Pity? What?" He said in pretend confusion, reaching out to me, as I kept dodging his touch.

"You know damn well what I'm talking about, Liam told me everything!" I raised my voice, wishing he would just stop his pretend show and tell me why he did what he did.

"Liam? What the fuck are you going on about?" He had the nerve to raise his voice in annoyance, as he kept pretending he was the innocent one in this. I couldn't decide if I was more annoyed or hurt.

"Don't play dumb, Harry, Liam saw you and Ana outside my room. Apparently there was a lot of groping going around." I chuckled sarcastically and crossed my arms against my chest, fighting back the tears. The last thing I wanted him to see was another 'crying Melissa' as he so got used to, probably where all of his pity came from.

His face dropped in what seemed like relief, after hearing my words. He rolled his eyes and took my hands in his, after mumbling something like 'fucking Liam'. "Baby, I was going to tell you, I just wanted to wait for you to feel better, but..." I interrupted his little speech, raising one hand.

"Don't, Harry." I warned. "I don't feel like hearing your excuses right now, can you please just leave?" The tears I was dreading came in full force as a sob raked through my body and as annoyed and angry as I was, I couldn't just ignore the ripping feeling inside of my heart.

"Baby, please don't do this, it's all just a big misund-" Another sob had me shaking and a blinding pain in my head made me close my eyes. "J-just leave, please, I-I can't look at y-you right now." How could the only person I trusted more than anything in this world break me so easily after all we've been through?

"Mel, please don't do this, I-I lov-" He started, as a few tears of his own started to appear. "Don't!" I yelled, shooting my eyes open and ignoring the pain on the back of my head. "Don't you there telling me you love me." I spat, tears uncontrollably wetting my cheeks.

"But I do love you, Melissa." He used my full name as he always did when I was being stubborn, which I sure as hell knew I was being, but being in the same room as him that moment was suffocating me, he was my saviour and tormentor concomitantly.

"Just hear me out, okay? It's not what it looked like." He smiled sadly, wiping away a few tears. "Harry, please, just go, I don't want to hear it, i-it's just... I-I can't deal with this right now." I looked at my twisted fingers resting on my lap, regretting the moment I believed every word that came out of his mouth.