Meet Up on Another Page {narry} **discontinued**

Chapter 4

I opened the door to my flat and immediately bent down to pick up Charlie as he scampered over to the open door. I cradled him in my arm as I shut the door behind me and scratched his belly as I walked into the open space.

“Where have you been?”

I looked up to see Madison, hands on her hips with her toe tapping.

“I was at Hooligan’s.”

“With who?” Madison crossed her arms.

“Why does it matter?” I didn’t mean to be rude; I don’t know what caused me to snap at her.

“It matters because I’m your girlfriend and you haven’t talked to me all day.”

“You were the one who just up and left this morning. Just because you texted me doesn’t mean that I’m the only one to blame here.” I let Charlie jump from my arms and moved one step closer to Madison.

“Why won’t you just tell me who you were with?”

“Are you jealous?”

“I’m not jealous, Harry I just want to know!” Madison stepped closer to me.

“I was just out with a friend. Why were you out with Hilary all day?” I walked past Madison and sat on the couch as I took my boots off.

“I just needed some time with my sister. Is that a crime?”

“Obviously not I just… I know you only do it when something’s wrong with us.” I muttered.

“You were just so distant yesterday. Normally when I give you a massage it kinda grows into more… And I know you said you were tired but you usually still sleep at least close to me, even if you’re tired. I just wanted to talk to Hilary about it. And then you didn’t talk to me all day and I just… What’s going on?”

“I don’t know.” I sat forward with my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands.

I’ve been distant for such a short while, how could she be upset with me like this? I know I should have texted her but all I could think about was Niall. I was too distracted too… Distant. She was right. I know I should feel guilty but… I feel nothing. I don’t feel like I owe her an apology. I don’t feel like I owe her anything. Why am I feeling so ambivalent? Don’t I love her? I’ve always said it, we’ve been together for months, how can I just not care so suddenly?

“Harry?” I felt the couch sink as Madison sat down a few inches away from me.

I rubbed my eyes and ran a hand through my curls before slightly turning my head so that my eyes met hers.

“What’s going on?” Madison asked, barely above a whisper, hurt in her voice as if she already knew what my thoughts were saying.

“I don’t know, Maddy.” I rasped as I put my head back into my hands and stared at the lines of the fake hardwood floor.

“Who is it?”

I whipped my head up to look into her eyes that were brimming with tears.

“What makes you think it’s a person?” I angled my body towards her.

“I can just tell. Please, just tell me what’s going on.” Her voice just barely cracking as a tear threatened to fall.

“Maddy… I…” I couldn’t see her in pain like this, not because of me. I attempted to pull her towards me but she brushed me off.

“Please… tell me.” Madison sat farther back from me.

I took a deep breath and sighed. I stood up and walked toward the kitchen.