Chapter 2

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3 WEEKS LATER.

It's been 3 week since I talked to Harry. I miss him like crazy and I haven't seen or talked to him. I still don't know why he acted so weird that night. Was it me? Is he not in love with me anymore? I really don't know. I've been a wreck since that night. I don't speak with anyone and I only get out of my room for food or when I have to go to the bathroom. My friends have been calling my phone non stop, and texting me 24/7.

This morning I woke up and the first thing I did was looking in my computer. Every morning I look if there is any news on where Harry or One direction is. I opened my computer to see if there was any news.

There it was. In big letters.

HARRY STYLES WITH NEW GIRLFRIEND?

"WHAT?!" I screamed.

I looked at the pictures. There was this beautiful blonde haired girl with bright blue eyes and really skinny. No wonder he dumped me and went for her. I was looking through the pictures when something noticed me. The date of this article was November 8th. That was before Harry came over and before my grandmother died. She died November 11th. No wonder he looked so guilty,

He cheated on me!

I closed my laptop and jumped out of my bed. I was so mad at him! I never thought the one person I could trust with my heart, would break it. I put on a long sleeve white shirt, black ripped jeans with my brown uggs. I ran downstairs and saw my mum and dad eating breakfast. I said a quick "good morning" to both of them and sprinted out the door. I got in my red Mini Cooper and drove for 2 hours. I ended up at the studio. "Maybe they are recording today?" I thought to myself. I got out of my car and ran inside. I asked the nice lady at the reception if they were here she told me witch floor and I was on my way to confront Harry. I turned around and my heart stood still. It was him. He had on his black jeans, blue shirt and that hat I like so much on him with a pair of sunglasses that covered his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" he asked me.

"You see, three weeks ago you told me you wanted to talk. I waited all this time, but you never came back or called me. So... you wanted to talk, here I am!" I told him in a mad tone.

"Can we talk another time, now is not really a good moment."

"So you are just gonna keep telling me another time, but ignore me after that. That's not how our relationship works."

"Can we meet tonight at my place. Seven thirty?" He asked me in a quick pace like he had to go somewhere.

"Sure." I said a bit annoyed.

"I'll walk you to your car."

"Okay, thanks!" I told him.

We were standing next to my car. An awkward silence filled the air. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. After a couple of minutes with long stares and no words, he broke the silence.

"So... Uhm... I'll see you tonight?"

"Yeah. Goodbye Harry."

"Bye." He said and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I missed him so much. Being with him, even with awkward silence and all, it felt good.

I drove home. When I got inside my mum asked me how I was feeling. We never really had that conversation about my grandma in the past few weeks 'cause I was so busy with the Harry stuff. After a good long talk she made my favourite dinner. We did our prayers to god and when we were done eating I put my dish in the sink and went up stairs. I called my other friend Anouk to see how she was doing. I haven't talked to her that much because I was so busy the last few weeks. It was good talking to her again! At 7.15 we ended the call and I grabbed my coat, put on my 'the vamps' beanie, got in the car and drove to his house. I was so nervous, my hands were sweating and I was shaking. I pressed the doorbell and waited for him to come. After a while he opened the door.

"Hey"...

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