Chapter 33

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Alexa's pov:

That's the thing Alexa, I don't love you..

His word's kept ringing in my head and everytime I hear his voice, my eye's fill with tear's.

I was currently wrapped up in a fluffy blanket with a Cup of tea in my Hand's.

It's been a month since me and Harry broke up, yes..a month.

I guess he wasn't really kidding when He said that we're over for good.

His pictures were every where since He is the CEO of that modelling enterprises.

He started dating Gigi just a week after he left me and I've been feeling down ever since.

I started writing more song's but I only recorded one of them, im supposed to perform it tomorrow but i don't really think im ready sonce Harry is going to most likely be there.

Tomorrow's the Grammy's and Gigi is hosting it, which mean's that she's getting Harry as a date.

Simon has been calling me but I wasn't really in the mood to talk to anyone.

I still remember when I asked him why he cared so much and I heard him say that im his niece, I didn't really think much of it because He may have meant that im like a niece to him.

I was tired, tired of living in a world where there isn't a person that I can trust.

Everybody leaves me.

Im tired of feeling alone all the time.

Im tired of having to go through the pain of seeing Harry with other girl's.

Im tired of fake smiling all the time.

Im tired of everything.

Im tired of living.

Im tired of breathing..

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Harry's pov:

I walked down the red carpet with Gigi in my arm's, posing and smiling at the camera's.

"Babe" Gigi whispered in my ear.

Just when i turned to her, I felt warm lips on mine.

I kissed her back, trying to feel it but I felt nothing.

I pulled away, looking at her confusingly.

She smiled at me and then looked behind me, frowning.

Suddenly the pap's and the fan's started shouting and screaming.

I turned around to see what all the hustle was about to be met by a very gorgeous looking Alexa walking out of her white limo.

She had her hair slicked back bit opened and she had minimum amount of make up on.

She was wearing a long black dress that showed alot of her skin and matching black heels.

She walked down the red carpet, posing and smiling.

I got butterflies just by looking at her.

I was snapped out of my trace when i felt Gigi grab my arm and drag me.

I snapped my head her way.

"You were staring, Harry" She rolled her eye's.

I didn't answer her, shrugging and sitting down.

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After a few performances, the lights dimmed and an unfamiliar tune came on.

A familiar voice filled the whole room, however not coming from the stage.

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