Don't cry, Harry.

Chapter 17: A bad friend

Harry's P.O.V.

I threw my phone across the room. I don't care if it smashed and broke into a million pieces, I didn't care about anything right now. I couldn't believe my eyes. Haley did this? She wrote this? Wasn't she supposed to be Kylie's best friend? That bitch.

Kylie jumped up at the loud sound of my phone hitting the wall. "What was that?" She asked, jumping up. I shot out of the bed, and ran out of the room. "Harry?! Where are you going? What's wrong?" I heard her sniffle behind me. I kept on running. I ran downstairs, through the dining room and living room, and to the kitchen where everyone sat at the round table, eating their breakfast.

"Hello, my friend!" Louis exclaimed, standing up. I raised my index finger at his face, ignoring him. My eyes stared at Haley. "Good morning, Harry. What's wrong?" Liam asked, putting his hand on my shoulder. 

"What's wrong?!" I screamed. I looked back at Haley. She gave me a confused look. She's pretending like nothing's going on. Ugh. "WHAT'S WRONG IS THAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND-" I looked over to Louis, "IS SENDING HATE MAIL TO HER OWN BEST FRIEND!" 

Haley looked back at me with a blank-shocked look on her face. Louis raised his eyesbrows. "What are you talking about, Harry?" He said. I sat down next to him. "Give me your phone." I told him. Louis sighed. 

"Look, Harry. You're tired, and you should just calm down." Louis said. 

"Give me your phone!" I repeated. Louis shrugged and reached across the table. The rest of the lads were just sitting there, quietly, sipping on their teas and eating their food, waiting for something to happen. 

He handed the phone to me. I clicked on his Twitter app, and looked through the mentions. There. "Look." I gave the phone to Niall. 

Niall took a few seconds to read it. "Woah. Haley, did you write this?" He passed the phone down the table until it reached Haley. She still looked confused. "Just drop the act, Haley, will you?" I told her. Haley gluped, looking kind of scared. 

"Harry, I have no idea what you're talking about!" She whispered and slowly took a look at the phone. 

"Oh my god." Was the exact words she used. Are you serious, right now? That's all she can say? She's writing hate messages to my girlfriend, and when I confront her about it, she acts like she's all innocent? That slag. 

"Lemme see the phone." Louis said. Haley breathed nervously as she slowly passed the phone to Louis. 

"Haley, you wrote this?" Louis looked up at her. Haley looked shocked. "Wait...what?! You people think I actually wrote this?! Louis!" She gasped, looking over to her boyfriend. We heard a few steps coming down the hall, and then appeared Kylie. Tears streamed down her face as she stared at Haley. 

I walked over to her, and wrapped my hands around her waist. She was maybe 5 inches shorter than me, so it looked cute when I did this. "Haley..." Kylie managed to whisper. 

"Oh, Kylie!" Haley raced over to her and tried to pull her into a hug. 

"Don't touch me." 

"What? Kylie!"

"I SAID, don't TOUCH me."

"Kylie, I don't understand..." Haley backed away. Everyone stood up from the table and watched closely. 

"I can't believe you, Haley. What did I do to make you write this to me? Was this all an act? Just to meet these boys? You never actually liked me did you... you just pretended.?" Kylie's eyes welled up with tears. 

"Oh my god, Kylie. No! Of course not! I didn't write this! I love you so much, Kylie! I don't even have my phone, someone must have hacked me.." Before Haley could finish her sentence, Louis came up to her and raised his palm. 

"Save it." He whispered. Haley dropped her arms to her sides. WOAH. Weren't they like dating...? 

"What? But Louis, you don't understand, I didn't write that!"

"Please, Haley. Please leave. " He emphasized the last words to make it sound more dramatic.

"Louis?!" She screamed. He gazed at the ground, and repeated. "Please get out. Now." 

Haley shook her head in sadness. She ran over to the door, picked up her shoes, and slowly twisted the knob. She stared at her feet, and slowly turned around. "Kylie. Out of all people, I'm shocked you'd think I would write that. To you." She turned back around and slammed the door behind her. 

I looked over at everyone, who were all over at Kylie and comforting her. Liam had her in a hug, while Niall, Louis and Zayn patted her back, whispering nice things in her ear. 

I coughed. Everyone turned their heads to me. "C'mere." I said, looking at Kylie. As she slowly trudged over to me, I extanded my arms. Instead of pulling me into a hug, she jumped on me. She wasn't heavy, in fact, she was as light as a feather so I had no problem catching her. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, and her head was buried in my shoulder. 

I had never seen her cry this hard before.