closer // harry styles

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

The next day, I spent in bed. Alex left with Daniel again, and the whole day I was just in bed. At around 4:00pm, my phone rang. I picked it up, seeing Zayn's number.

"Hello?" I asked but no one answered. It was just muffled voices. I'm guessing he just butt-dialed me, so I was about to hang up when I heard what they were talking about.

"Harry you need to fix this." Niall was saying.

"I know." Harry said.

"Did you actually love her?" Liam asked.

"Yes." Harry said, making me tear up a little bit. Was he talking about me?

"Then you need to fight for her." Louis said.

"I want to but she doesn't want me anymore, Lou!" he yelled. "She hates me. I loved her, and I let her slip through my fingers. Just by holding hands with Victoria." Harry sighed. Well no shit, Harry.

"But the things you were having a good time with Victoria." Zayn said.

"No, but I wasn't. It was sort of a test. I was with Victoria to see if I still had feelings for her." Harry explained.

"And?" Zayn asked.

"I didn't. All I could think about was Ariana." He said, and with that I shut my phone off. I pulled open Us Weekly on my laptop.

What's Wrong with Harry?

Harry Styles has been a wreck lately. We know Victoria has been put behind him, so what's on his mind? He looks terrible all the time. Walking out of hotels, onto planes. Everywhere, he looks like he's gotten no sleep. Especially when he's performing... he looked so tired in his past few shows. Why has he gotten no sleep? What has he been thinking about? Or who?

To be honest, I missed him. I really did. So then why is he acting like this though? It's just a matter of time before he actually starts doing terrible things.

That night when Alex came home, we fought again.

"Alex, I was fucking pregnant!" I screamed.

"Yeah you're a fucking whore!" He yelled.

"Alex, I didn't even know! And I'm the complete opposite of a whore, okay? I've only slept with anyone once, and you know who it was." I said.

"Who?" He squinted.

"Alex, I'd prefer not to repeat his name." I sighed.

"Whatever. Don't fight with me, this isn't my fault. Go complain to someone else." He said.

"Fine, I'll call Lucy." I said. I picked up my phone, just to see a call ending with Louis. Shit... I quickly dialed his number again.

"Hey Ariana, what's up?" He asked, casually.

"Louis were you eavesdropping?" I asked. There was a long pause before he answered.

"I think you may have butt-dialed me." He said.

"Fuck." I muttered. "Who else this there?" I asked.

"This time I promise it really is just me." He said.

"What did you hear?" I asked, and he didn't answer for a little bit.

"Everything." He sighed.

"Shit!" I screamed. "Louis please don't tell anyone, especially not Harry." I said.

"Fine, I won't." He said.

"Thank you."

"But you will." he said.

"What?!" I yelled. "Louis, stop please don't tell anyone." I said.

"Ariana, tell him soon, or I will." He said, and hung up.

"Fuck!" I screamed out loud. One Direction had just started their second month of the tour two days ago...

I opened my computer, and booked a plane ticket. Then I texted Louis.

Forward me hotel info and everything else... I'll be there by tomorrow. -A

(oh shit... what's she gonna do about Alex? vote, comment, and follow please! xx)