Rachel's POV
(a week later)
"I'm home Haz!" I yelled into our apartment. I decided to come home a week early, because I couldn't stand Landon getting on my nerves. He gave no answer. I raised an eyebrow, and set my bags by the door. I pushed my sunglasses into my hair, and walked around. No sight of Harry. I walked into our bedroom, and saw a note of the bed. I walked towards it, and picked up the note. It read:
Hey Rachel babe, sorry i'm not home. Wish I could greet you, but i'm hanging out with a friend. I'll see you later ♥ -Hazza bear x x
I stared at it for awhile, and crumbled it up. I couldn't help but feel a bit pessimistic. What if he's out with another girl. Because obviously he would put a name, but he didn't, just 'hanging out with a friend.' I threw the paper on the ground, and looked up at the calendar that was hanging above our bed. 3 days til our anniversary. December 9th.
I reached in my pocket for my phone, and went on my twitter. My twitter was blasted with tweet by fans of Harry. I widened my eyes at a ton, and saw a different link on each one, and had 'Read this Rachel!' I pressed on one of the links, and an article popped up. It was titled 'Harry Styles and Kendall Jenner Going Out? What Happened to Rachel?' A picture of Harry and Kendall together at a cafe in LA popped under it. Her hand was brushing Harry's and he was actually smiling, and looked... happy. I gasped, and scrolled down to the article.
I read through it, and my eyes got bigger. My bottom lip wobbled a little, and I couldn't help but throw my phone against the wall. I stared at my now cracked phone screen. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I brought my knees to my chest. How could he do this? I thought he was a good boyfriend. He even promised that he wouldn't cheat on me, and here he is, with another girl.
I sobbed softly, stuffing my face in my knees. My sobs got louder make me gasp every once in a while. I heard the front door open, but I didn't budge. I felt like I was frozen in my spot never going to get up.
"Babe?" I heard his deep voice ask questioningly. I looked up quickly, and saw Harry standing at the door frame. I immediately gave him a hard glare, and got up. He smiled at me, and opened up his arms. I stood in front of him, and pushed his arms down. His smile disappeared into a frown.
"You promised." I said finally. He opened his mouth to say something, but I continued. "You cheater." After those two words, Harry widened his eyes.
"W-What do you mean 'cheater'?" he stuttered. Tears began to brim my eyes. I sighed and wiped my them hard enough to burn. "Cut the bullshit." I snapped. Harry reached out for my arm, but I snatched it away. "Don't touch me, or call me, because i'm leaving." I whimpered. My anger settled into sadness. Damn my different emotions.
"Ba-" he started, but I interrupted him again. "Don't 'babe' me." I grumbled stubbornly. I reached over for my bag, and stomped over to my closet. I pulled open the closet door, and pulled out my suitcase. I ripped clothes off their hangers and threw them in both my suitcase and bag.
"Rachel, please lemme explain." he whined. I whipped my head to him, and gave him a hard glare. "Well Harry, the picture on Perez Hilton, explained everything to me. So, don't waste your time." I zipped up the suitcase and bag, and gripped their handles.
"But Rachel, here me out. I can't see you go." he pleaded. I walked to the door, and stopped. I stood there for a moment. Tears streamed my face, and a sob escaped me.
"Bye Harry." I sniffed. I walked out the room, and to the front door. I can hear him call my name, but I didn't turn around. I opened the door, and walked out. I slammed it, and ran down the stairs that lead to the car park.
I didn't bother wiping my cheeks, nor my eyes. I unlocked my car doors, and got in the driver's seat. I closed the door, and threw my stuff in the backseat. I turned my car on, and listened to the radio as it played 'Another Man' by Bruno Mars. I didn't bother changing the radio station, because it fit my mood.
I had a weird feeling in my stomach. It felt like... betrayal, anger, and sadness. Obviously I would be feeling that since my now ex-boyfriend of almost 2 years cheated on me. I closed my eyes, and tried to get myself together. I wouldn't enjoy getting in a crash over some boy. Boy, wouldn't that be something. I laughed weakly to myself, and put on my seat belt.
The song changed into 'Dark Horse' by Katy Perry featuring Juicy J, and I can feel my mood boost up a little. I shift the gear into reverse and backed out the parking spot.
I began singing the song out loud, forgetting about the negative and thinking about the positive. I can make it without Harry, and Harry can make it without me since he has Kendall Jenner. I took a shaky breath, and shook my head. Stop being pessimistic Rachel, be a woman, and forget about Harry Styles.
I turned on the highway, and began my journey back to Manchester.
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God I couldn't wait for you guys to see how this relationship ended! I cried for doing this. The very last thing I want to do in this story is to end Hachel, and I did! *Silently sobs*. I was going to let them stay together and let Rachel not find out about Hendall, but my friend told me to stop being a sissy, and break them up. And I did. I'm seriously pissed that I listened to her, so go ahead and hate me. But before you do, lemme tell you that they are going to get back together. I just have to figure out how Haz get her to trust him again... Well I got a few chaps to figure that out! Well anyways, i'm going to try to update 'Work Out' or some of my other stories. I really don't know -.-.
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