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Yay! My second fanfic! It's going to be a little shorter than Strong. It's a Harry one, and I hope you enjoy!

Bailey's POV

It was pouring rain out. I pulled my light jacket closer to my body and shivered as I waited for the bus to come. No one could probably tell I was crying my eyes out because of the rain.

I was just at my boyfriends house. Or should I say ex-boyfriend. He cheated on me. Just like the others. And what's worse is that I knew these other girls from Uni, and they were way prettier than I was. I never seem to be good enough. I keep falling for guys that break my heart in the end.

I wiped my tears. I don't need this. I don't need guys. They're all jerks, and they hurt you in the end anyway.

I tried to put my hood on, to keep my straight brown hair dry, but it was no use with the wind. Finally I heard a bus screech to a halt next to me. I looked up and the doors opened. I scrambled in quickly and paid the driver, thanking him.

The bus was full except for an empty two seater. I sat down on the seat, putting my bag on the spot next to me.

The bus doors closed and continued moving as I opened my iPhone camera, to see what I look like. My greenish-gray eyes were glassy, and I wiped the last of my tears off my face. I opened up all my social media sites and changed my status to single. I've had to do that way too many times now.

Maybe I'll buy my first cat today, so I can live alone and become a cat lady. The bus stopped as I opened up twitter.

"Is this seat taken?" A low voice said above me. I looked up and met a pair of green eyes.

"Oh no, sorry." I moved my stuff out of the way.

He sat down, and it was silent for a while.

"Are you okay?" He suddenly spoke up.

"Huh?" I looked up.

"You've been crying." he said, studying my face. It creeped me out a little, honestly.

"Oh um, yeah."

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Bailey." I said, looking down at my hands.

"That name is beautiful, I'm Harry, Harry Styles." I blushed slightly and immediately recognized his name.

"Oh, so that's why I remember you from somewhere." I said, putting all of the pieces together.

"Yeah," he chuckled.

The bus stopped, and I realized it was at my flat.

"Oh this is my stop." I said.

He got up and let me through. I picked up my bag and walked out.

He handed me a slip of paper, "Text me, Alright?" he whispered and sat back down. I walked off of the bus and out onto the wet street.

I put the paper in my pocket. I probably won't even use it. I knew his intentions, he seemed flirty, and I don't need a relationship like that again.

I let myself into my apartment and closed the door behind me. I leaned my back against the door and slid down. I held my head in my hands.

My phone beeped. I took it out and saw a tweet from Harry Styles?

"@Harry_Styles: Found you ;) @Bailey_Young"

"@Bailey_Young: creep. ;)"

I got a million notifications from 'fangirls'.

I mentally and sarcastically thanked Harry for blowing up my twitter .

Then another beep came.

"@Harry_Styles: oh, you love me."

"@Bailey_Young: I've talked to you for a whole five minutes."

"@Harry_Styles: You never texted me!!"

"@Bailey_Young: but I just got homeeee"

"@Harry_Styles: I'm coming there."

"@Bailey_Young: You don't know where I live."

"@Harry_Styles: crap."

"@Bailey_Young: I win."

He stopped tweeting after that and I smirked to myself. His fans were going absolutely nuts. I laughed softly to myself.

He was actually cheering me up.

I grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a tank top and went into the shower. I stayed in there for a half an hour, thinking about what happened today.

Walking in on your boyfriend and another girl is not a fun thing. He just yelled, "Get out!" I don't know if he was drunk, or what he was thinking. But that has happened to me so much, I don't even care anymore. I just don't want to fall for anyone else. I wouldn't consider my self in love with Justin, my ex-boyfriend, but when your boyfriend cheats on you, it hurts. It hurts like hell knowing you're not good enough for him.

I sighed, and turned off the water. I put on the sweatpants and tank top. I brushed my hair and put it up in a sloppy bun. I brushed my teeth and went into my living room. I turned the T.V. on and watched Friends.

My phone beeped and it was another tweet from Harry.

"@Harry_Styles: Sweet dreams ;) @Bailey_Young I expect a text in the morning missy."

I shook my head and laughed softly.

"@Bailey_Young: Goodnight Harry. :) @Harry_Styles"

I turned the T.V. on and walked to my room. I crawled under the covers of my bed and turned the lamp off. I drifted off to sleep instantly.

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