The Other Girlfriend

Transition

Harry’s POV

                “Are you going?” Niall asked me.  I feel my body tensing slightly as I anticipate what is about to come.  Today was finally here.  The day I would try to break up with Callie as nicely as possible after I broke it up horribly last time with Jenny.  I look myself in the mirror one last time in our shared bathroom before I reply.

                 “Yeah, I’m going,” I replied.  Niall just simply nodded.  Zayn and Liam were both out studying, so it was just us two in our suite. 

                “Would you like a bodyguard?  I could be of some use if she tries to persuade you through stripping of clothes—”

                “I would prefer you not, Niall.  This is just between me and her.  Thanks for the offer though, mate.” Niall then looked away and headed back into our room.  I walked out of the suite after he left the bathroom and I head toward the dorms where all the girls are. 

                I walk quickly over there because I don’t want to waste too long on this conversation, but at the same time, this conversation I’m walking into is going to be a very nasty one.  I will try to be understanding as possible, but I can only extend myself so far in terms of niceness.  I walk into the dorm lobby and walk up the stairs.

                I dread coming back to the room where Callie successfully controlled me and I’m not looking forward to seeing her again for the first time in a week, but it’s necessary for me to do this since I’ve only told her so far I wanted space.  I find the door and I inhale slowly as I knock the door.  I wait a few minutes and Callie answers the door.  Fortunately for me, she’s fully clothed.

                “Harry,” She says with her saccharine voice, “What’s up?”

                “We need to talk about something.  Alone,” I stress the word ‘alone’ to get my point across.

                “Well, you come on in if you want,” She flashes one of her big fake smiles at me and I can feel the passive-aggressiveness she presents me.  She’s acting like this is no big deal, but I can tell she’s internally pissed about what she’s thinks is about to happen.

                “I would prefer someplace a little less homey,” I replied with the same sweet tone.  I flash my fake smile and now it’s her turn to roll her eyes. 

                “Aw, come on, this is perfect place to be alone.  Just you and me on a bed…naked—”

                “No, no, we are not doing that.  We are just going to have a pleasant chat.  Fully clothed, mind you,” I add.  I really just want to drag her out of that room, so I can focus, but she’s going to be hard to convince.

                “Pleasant?  Really?  Are you sure?  Because I’m pretty sure what you’re going to tell me and it’s not going to be pleasant,” She retorted bluntly.  She hasn’t moved a centimeter and I think of a good comeback.

                “Well, I think our whole affair hasn’t been very pleasant, so I beg to differ,” I jabbed back.  I see some of the calm persona slowly fading off of Callie, and I’m starting to build confidence.  “Come on, I want only to take a short walk with you, what do you say?”   I even reach out a hand in her direction.  She looks at my hand for a minute until she slaps it hard.  I quickly retrieve it back since that slap did a hurt a little.

                Finally, Callie budges a little bit and she’s out of her room. “Let’s go, then, I guess we shouldn’t waste any more time on simple remarks,”