The One That Got Away

Chapter 7 (Part One)

* ONE WEEK LATER *

Selena POV

It's been a week since Harry and I had our argument, and he hadn't spoken to me since. I made sure I would wake up an hour earlier than I usually would and get ready so I wouldn't have to face him in the morning. But today, I was too lazy to wake up that early, so I just woke up on my usual time. After taking a shower, brushing my teeth, and putting on a random outfit, I made my way downstairs where I heard chuckling in the kitchen.

"Oh really? Then I guess we'll just have to see about that"

Harry? Who is he talking to? I slowly walk over to the kitchen as I see he was talking on the phone.

"Starbucks then?....Fine, I see you later.....yes I know....okay, bye" he hangs up as he chuckles happily to himself, taking a sip of his cup of tea, just laid back. I make my way to the refrigerator, opening it as Harry turns and looks at me before sighing, looking down at the ground. I mentally sighed to myself before taking out a bottle of orange juice and setting on the counter next to my bag.

"Leaving again, aren't you? Not surprised" Harry blurts out as I close my eyes shut, ignoring his harsh comment being shot at me. I opened my eyes as I place the bottle in my bag, then I look up at Harry as he looks up at me.

"Before you say anything, I'm going to be late again. So please pick up Harley from daycare, and the rest you know"

"You don't have to tell me, I do it anyways so you don't have to tell me three or four times!" Harry snaps, glaring at me as I held back a whimper, not wanting to seem weak.

"You don't have to shout"

"I could shout as much as I want to, don't tell me what to do!"

"OKAY! Okay" I yelled, looking down at my hands, playing with the wedding band on my left hand finger.

What is going on with him lately? He's been treating me like this since that night when we had that argument. I don't understand what I did wrong, what did I do wrong?!

"Why are you just standing there? Don't you have a dress to work on?"

"I don't go in for another hour"

"Well might as well leave, you don't want to be late to your perfect career because of traffic, don't you?" he scolded, I snap my head up as I glared at him for his harsh comments.

"Don't you want to treat your wife with respect?! I'M NOT A FUCKING DOG!"

"Why don't you watch her mouth instead?! We have a two year old in this house! Especially when you shouldn't be talking to me that way!"

"I don't care, it's not my son I'm talking to, I'm talking to you! I don't know what your problem has been lately, but I'm not letting you take it out on me when you know I didn't do anything wrong!" I shouted, I felt a tear stream down my eye, now realizing I was crying. Damn I hate it when I cry, it makes me seem weak and I hate being seen that way.

"Selena, I'm sorry. Just please....don't cry baby" Harry softens as he wraps his arms around me, which I unexpectedly do the same thing. I haven't been in his arms for awhile now, and I really needed that. Though, I didn't expect it when it was during one of our bad arguments.

"I'm sorry, forgive me? I just....haven't been myself lately"

"B-But did you r-really have to take i-it out o-on me? W-What did I-I do wrong?"

"Nothing! You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just....been very lonely lately since your never around"

"T-Then talk to m-me about it, not y-yell at me a-about i-it"