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Chapter 95

Thoughts are rushing through my head, horrible thoughts on how I can get revenge on her. I've never felt more hatred inside of me in my entire life. I never thought I could hate anybody but I do, I hate her. Thankfully my dark thoughts get interrupted as Eli speaks.

"Yes, she did. I had no fucking clue what was going on after last night, and you and Harry didn't tell me shit. I knew you both were lying right to my face. Then Lindsey said you two were fucking and I believed it. It was the first god damn thing that made sense but I'm sorry, I really am. I shouldn't have done what I did."

I look up at Eli and at that moment I can tell he's being sincere, but what he did wasn't right, what he made Harry do wasn't right. I look back down at my hands as my thoughts take control of me once again.

"Eli watch your mouth." Phil snaps.

"Who is Lindsey!?" my mom asks demandingly.

I'm too lost in thought to answer that question. My thoughts are still rapidly racing. Eli answers for me, thank god.

"Lindsey is a girl who goes to our school, she's a total bitch and used to date Harry for a little while." Accurate description, although I would describe her a little differently.

"So why did she tell you that then?" my mom asks Eli.

"I don't know." Eli shrugs his shoulders. "Maybe she was jealous or something."

I can feel everyone's eyes on me but I still don't say a word.

"Alison, why aren't you saying anything?" asks my mom. Slowly I look up at her and a tear falls down my cheek.

"Please, you have to let me go see him." I beg. Turns out I wasn't really listening to anything anybody has been saying for the past few minutes. I can't stop thinking about him. "I think I love him." I mumble and start to slightly cry again. Who am I kidding. I know I love him; I've known for a while now. I just couldn't admit it to myself. There's no point trying to hide it anymore. There's no point trying to hide anything anymore.

"Alison, honey." My mom says with a sad expression. "I just can't let you do that. I don't know what to do with you yet."

"With both of you." Phil chimes in.

"I still hardly even know what's going on." My mom looks at me but I look back down at my hands.

"I just really don't feel like talking about it right now." I choke back some tears. "I just need to be alone for a little bit, please." I beg in a saddened tone.

"Alright, fine. You know what, you two go up to your rooms for a little bit. Phil and I need to talk about this anyways but we will be re-discussing this subject tonight, understood?" She asks. Eli and I both nod in response and I grab my bag about to head up the stairs.

"Woah, whoa. Give me your phone." My mom stops me before I take my first step up the stairs

I sigh quietly before setting down my bag and reaching inside to grab my phone. There was no point in arguing about this. Although I was hoping to get a hold of Harry, somehow. I take a glance at my phone and widen my eyes as I see the dozens of text messages from Mia, Lizzie, Trevor, Louis, Niall, Kat and basically everyone else I know. I look only at the names avoiding reading any of them. Sadly, there are no messages from Harry.

My mom clears her throat impatiently and I walk over and hand her my phone. Eli tries to hurry up the stairs but also gets stopped.

"You too, Eli. Hand it over." Phil says sternly and crosses his arms.

Eli groans and reaches in his pocket grabbing his phone and tossing it to Phil.

"Do you really have to do everything your wife does?" He asks annoyed and hurries up the stairs and into his room.