Joyce’s pov; When I got back to the hotel Tyra was running out full speed, tears streaming down her face, covered in makeup.
“Tyra what’s wrong?” But she just kept on running. I ran upstairs as fast as I could and to Harry’s room. When I got there, Kristen was standing in front of Harry screaming in his face. I couldn’t make out what she was saying, and that’s when I noticed. Gabby. Just sitting there on the counter top. No, no, no, no, no. That did not happen. That would never happen. But it looked like it did happen.
“You have a girl that loves you, crying her eyes out right now, because you’re up here, maccin’ with some hoe.” Kristen was bright red.
“First of all, I’m not a hoe. And what can I say, I told you Im irresistible.” Gabby was swinging her legs back and forth, batting her eyelashes trying to look cute. But, sadly, it wasn’t working.
“No Gabby, that’s where your wrong. You’re are VERY resistible, you pushed yourself on top of me. I don’t want you. I want Tyra.” Did he really just say that? He actually cared for her.
Kristen stepped back. Gabby’s jaw dropped. And harry took Gabby by the hand, and walked her to the door.
“Now don’t come back. Ever.” He punched the wall and actually started crying. Really? I was watching the Harry Styles cry. He told us he was going to talk to Tyra, and we told him maybe it was best to take a break. I went and spent time with Zayn when Kristen went back to Tyra.
A couple hours later, I heard banging in the hallway. Zayn went to see what it was.
“Harry Stop. Don’t do it like this.”
“Zayn, I need to talk to her. Go back to Joyce.” Oh boy. This was not going to end well.
“Alright well babe, are you going to come on tour with me?” His big brown eyes were stuck on mine now.
“If tomorrow morning, Tyra gets in that car, than I will, but if Tyra doesn’t, I can’t.”
“Alright, that sounds fair enough. You do know that Harry left the party early because he didn’t feel good. He came home and layed right down complaining about his stomach. She attacked him. He didn’t want her too.” Tyra’s mad because of something that wasn’t his fault. I felt bad, but I would be upset too.
“I knew harry would never hurt her like that. I guess, Gabby just has good timing.” We stopped talking about that situation and I dozed off. Tomorrow, was the big moment of truth. Did Tyra stay with Harry, or was he continuing his tour alone?
