Harry's POV
Rehearsals were pretty shitty. Everyone kept messing up, the lighting would not work, and to top it off, all I could think about was Chelsea. All I could think about was the girl I had slept with just a few days before. It was driving me crazy. I didn't know how much longer I could go on with this.
I was glad to get back to the room and just rest. When I walked in, Chelsea was sitting on the couch texting someone. Probably her boy toy Dave. I closed the door behind me and set the hotel key on the counter. When she saw me, she stood up and preceded to walk out of the room.
I got to her just in time and pulled her back by her wrist. "Can we talk?" I asked.
"Let go of me Harry." She said as she tugged out her arm.
I held it a little tighter and pulled her back again. She looked up at me, fear in her eyes. I loosened my grip a little and looked her dead in the eyes. "Please." I pleaded.
She sighed and looked down. She nodded her head yes. I let go of her hand and she crossed her arms. She just looked at me with a blank expression. I rubbed the back of my neck. I needed to find the words.
"What's happening to us?" I asked.
"I don't know. You tell me Harry." Chelsea said, letting her arms fall to the side of her body.
My eyes fell from her gaze. I couldn't tell her the truth.
"Tell me what it is Harry?! I want to know" She raised her voice.
"What do you want to know?" I asked, shifting in my place.
"Why you keep avoiding me? Why you won't even look at me? Or touch me! Last night I was practically begging you to fuck me Harry! And you know what you did? You tensed up on me!" she yelled, her arms flailing everywhere.
"Speak Up! Tell me!" She yelled. "Tel--"
"I slept with another woman okay!" I yelled, cutting her off.
"I fucked another woman! I was drunk as hell and I just wanted someone. I screwed up big time and I know it! But every time I see you, I see her body and its driving me insane!" I yelled, letting it all out.
Chelsea's mouth dropped open. She just looked at me. For the first time, I could see that Chelsea was shattered. I watched as a tear started to roll down her face. I walked up closer to her and tried to wipe it away, but she slapped my hand.
"You fucking bastard!!!" she yelled at me as she pushed me on my chest.
I stumbled a little bit, but I was still standing. I tried to grab her hands but she kept swinging me away. Finally, she slapped me across my face. The impact was so loud that I thought I had lost a tooth. I grabbed at my face. It felt like it was on fire. I knew it was red.
Her face was now drowning in tears. She just stared at me. I looked at her, afraid to make a movement.
"You're just like every other guy I have dated Harry. You're a pig just like them!" she yelled.
She quickly turned on her heels and walked into the room. She grabbed her things and quickly stuffed them in her bag. She threw my t-shirt at me and pulled on a hoodie that she had in her back. Once her shoes were on, she headed towards the door. I couldn't let her leave. I ran in front of the door and blocked her way.
"Get the hell out of my goddamn way!" she yelled as she pushed me to the side.
She opened the door and ran down the hallway. I ran after her, calling out her name. It was like no one else was there. All I could hear was her crying as she took off. People were coming out of their rooms to see what was happening. When she reached the elevator and got on it, I was too late. The doors closed just as I was about to step in. I fell in front of the elevator and placed my head in my hands. I was crying now. I had lost someone so special to me.
I puled myself from the floor and walked back to the hotel room. I was looking for anything I could throw. I found the mini fridge and grabbed a bottle of Hennessy. I chucked it at the wall. I grabbed another bottle of liquor and did the same. Each time I let out a scream. I continued to do that until I felt Adam come up behind me and grabbed the bottles from my hands. He pushed me towards the couch and sat me down.
I just broke down. I couldn't look at anyone. I couldn't feel anything. I just wanted my life to be over. I sat there as people kept talking to me. It all went in one ear and out the other.
Chelsea POV
I felt like such a fool. As soon as I had made it into the airport, I called Dave and told him to pick me up at LAX. I was going home. He agreed and I jut waited for the flight to be over. When we landed I ran towards Dave. He grabbed me in his arms and held on tight. I let everything go. By the time we made it to his car, his t-shirt was wet from my tears.
He drove me home and I got out. When I walked in, I instantly wanted to burn the house down. Everything reminded me of Harry. There was no way I could say in this house were my boyfriend had probably fucked a million girls.
I grabbed one of our white dishes and threw it at the wall. I grabbed two more and did the same. It was helping. i finally stopped and headed up the stairs. I tore off the sheets and left the bed bare.
As I laid there, flashes of me and Harry ran threw my mind. When we had first met, our first kiss, the first time we had had sex. It was all flooding back to me. It was all a lie. The times he said he loved me. The hot tears ran down my face as I just looked up at the ceiling.
I grabbed my phone and deleted Harry's number from my phone and blocked it too. I rolled over on the bed and curled up into a ball. I was asleep in no time.
Harry's POV
Because I was so distraught, we decided to cancel the show for the night. Instead I went to bed. I tried to call Chelsea, but every time I dialed her number it said it was disconnected. She had blocked me.
The very thing I had never wanted to do was hurt her and yet here I was. I had cheated on her just because I was anger over something childish. I rubbed my face and closed my eyes. How was I going to get her back now??
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