Revolution[Harry Styles & Niall Horan]

Chapter eight

What is going on.. Harry's lips are against mine. What.. And we just kissed. All of these thoughts are running through my head..

"Woah.. Dakota. You're an amazing kisser." Harry adds

"Thank you.. You are too." I say

We continue making out and then my phone buzzes.. I leave it alone and it goes off again. Who could be trying to get ahold of me this late. I push Harry off for a split second.

"Dakota. Are you okay?" He must have seen the color fade from my face. I start too feel sick.

"Yeah... no.. Rebecca and Brady just texted me. Rebecca's text says, I know what you saw, I'm sorry. We've been at this for almost 6 months.. He cheated on you when you guys were together." What does that mean.. Are you serious.." Tears start to flow down my cheeks and I feel Harry's embrace again.

"Oh look, Brady's text.. Listen Harry, "You're a little bitch, you just ruined the best thing I have ever had, you're a piece of shit and I hate -" " I'm bawling at this point, and I'm cut off by Harry telling me to stop reading these.

"Dakota, give me your phone, He's not getting away with this. You're beautiful, smart, bright and the best person I've met. You deserve better." Harry is wiping my tears away again..

"Harry I can't find someone that's good."

"Me." Harry says

He's texting Brady, oh shit. He's really doing it. Gosh damn it. What have I started!