Chapter 9
Harry’s P.O.V
“You’re seriously just going to stand there and not say anything?! You told me you could explain!” Dylan screamed at me
I was speechless.
I felt so bad, I never wanted to hurt Dylan. Never.
I knew she would eventually see the picture, I felt so guilty.
I was going to tell her, I just wanted to wait for the right time.
“LEAVE!” she screamed, tears pouring down her face.
“Dylan, wait” I choked out
Tears started forming in my eyes
“I-I’m so sorry. I don’t know how many times I’m going to have to tell you that. You don’t have to forgive me, because I know you won’t. Dylan, I’m so sorry. I was drunk, and I wasn’t thinking. I just missed you so much. I’m sorry, Dylan. I love you. I’m sorry.”
I looked into her eyes, she was crying uncontrollably.
“I was going to tell you. I felt so guilty. Dylan, trust me, I was going to tell you.”
“Really? When?! When were you going to tell me?! In a few months, after tour was over?! You knew I would find out! How could you!” she yelled
“I’m sorry” I started crying
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Dylan’s P.O.V.
It wasn’t just that one picture, there was a lot more, but it was just that one of them kissing.
The girl was blonde.
She was really pretty.
She had pale green eyes.
I was jealous. But more mad then jealous.
How could he?!
I looked at him.
I could tell he was telling the truth when he apologized, but it just hurt me so much that he would even think to do something like that.
I got up and moved next to him on the bed and just wrapped my arms around him and cried into him.
Why I was doing this? I loved him.
I wanted to just cry, even if I was mad at him.
He hugged me back.
His hug was warm.
“Dylan, I’m so incredibly sorry. You’ll never understand how sorry I am” he stroked my hair
I just kept crying
“Wha-what’s her name?” I said quietly looking up at him
I looked him straight in the eyes
“Brooklyn.” He said quietly while looking at me with those sparkling green eyes
I saw the tears in his eyes.
I snuggled her head into his neck and just kept crying.
Brooklyn. Ugh, ew.
I was so jealous of her, she was beautiful.
But I hated her. She kissed my boyfriend! Who does that!?
“It’ll be alright, I promise” he whispered to me as I drifted off to sleep from all of the crying
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“Emma, can you believe we’re finally graduating?!” I said to Emma as she was applying her make up
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Please, Don't Leave Me Heartbroken
RomanceDylan Kennedy, a normal 18 year old girl from Dallas, Texas took a trip to London, in February by herself. Crazy, right? Her first day in London, she thought would never happen. She didn't think it was real. She thought it was a dream. She went ther...