Dark and Dangerous

Half a Heart

~Two weeks later~

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Last week Demi kicked me out without explanation. she refused to look me in the eye. I didn't even do anything, but she refuses to talk to me. I called her non-stop the first three days. I left about fifty voicemails. the next three days I simply laid in my bed and refused to eat. I moved back to where the lads and I were staying originally.

They're all worried about me. Yesterday, Demi sent the bracelet I got for her back with a note attached to the small box that held it. I read it at least twenty times already. each time I read it, a piece of me rips itself into pieces. I honestly don't know what I did to deserve this heartache. is it possible that Demi was just scared of history repeating itself?

I can't say that I blame her. I went out and got drunk a few times and basically told her that her life would be better if she just stayed away from me. Demi, sadly, can't travel, so there's no guaranteeing that our paths won't cross yet again. I just hope that she isn't suffering like I am.

Demi's POV

I kicked Harry out. I have a good reason for it too. the previous day, I was cleaning and found a pair of underwear, which weren't mine. he was obviously cheating on me again. he said he had no idea why I was so upset with him. I wonder why that is. this time, he better stay away from me and my daughters. I even sent his stupid charm bracelet back to him yet again. this time I made it clear that I don't want it or him back in my life.

The first three days were really rough. I was really stressed and couldn't handle being by myself. I started getting really sad and slept in one of Harry's shirts that he left behind. as the days dragged on, I realized that I didn't have to be so hung up over him. there are plenty of other guys in the world, I just haven't found the right one, clearly. those few days were the worst. Harry kept calling me, but I ignored the urge to apologize and take him back and continued to be miserable.

The next three days I felt stronger and less miserable. I got stronger by the minute. Harry is not a necessity of my life. I no longer need him. I can't take care if myself. today, I'm going to hang out with ashton, Luke, and Calum. Ed didn't want to come along for some reason. he's probably upset, because of all the trouble everyone went through to get Harry and I back together. it was just a wasted effort.

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"So what happened?" ash asked.

"I don't know, I guess that I just opened my eyes," I stated, not wanting to tell them the real story.

"I'm surprised you're not miserable, the last time this happened, Michael could barely cheer you up," Calum spoke.

"Well, I was naïve, Harry is a little slut and I realize that now."

Everyone was silent. it's true, Harry doesn't give a shit about anyone but himself. he just sleeps around like he's trying to prove something. I really think that I never really loved him, I just wanted to feel needed. I don't even know.

"You're being a bitch," Luke spoke.

I laughed, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me, you're being a bitch," he raised his voice.

"Well, excuse me, Luke, for letting some bastard break my heart again," I shouted.

"He didn't even do anything," Calum joined.

"What the hell is wrong with you guys?" I asked. "He did do something and if I didn't kick him out he would've done it over and over just like last time, I should've known better."

"Honestly, Demi, you haven't been yourself lately. what happened?" ash asked.

"I haven't changed a bit," I glared at my so-called friends. "you guys are supposed to be my friends, if Michael was hear he would disagree."

"Well, he's not, so maybe you should just get the hell away from here," Luke spoke up once more. "Harry is our friend and if you can't stop being a selfish bitch then you can leave."

"You know what? fine," I stated and stood from my seat.

What are they talking about? I suddenly become stronger and everyone betrays me. What the hell happened?

Harry's POV

The hours drag on. I haven't eaten in at least five days. I just can't function. I need Demi. I miss the way she used to wake up and smile at me. I miss her sinfully blue eyes that I just get lost in every time I see them. I miss the thought of being with her forever and raising our children. I won't be able to see my daughters grow up. these thoughts year me apart and I can't stand it. I continued to be miserable until I heard someone knock on my door.

"Come in," I whispered.

Louis walked in along with Niall, Zayn, and Liam. they all stood in front of me with shocked faces. they stared at me in my miserable state.

"Harry, there's someone here to see you," Liam stated with a sympathetic smile.

"I don't care, I want Demi," I whined like a child.

I heard footsteps approaching. I rolled on my side, facing the wall.

"Harry?" a voice called.

I turned to see my sister, Gemma. I smiled. even though I'm miserable, I'm very happy to see her. She ran to my bed side and furrowed her eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

I hugged her and began to cry. instead of asking questions, Gemma simply comforted me.