You're at a club with your boyfriend Harry, and you leave to go to the bathroom. When you come back, you see him grinding on some blonde chick, whispering to him. You run out of the club, tears already streaming down your face. You can hear Harry calling after you. You ignore him. You unlock the door to the flat you share, walk in and roughly slam the door behind you. You don't bother locking it, hearing Harry open it, still calling your name. You completely block him out, throwing some clothes into your suitcase. "[Y/N], wait! It was an accident, she came onto me! Please, forgive me. It won't happen again." He begged, or slurred rather, standing in the door frame while you messily packed. Finally, you grabbed your phone and pushed past him, heading for the front door. You feel him catch your wrist, making you face him. "[Y/N], please, let's talk this through." He pleaded, his eyes big and looked at though he was about to cry. You could smell the alcohol on his breath. You shook from his grip, still not ready to forgive him.
You slammed the door behind you, getting into your car and driving towards the nearest hotel. You walked inside, still in a very revealing little black dress. You got a couple stares and even a few glares, but ignored them, taking your room key and heading towards the elevator. You angrily shove the button, waiting for it to arrive on your floor. You storm off to your room and lock the door. You run a hot bubble bath and turn off your phone. You light a few candles and turn off the lights, slipping into the tub.
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The next morning, you wake up and check your phone. You had tons of texts from Harry, a few from Lou, Niall, Liam and Zayn and some from Eleanor and Danielle, too. Just then, you got a call from Eleanor.
"Hello?"
"[Y/N]? Where are you, love? Harry is freaking out, he's worried sick and doesn't know what he did wrong. He thinks you've left him." You could hear Louis trying to calm down Harry in the background, sighing softly.
"He cheated, that's what he did. I'm at a hotel."
"You should talk to him, [Y/N]. Can Lou and I come pick you up?"
"Yeah, I guess." You gave her the name of the hotel, checked out, and waited outside. You saw as Louis and Eleanor arrived, and got in. Louis drove you to your flat, and you got out. They followed you up to the door, Louis walking in first. "Did you find [Y/N]??????" Harry asked, his voice full of concern. "Yes, she wants to talk Harry." Louis replied, and you walked in. Eleanor and Louis said to call if you need anything, and left. You sat down on the couch, Harry beside you. "[Y/N].....what did I do to make you leave last night?" You hesitated, a tear streaming down your cheek. "You cheated on my, Harry." You replied, not making an effort to hide the tears. You saw Harry's face change from concern to anger. "I cheated on you?" He asked, not believing it. He stood up, leaving your side. You hear something smash, and get up and run to the bedroom you shared.
You see he'd thrown a vase at the wall out of anger, two white roses laying in the glass, their petals torn. You looked up at him. "[Y/N], I'm so sorry. I don't know why I did it. Will you please, please, please forgive me? I promise you it will never happen again." He asked, his beautiful green eyes pleading you. You wiped your tears. "Okay, Haz." You hugged for a long minute, before pulling away. Later that day, you went to the beach.
Haz never cheated on you again.
