Chapter Twenty Eight

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Two days had passed and I was completely miserable, I didn't enjoy any second of any day. If you're wondering about Harry, he kept coming up to me but I instantly walked away the moment I saw his face. Looking into his emerald green eyes made my heart ache even more so I chose to ignore his existence. I was walking by the kitchen when I heard Harry and Zayn talking, "Zayn why the hell did you bring over Bethany that night? he yelled.

"I had no idea she would mess everything up..." he mumbled.

"That evil bitch literally jumped all over me! I mean I was trying to push her  but Ella came in right when my hands were on her waist trying to push her away" he confessed and I could no longer take his nonsense. 

"BULLSHIT!" I screamed as I entered the kitchen making both of them turn around shocked. I don't know why I just barged into their conversation but I honestly was sick and tired of all this drama for the past couple of days.

"Ella, love, I've been trying to tell you ever since that night" Harry said getting up from his seat and walking over to me. "I swear I didn't do anything, ask Bethany" he said as his green eyes started to tear. 

Looking into his mesmerizing eyes, I resisted the urge to hug him, I couldn't just let him come into my life again and shatter my heart to pieces. "I-I-I c-can't, I m-mean I c-can't just b-believe that" I stuttered as tears formed in my eyes. We were standing just a feet away from each other but as I came back to reality I slowly started backing away. 

"Ella please!" he begged as a tear rolled down his cheek. 

"I-I'm s-sorry" I managed to say before bursting out in tears and running off outside. As I opened the door, the gush of wind hit my face and instantly I felt better. I continued to run to the shore and ran until I could no longer see the house. Breathless and heartbroken, I collapsed onto the sand and let the waves collapse over my feet. I just needed a getaway, an escape from reality. I was just admiring the view when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, I looked at the caller id and it was Delilah calling. What the hell was I supposed to tell her?

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