Harry Styles - short stories & one shots (mature)

Just one night, part 1/3

I could hear my own heartbeat as I walked down the hall. The whole apartment was all black, except for the small lightning at the end of the hall from the door to the bedroom. My hands were shaking, and I had trouble catching my breath. My blonde hair fell in front of my face, but I just couldn't remove it. The only thing I was capable of was walking slowly towards the door, following the light. I heard a chuckle, a woman's chuckle, followed by a deep moan that made tear stream down my face. I stopped walking when I heard a deep moan from him, I've heard it so many times that I knew exactly who it was.

I stopped by the door, and I felt like I couldn't move. I swallowed as an attempt to get rid of the dry spot in my throat, but it appeared the second I heard a woman moan "Oh, Mark". My feelings turned. I kept crying, but not as a scared bird in the bottom of the forest. I felt anger all the way from the tip of my toes to the top of my head. Pure anger. I stormed into the room and was met with a surprised look at my boyfriend's face with a brunette I've never seen before in my life.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY APARTMENT AND LIFE. NOW!", I screamed as loud as I possible could without my voice breaking.

I made eye contact with the brunette and was met with a sad look. Not a sad look like 'Sorry I fucked your boyfriend'.. No, a sad look that said 'Wow, couldn't you have waited until I've had an orgasm?'.

I heard Mark talk to me, I saw him crying and I could tell that he was apologizing. But I didn't listen, I just stared at the brunette.

"And you.. You have 10 seconds to leave this building", I said in a lowered voice while looking her straight in the eye.

I saw her open her mouth, and I were sure an apology or an 'ok' would come out.. But I was wrong.

"Mark pays for this apartment too.. So it's his too. I'll stay", she simply said and smiled at me with her white teeth and green eyes, completely non-affected of the whole situation.

The next thing was out of my control, I swear. I picked the pile of women's clothing, that clearly didn't belong to me, up, and stormed out on the balcony. Before thinking I threw it over the railing. I came back to earth when I heard the brunette screaming something at me. I turned around, grabbed her by her annoyingly perfect hair and dragged her panicked body towards the front door and throwing her naked body out. I slammed the door shut, locked it, and turned around to face Mark.

Ugh, why are you still alive you scumbag?!

"Why aren't you packing?", I asked as tears streamed down my face and my voice began to break.

"Look, Ava, I..", he began while crying like a baby.

"OR DO YOU WANT THE SAME EXIT AS YOUR GIRLFRIEND?", I yelled as I felt as my body filled with anger once again.

Without saying anything he turned around and went to the bedroom. I could hear a suitcase zip open and hangers hit something I guessed was the floor.

I didn't do anything, I didn't move, I didn't yell.. I just stood there and cried.

Am I not enough? Am I boring in bed? Or in general? Why am I not enough?

The thoughts flew around my head, and before I could pick up my feelings, I heard Mark open the front door. I took a deep breath and turned around to face the man I once thought was the love of my life. He was sobbing.

Damn you're ugly when you cry, boy

"Here's your key", he lifted it in front of his face as he put it down on the table beside the door.

"I'm so sorry, Ava. I love you, you know it.." he began and took a step in my direction, but I lifted my hand as a sign for him to stop while I looked down. I couldn't even look at the douchebag. He said nothing more and left my apartment.