Loving You (Harry Styles)

Chapter 7

Harry's POV

I sucked hard on her bottom lip. Why wouldn't she let me in? I pulled away. I was desperate now.

"Please."

She sighed and put her arms around my neck and I knew I had won. I leaned forward and asked again. She let me in this time. Her mouth was hot and sticky, and her toungue was squirming under mine.

He lifted her up and nibbled at her neck, leaving a bruise. he broke the kiss long enough to admire his work. Just as the kiss was getting good, a voice interupted them, and he had to stop.

He was now really frustrated, but he set Sarah down and found Louis. Together they walked to the room where Simon and the other boys were waiting for them.

"Harry, how's it going with Sarah?" Simons looked up from the papers in front of him to meet Harry's eyes.

"Fine." He spat back.

"No need to get angry Harry, it was just a simple question." It took all of Harry's strength not to cuss Simon out right then and there.

"Regardless, you can break up with her in two weeks."

"I told you I wasn't going to break up with her, I actually like her now."

"Do not interupt me. Now as I was saying, You will break up with her and then you will tell everyone she broke up with you. We have been over this many times. You'd think you would understand by now."

"Look Simon! I know you said if I dated a fan would give the other fans hope, and that we would get more followers, and that I could break up with her after three months, but I can't take take it anymore!"

"I'm not sure I understand you Harry." Simon rested his chin on his hands.

"I'm tired of all the stupid games you make us play!" He knew he was shouting, but he didn't care. "I won't break up with her, I don't care what you say I won't. I love her!" Tears were starting to fall from his eyes.

The door flung open and Paul, Demi, Danielle, Eleanor, and Perrie came in panting. Paul looked at Harry.

"What's wrong with Sarah?" He said between breaths. He had obviously run there.

"What do you mean?" Harry froze.

Everyone's eyes were on Paul now.

"She just ran up to Andy crying, and begged him to take her back to the cabin. She said something about the fans having hope, but we couldn't really understand her, she was crying to hard."

"Oh god! Did he?"

"If you saw the look on her face you would've too."

"Oh god!" Harry ran his hands through his hair, and turned to Simon who hadn't said a word. The expression on Simons face was enough.

"This is your fault!" He screamed as loud as he could. He was now crying freely.

"Harry cam down." Louis started walking towards him.

"Don't tell me what to do!" He turned and ran out of the building to find his car.

When he found it he wrenched open the door and jammed his keys into the ignition. His vision was blurred from the tears, so he turned on the radio to distract him, but of course Kiss Me by Ed sheeran was playing. He punched the off button, and drove the rest of the way in silence, running two red lights, and almost slamming into another car.

He sprinted up the stairs, taking two at a time then pushed their bedroom door open, and was horrified to find all Sarah's stuff was gone. He noticed something lying on the bed and picked it up. It was the necklace he had given her, and note. When he finished reading it he fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around his knees and cried even harder.

"Harry!" Louis came flying through the door, closely followed by Niall, Zayn, Liam, Danielle, Perrie, Eleanor, and Demi.

"Harry," Louis said relieved, but he tensed up again after he realized what Harry was doing.

He took the note and read it, then handed it to the rest of the group to read. Liam stomped off into the hallway after reading it.

Harry felt like someone had just stabbed a knife through his heart over, and over again.

"I'm so sorry Harry." Louis gave his friend a hug, but he didn't budge.

"Come on, let's go talk to her."

"W-What makes you t-think she wants t-to talk to me?" He stuttered.

"You'll never know if you don't try." he poked Harry's arm In a playful way.

Harry stood up and followed Louis to the extra room. Louis banged in the door, but there was no answer.

"Sarah? Just let Harry explain!" He yelled.

Still no answer.

Harry was done being sad, now he was just angry. He ran to his room, and locked the door. He picked up the glass vase iff the dresser and threw it across the room, and it shattered when it hit the wall. He picked up everything he could find and threw it. He couldn't help it, he was just so mad and throwing things made him feel somewhat better.

He was mad at Simon for doing this. He was mad at Sarah for not letting him explain what really happened, because she apparently hadn't heard the entire conversation. He was mad at Louis for making him leave his room. He was just mad at everything and everyone. He couldn't find anything else to throw so he turned around and punched the wall as hard as he could. He regretted that decision when his wrist popped and pain shot up his arm. He screamed, knowing he had just broken his wrist and fell to the floor.