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Chapter 9

Harry's P.O.V

~The next day~

I woke up the next morning feeling like something was missing, I don't know, I just did. But that's when I looked over to see that Kally wasn't beside me. I sigh wishing she was still lying next to me. I get up and go to the bathroom, brushing my teeth and taking a quick shower. I dry off and I see Kally sitting on the bed smirking at me. "There you are." I say chuckling. "Here I am." she says giggling. "Where'd you go?" I ask wrapping the towel around my waist. "Just went to go get some more food for Kitty.." she says. "Oh babe, you didn't have to do that. I could've gotten it." I say walking out the bathroom. "Oh no, it's fine. You were sleeping and I was up so I decided to do it." she says. "Oh, okay. You know, it's my mom's birthday soon." I say taking the towel off and putting on some clothes. "Yeah I know, how could I possibly forget?" she says smiling, I smirk. "What?" she says. "You forgot, didn't you?" I say, a smirk still on my face. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." she mumbles to herself and I laugh. "Look, I know it's rude but a lot of stuff has been going on and just- ugh! I'm sorry Harry!" she says getting up and giving me a hug. "It's okay baby, you just forgot." I say hugging her back. "Ugh, I feel like such a bad person." she says pulling away. "Don't, like you said, lots of stuff has been happening, it's not your fault." I whisper. "Yeah, I guess." she mumbles. I grab her face and give her a proper kiss on the lips. She smiles when I pull away, making me smile too. "I love you.." I say. "I love you too." she whispers. I peck her lips again and smile. "I guess I should start packing my bags for London then." she says going into the closet and grabbing her suitcase. "Okay.." I say. "Can Kitty come?" she asks. "Sure, mum said that she really wanted to see her anyway." I say and she starts to giggle. "What?" I ask. "You called her mum." she giggles. "Well, that's what she is!" I say. "I know but-" She's cut off by her giggling. "But what?" I say. She can't say anything because her giggling took over. "Fine, if you can't tell me I guess I'll have to tickle it out of ya." I say. I grab her by the legs and straddle her, I get on top of her and I start to tickle her. She laughs harder than she was before and she tries to break free but I don't let her. "Let go of me!" she squeals. "No!" I say tickling her more. I hands trail down to her stomach, I start to tickle her there. "Harry! Stop!" she laughs. "Not until you tell me what you were going to say!" I say tickling her more. "Well then stop tickling so I can tell you!" she says. I stop tickling her and she sighs with relief. "What I was going to say was that, I think it's funny when people call their mom's mum." she says panting. "Really?" I say chuckling, "Why?" She giggles. "I don't know, I just always found it cute or funny." she says. "Oh.." I say. "Yeah, can you please get off of me now?" she says. "I don't know, I kinda like this position." I say with a smirk. "Hazza no!" she says giggling. "Hazza yes." I say trying to make it sound seductive as possible. At that moment, I lean down and kiss her needy lips. After a few moments, my tongue licks her bottom lip and goes inside her mouth. I take my pants off and grind my member against her crotch, she moans loudly. I grind more, rolling my hips making her scream my name louder and louder each time. "H-Harry!" she yelps. By this time, we're both naked and wanting each other badly. "I-I gonna c-come." she moans. "Okay baby." I moan. I pick up the pace and we come together. We pant and I roll off of her. "Mmm." she hums. "What?" I ask looking over at her smiling. "That felt good, round two?" she says looking back. "Just a minute." I say trying to catch my breath. She giggles at me and rolls on top of me. She starts to kiss me and my hands trail up and down her back. We just kiss each other until she slides her hand down and touches my member. I release from the kiss letting out a very loud moan. She smirks and trails kisses down my body. She goes down and starts to place small kisses on my thighs. My pleasure was declined when my phone rang. It was my mum. I grabbed my phone hurriedly and answered. "Hey mum!" I say a smile growing wide on my face. Kally's eyes widened when I said it was her. "I've been doing great mum! How about you?" I say. "That's great! And uh yeah, Kally's doing fine." I say. Her head rises when I said her name. "Tell her I said hi!" she whispers. I nod and tell her. "She says hello." I say to Kally. She claps with a smile on her face and I chuckle. She soon sits behind me since I'm sitting on the edge of the bed. She places her hands on my shoulders and starts to kiss my neck. It felt so good, yet I tried my hardest not to moan. "Uh yeah mum that's great! How's Gemma?" I say holding in my moans. "Oh that's lovely!" I say. Her hand trails up and down my chest while she continues to kiss my neck. I close my eyes and try to pretend like she's not there but it's kind of hard since she has her hands all over me. "How's dad?" I ask re-opening my eyes. Before I know it her hand trails down to my member and she begins to stroke me. I try my very hardest not to moan even though it feels so so good. "That's great mum!" I say. She strokes me more and I squeeze the sheets trying to hold in my moans and groans. "Of course we're coming to see you for your birthday mum!" I say. She starts to stroke the tip and it drives me crazy. She soon stops and I sigh in relief. She climbs off the bed and gets on her knees in front of me. At first I think she's just going to sit there and look up at me because she sits like that for about five minutes. But I was wrong. She grabs me in her hands and she starts to suck the tip. The bad thing is that I was in the middle of a sentence and she caught me off guard. "Yeah mum that's gREAT!" I say very embarrassed. She asks me what's wrong and I of course have to lie. I sigh into the phone and act like nothing's happening on the other side. "Yeah mum, everything's great." I say. I look down at Kally who's smirking at me, I widen my eyes at her but she just ignores me for a few minutes and then starts to suck again. She puts all of me in her mouth this time, gagging but doing it anyway. I groan very loudly and then my eyes widen knowing that my mum just heard me. She asks me what's going on of course and I lie again. "Uh mum, Kitty just broke some glass so I have to go clean it up! Love you! Bye!" I say and quickly hang up. I sigh and lay back on the bed. "Kally.." I whisper, "Why'd you do that?" I place my hands over my face. "Because, I wanted you." she whispers. "But my mum was on the phone!" I say sitting up. "Sorry.." she shrugs. I shake my head and roll my eyes at her, putting my clothes back on. "I would punish you but I have to go.." I say lowly. "Where are you going?" she asks putting her clothes back on as well. "To Birmingham." I say. "Birmingham? For what?" she frowns. "For Ed's concert." I say. "O-Oh." she says. "Yeah, I hope you don't mind, I really wanted to go." I say. "Uh, sorry, don't mean to be rude but I kind of do mind." she says. "Why?" I ask frowning. "Okay, obviously you've forgotten so I'm just gonna have to refresh your memory." she says sternly. Great! What'd I do this time? Or in this case, forget. "I have a competition tonight. You know, the finals. I'm in the top ten groups." she says slowly. "Oh! Babe! I'm sorry I totally forgot!" I say. God, how could I be so stupid? "Obviously.." she mumbles under breath. "Look, I'm sorry, do you want me to go?" I ask. "Well of course I want you to go but if you made other plans then-" I cut her off. "No Kally, tell me right now, do you want me to go or not?" I say. "You don't have to.." she whispers. "I'll go if you want me to." I say. "No it's fine, it's just one stupid little competition, there'll be more." she says shrugging. I don't say anything. I don't what to say actually. I really wanted to go to the show but yet I wanted to see my baby girl succeed. "Babe I-" I run out of words to say. "No Harry, you haven't seen Ed in awhile and I understand that you want to go see him again, okay? I get it. Just go, besides you see me everyday and you've seen me dance at a lot of competitions, it's okay if you miss just one." she says. "Kally, you're making me feel bad." I whisper. "I'm not trying to, I'm just saying that you should go if that's your intentions." she says shrugging. "Well I'm not going if it hurts you.." I say. "It doesn't hurt, you haven't showed up at any other important things in my life so I'm kind of just used to it by now." she whispers on the verge of tears. "Kally I-" I say but no more words come out. Maybe because I knew she was right. I've let her down so many times that I've actually lost count. I wasn't proud either. So many important events came up that she was extremely excited about in her life and I take all of that away every single time I don't show up. Every. Single. Time. I hated it and I hated myself for doing it to her. She didn't deserve it. No, not one bit. But yet, I still decide to treat her like trash when really, I'm the trash. Kally doesn't deserve me. I'm trash, complete garbage. She deserves way better. Way better than me. Someone who can make her happy and be there for her for anything. "Forget it Harry, alright? Just go, it's obvious that you'd rather hang out with your friends anyway." she says tears streaming down her face. I try to say something but once again, nothing comes out. I get up and grab my bag that already has clothes in it. "I'll be back sometime tomorrow night." I whisper. She doesn't say anything else, she just continues to cry while my heart continues to break. I want to kiss her. I wanted to kiss her so bad and hug her and whisper apologies in her ear, but I couldn't. It just wasn't the right time. I don't say anything else, I just walk out of the bedroom and walk downstairs and out the house. Leaving a sad, sad Kally behind.

Kally's P.O.V

I completely break down as soon as Harry leaves. He always did this! Every important event that I was extremely excited about he had to ruin because he doesn't know how to support me. I thought Harry loved me, but I guess not. He's so confusing! One minute he acts like he loves but then the next he acts like he doesn't even know me. It was frustrating. All the times where he let me down kept flooding back to me, making me cry harder. I get up and go to the bathroom and search through the drawers. I couldn't find them! Where were they? Where could they possibly be?! Did Harry throw them away? I was looking for my blades but apparently Harry had thrown them away. I was about to lose hope and just forget about cutting but that's when I found my tools under the sink, I gain hope again. I grab it and grab one of the blades, my tears making it hard to see it. I wipe my eyes and sit down on the floor, taking off my shirt and my pants, leaving me in only my bra and underwear. I cry quietly to myself and put the blade onto my skin. It makes contact with my skin and at first I want to throw it across the room and just not do it, but then memories of all the times I've cried because of Harry and his selfish ways come flooding back and I grow angry, digging the blade into my skin. One cut, two cut, three cut, four. All of the sudden I kept cutting and cutting and I just couldn't stop. It felt good, feeling the blood trickle down my wrist and how numb my arm felt. I missed it. I missed it a lot. It made me feel relaxed, calm even. When I get done with my right arm, I go to my left doing the same damage. When I'm done with the left arm, I stand up and start to cut my stomach. I look in the mirror to see my ugly self and it makes me cut deeper. I cut and cut and cut until my arms grow tired. I sigh and grab some toilet paper and wrap it around both my wrists. It soaked up the blood making it red quickly. I wipe my face from all the tears and put my clothes back on. I enter the bedroom and I lie down, crying into my pillow. I cry harder and harder and harder until I can't cry anymore. He always did this. Always did this. But why? Was it because he didn't love me? Is it because he loves seeing me hurt? What was it? I stop crying and I decide to take a nap. I'm surprised I haven't passed out. Maybe I didn't cut deep enough. I would've went back to cut some more but I was tired. Not only of Harry's lies but tired of not only living, but existing. Not only tired of being me, but tired of being Kally. It sucks because I was getting better and now I'm not. Harry always used to reward me for staying clean for so long but that's ruined now. I'm back to where I was a year ago. Back to square one. Zero days clean. I was so ashamed of myself but it's all Harry's fault. If he didn't have to break my heart all the time then I wouldn't have done it. The thoughts leave my mind as I drift off into a deep slumber. Knowing that I have yet again, lost another fight...