Torn

Chapter Eighteen

Calum sat down on the bunk, his hands covering his face. "Calum talk to me." he didn't move. I tugged at his hands, tears began to form again. "Calum why don't you believe I didn't touch him?"

He finally looked up, his eyes heavy with tears. "Because it wouldn't be a first time." he whispered. His words were barely there but they took every piece of strength they had and strangled me leaving me gasping for air. "You love him Toni. You even said so your damn self. Five years you deserve it." his sarcastic tone sent me over the edge

"fuck you." I spat. He rolled his eyes at me. How fucking dare he! I spent months beating myself up over my own mistakes.

"Just leave." he snarled.

"no." i snapped. He was not pushing me away, I was not about to allow that. "I'm not going anywhere. You are going to fucking talk to me." He stood up, the small space giving him the illusion he was much larger than me.

"Don't fucking test me."

I rammed my small fist into his chest. "Who the fuck do you think you are? You think you can just talk to me like that! You think you can just push me around!" I snarled and slammed my fist into his chest again. My head was spinning as I took a step back "What the fuck is the point any damn way it's not like you see a future with me." confusion momentarily crossed his face before the pain took him away from me.

"what?" he asked softly, his eyes harsh. "You think I don't want a future with you?"

"I've heard you talking to Ashton saying how he was stupid for getting married and that you would never be in that position. What are we going to do date for the rest of our damn lives." he rolled his eyes before stepping around me. I stood there with my hands on my hips. I watched as his shirt was pulled over his head and a fresh pair of jeans were put on. "I have a show to do." he snarled pushing past me making sure his shoulder hit me causing me to fall to the bunk. I raised my middle finger to the air. Fuck him.

***Harry's pov***

I looked in the mirror as my eyes began to swell. Lou stood beside me as she dabbed makeup to try and cover it. "How in the bloody hell am I too cover this?"

"Just do it." Phill snapped walking away.

I turned to her and frowned. "If i could just keep my big mouth shut." she rolled her eyes and continued to dab. "She probably hates me."

"From what I heard, I'd say yes she does." she laughed. Part of me did not feel about whatever it is I had done to their relationship but the other side of me was dying in pain for her.

They called for us to go on stage so I followed the rest of my group out. Gasped surrounded me. "I beat him up." Niall joked into his microphone. "Haha not really he fell out of the golf cart this morning as we were goofing around." the rest of the group laughed around me. I couldn't go along with it, so I told my 70 thousand fans the truth.

***Toni's pov***

Harry's words echoed throughout the stadium. I pulled my knees up to my chest and scooted up to the corner of the bunk. I felt so alone as Harry's words wrapped around me as he confessed his lie. I could picture it now in Calum's mind as he thinks i gave Harry a blowjob for him to say the things he was saying.

Luke stepped in his smile warm, The bed dipped as he sat down. "Are you okay?" I lifted my head off of my knees. I knew I looked like hell, I could feel my eyes sinking in and washed out makeup. I nodded at him not trusting my voice. "I saw Harry and Calum talking on my way over here?" he looked at me his eyes wide with innocence I knew he did not have.

"Were they yelling?" I asked slowly pulling my eyes from his childlike face. He laughed taking his hat off.

"Harry was crying." Luke laughed again this time more freely. "I couldn't believe it but that boy was crying."