I Work For One Direction..AGAIN?!

Chapter 34: Betrayed

The 4 boys and I had met up for coffee. I decided it was safer to meet them at their plays than mine. I didn't want Jess to hear us. We needed to come up with a plan. I had enough of the stupid drama that had been circling us for so long. Everything was too hectic to handle and it needed to stop.
"What are we gonna do?" Liam asked. His face expressed worry and frustration like the rest of us.
"I can't believe he lied to us." Louis felt betrayed. I think more than any of the boys did.
"They made him lie, Louis. He was protecting the band." I tried to explain.
"So, now what?" Niall asked.
"We need to find a way for Jess to see the truth. Harry can't take the fall for this. She hates him. She'll never forgive him and they'll both be miserable." I tried to make sense of everything.
"We just need to come up with a plan. Get the two of them together and have them talk it out. Like we did in the beginning." Zayn's idea seemed really good. It might just work.
"What about Beth?" Niall said.
I groaned viciously. Beth. I hated that girl. She made my skin crawl. I wanted to put her in a hole somewhere far away and leave her there forever. That sounded like a beautiful thing. "I'll deal with Beth." I said. "You deal with Harry."
They all agreed.
"And don't mention anything to Harry about this. Just act normal, okay?"
All the boys muttered their yes' and yeahs.
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I spent the day with my mom. It seemed like the right thing to do. She was the only person who could make me feel better, no matter the situation.
"I just yelled at him." I said, talking about what happened between Harry and I. "I just blew up at him, again. Im always blowing up at him."
"It sounds like he gives you a reason to blow up at him, honey." She said.
I rolled my eyes. Well that was the truth. He was always driving me crazy and hurting me in some way.
"But then again, the people who love you the most cause you the biggest grief. I can't tell you how many times your father-" She stopped midway and looked down.
"Mom.. It's okay to talk about him. You don't have to not talk about him because of me."
She gave me a soft smile. "It's not that I don't because of you, sweetie. I just don't because I can't."
"What do you mean you can't?" I asked.
"It's just easier when I don't. I loved you father. I did. But when he left like he did it didn't hurt. I didn't feel anything and when I think about it, I feel guilty. I feel guilty for you."
"Mom. You don't have to feel guilty for me. I'm okay. I've been okay. And you found your soulmate. You're happy. I'm...getting there. But I'm okay." I said with care.
"I raised a strong daughter." My mother smiled.
"You damn sure did."
But I wasn't strong enough to deal with Harry. There was so much I needed to tell him. So much that I had to get out. So much I needed to say for myself. I needed to do something.
"Mom?" I said standing up. "I gotta go do something."
She smiled. "Okay."
"I'll see you later."
I left the coffee shop and got into my car. I didn't know where I was going or why I was so intent on leaving at that exact moment. For a while I just drove around and didn't stop. I didn't stop until I knew what I had to do...
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Just a shitty filler. I'm sorry! My bestfriend just moved away. 650 miles away! I'll post soon!