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Chapter 35

Kally's P.O.V
"Miss me?" A voice said. And as soon as I put it together, I knew who it was. Jason. The guy who raped me back in New York last year. The guy who beat up Harry. The guy who beat up me. That guy. "Hey Kally, miss me?" He says. "N-No." I stutter. "Really now?" He says. He scrunched his eyebrows together, and walked in without Harry telling him to. Jason comes over, and sits next to me. My body tenses up, and scoot away from him. "Oh come on Kally, don't be scared of me." He smirks. "Leave her alone." Harry says lowly. Jason ignores him, and scoots closer. "Oh! You're pregnant! Well would you look at that!" He places his hand on my bump, and I swallow hard. "Don't touch her." Harry says through gritted teeth. Once again, Jason ignores him. He rubs my bump, and I get even more uncomfortable. "I said don't touch her!" Harry snaps. "Ssh, I'm not going to hurt her." He says. Harry's jaw clenches, and turns his hands into fist, making his knuckles white. "Please just leave me alone." I whisper. "Fine." He sighs. He gets up, and walks to the door. "I'll be back." He says, and walks out the door. "H-How did he know-" Harry cuts me off. "I don't know." He says lowly. Harry walks over to the door, and locks it. I sigh, scared out of my mind, knowing that he might come back soon. Harry walks upstairs, and I go with him, wanting to be safe. We enter the bedroom, and sit on the bed. We sit there in silence, not saying a single word to each other. His face is soft, and all the color is back on his face. He has finally calmed down. A few minutes later, I go on Instagram, and see pictures of Louis' twitter. It turns out that he was on a rage. But why? Of course. Someone called him gay. It wasn't the first time, and it surely wasn't the first time that he has denied it. I soon realize that Harry's face is now sad. He doesn't look happy, he looks like he's getting ready to punch a wall. "Are you okay?" I ask. "Yeah I'm fine." He says lowly. I can just hear the sadness in his voice. I knew he had feelings for Louis. I knew it. I knew it. I knew it. If he didn't, he wouldn't be so bummed about Louis denying Larry. Again. And I definitely know that he knows about the tweet. If he didn't, he'd found out sooner or later, and his attitude still would be the same, maybe even worse. "What's wrong Harry? Tell me." I whisper. "It's just stuff on twitter, don't worry about it." He mumbles with a sigh. My stomach drops immediately. I knew it. I absolutely knew it. Harry didn't love me anymore. But he's bi, he can love still love me. But you can never love two people at once. Or can you? If you could, it'd be hard. I go back to my phone, and see that Louis had lost over 50K followers, and pre-orders were being cancelled. I bet management was regretting the whole idea. I wasn't the only one saying that. Almost half of the fandom said the same thing. There were also people saying that they couldn't wait for Harry and I to get a divorce. And in all honesty, I couldn't either. I loved being married, but I hate being lied to by the one I love most. What was I going to do? I couldn't force him to tell me if he loved me or not. He wasn't going to tell me, so I guess I have to just sit back, and watch this whole relationship backfire in my face. But when was that going to happen? I can't be lied to for another five years. I just couldn't. And after all of this, management still won't let them come out. This weird feeling in my stomach kept getting bigger and bigger. I had to get out of here. I scoot off of the bed, and walk towards the door. "Where are you going?" Harry asks. "I'm leaving." I say under my breath. And I do.
Harry's P.O.V
"I'm leaving." She grumbles. She's leaving? Where is she going? Does she mean she's leaving the house or does she mean she's leaving me? No. I couldn't let her leave me. I just couldn't. I loved her, and she was the best thing that's ever happened to me. I want to ran after her, but I can't. She's already gone. Even if she was leaving me, what for? What did I do this time that I don't know about? I'm not sure, but I'm quite sure that she was going to tell me.
Kally's P.O.V
I arrived at the university earlier than usual. I could have went to Luze's house, but I couldn't let her see me like this. She was so lucky. She had a happy relationship while mine was completely falling apart. I walk into the school, and wipe the tears that have been streaming down my face for the past twenty minutes. People give me smiles as they walk by. I of course put on a fake smile, acting like things are totally fine, when really, my whole world can come crashing down at any minute. Amber walks up to me, and I put on yet another fake smile. "How are you?" She smiles. "Uh, I'm fine." I smile. "You know you don't have to be here until three hours from now, right?" She asks. "Yeah I know, but I just wanted to see everyone, and get a chance to talk to them." I say. "Oh, I understand. They should really give us time to talk to our friends." She says, nodding. "Yeah." I say. "Want to take a walk? My classes are over." She smiles. "Uh, yeah, sure." I say. And we walk out the door, beginning out walk.
Harry's P.O.V
Kally's been gone for quite awhile now, and I was getting very worried. What if she was leaving me? And this time for good? I couldn't let that happen. Not again. The last time she left me, she was gone for three whole months. And they were miserable, too. I get a call. Taylor. Of course. She would call me at an inappropriate time. "Hello?" I sigh. "How's the wife?" She asks. "Don't act like you care about her all of a sudden. I know what you did to her. I can't believe you did that! That's really low, Taylor." I say. "What? She knows better. She didn't have to do it." Taylor says. "You said all those things, and that made her think it was a good idea! You knew exactly what you were doing!" I shout. "Whatever, Harry. All I wanted was to have a simple conversation with you, but I guess not. Bye." She sighs. Before I can say anything else, she hangs up. I sigh, and put my phone on the nightstand. A few minutes later, I decide to pick up my phone, and text Luze. Maybe she knew where Kally was.
"Hiiiiii Luze!"
"Hey Harry! How are you?"
"I'm fine. Thanks! You?"
"I'm fine!"
"Good. Uh, do you know where Kally is by any chance...?"
"No I don't. Sorry!"
"Are you sure? Because I'm really worried about her."
"Yeah, I'm sure. She hasn't called or texted me, so she's probably busy doing something. Did she leave or something?"
"Yeah, and it kind of scared me, because she said she was leaving, but didn't say where."
"Oh. How did she say it? Was she mad?"
"She sounded mad. I don't know why she would be mad though."
"Oh. She'll come back Harry. I promise! Try calling the university, she might be there!"
"Great idea! Thanks Luze! You're the best! xx"
"I know ;)"
I smile, and dial the university's number. Hoping that she's there.