Fake it.

Chapter 7

I wake up tangled with harry in his bed.

Naked.

I squeal before falling out of bed onto the bus floor.

"Ouch". I say rubbing my head.

"You ok"? I hear a raspy sleepy voice say.

"Fine". I say searching for my panties knowing I have my bra on.

"Looking for this"? I hear harry and look up to see he was turned the other direction swirling the black lace piece of material on his finger.

"Please give it to me". I say standing with the sheet on my lower area.

He then tosses it halfway across the room.

"Nice ass". I hear harry say as I leave my bum uncovered when I picked them up.

"Yea whatever". I say turning and grabbing some skinny jeans and a blue laced tank top.

I walk over to the bathroom and put my hair down and just brush through it a couple times before deciding to put it back in a ponytail.

I walk out and it's like a dessert filled with nobody.

"Hello"? I say walking to the front of the bus.

"Hey". I hear the driver and roll my eyes.

"Where's everybody"? I ask looking around.

"There in the back room with Mr. Styles". He says looking through the review mirror.

"Thanks". I say turning and walking back into the room.

I see Harry crying with his phone shattered onto the floor.

"What's going on"? I ask looking at all the boys with there heads low.

"Mean tweets".Niall says looking up for a split second.

"Worse then the ones you got when you were In the hospital". Louis says giving or trying to give me a small smile.

Liam passes me his phone so I can see some of them.

@Harrystyles: Your soo gay how do you get a hot piece of ass like Miley Cyrus.

I swallow after reading that one.

@Harrystyles: Find some real god damn talent fag.

@Harrystyles: I hate your face you should kill yourself.

@Harrystyles: Nobody loves you dude except for maybe your boyfriend do us all a favor and slit your wrist and get into a hot bathtub.

After reading that one I glance at the comments and there was alot of "lol" and "that's hilarious". And it made me sick.

I hand the phone back to Liam and look at harry.

His face is stained with tears and his eyes that were once a pretty emerald are now red and puffy.

"Can you guys please just go I wanna be alone". Harry says going under the blankets.

The boys exit as I just stand there not really knowing what to say.

"Harry". I say walking over to his bed and sitting on the side.

"Fuck off". He says coldly.

"Harry I-" I say before being cut off.

"What part of fuck off don't you understand the fuck or the off"? He asks pulling the blankets back and looking at me.

"I just wanna be here for you". I try and say with a smile.