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Chapter 48

Kally's P.O.V
~Later that night~
Harry had went to a night club with his friends, leaving me home alone. Of course one of the friends was an Australian model, but she had a boyfriend. I was just sitting with Kitty on the couch, and I get a text. It's Paige.
"Hey Kally!"
Why was she texting me? She knows I don't like her.
"Hi Paige.."
"How are you?"
"I'm fine, thanks. You?"
"I'm good! Is Harry home?"
"No, he's out with friends. Why?"
"Oh, just wondering."
Just wondering my butt.
"Okay.."
"Okay thanks! Well, I'll talk to you some other time! Bye!"
"Bye."
She was so annoying. I think it was really stupid of her to act like she likes me, even though I know deep down she doesn't. It's just some stupid little act that she wanted Harry to notice. Paige wants me to look like I'm the one who's crazy. And I'm not. I know a liar when I see one.
I had fallen asleep. I was trying to stay awake and wait for Harry to return home, but I failed. I was absolutely exhausted, so I slept.
Harry's P.O.V
I walk upstairs. All the lights in the house were off, so I figured Kally was asleep. I enter the bedroom, and Kally is fast asleep with Kitty laying down right beside her. I smile, and walk over to her, kissing her on her soft lips. I strip down to my boxers, and climb in bed with her. I wrap my arms around her waist, and scoot closer to her. "Harry.." She groans. "Go back to sleep babe." I whisper. "Okay.." She whispers. She soon falls back to sleep, and I fall asleep with her.
~The next morning~
I woke up, and Kally was no longer in my arms. I frown to myself, and get up. I hear noises downstairs, so that's where I go. I see Kally bringing out pots and pans. "Good morning." I say. "Hey." She says turning around, and smiling. I walk over to her, and peck her lips. "What are you doing?" I ask. "Making you breakfast." She smiles. "Awe babe, you don't have to do that." I say. "No I insist." She says. "Okay." I say. I sit down in one of seats at the counter. She makes eggs and toast for me. "Here you go." She says. "Thanks babe." I smile. "No problem, Haz." She smiles. "Are you going to eat?" I ask. "No, Luze is taking me out to lunch." She says. "Oh." I say. "Yeah, so I should probably start getting ready." She says, and jogs upstairs. I get a text, and I stop eating. It's Taylor. Of course.
"I'm stopping by ;)"
"NO!"
"Yes! See you in a few ;)"
Why? Why is she coming here? Kally comes back downstairs. "Hey, I should be back in no time, unless she wants to shop or something." She says. "Okay." I say. "What's wrong?" She asks. "Nothing." I shake my head. "No Harry, I can tell something is bothering you. Now tell me what's wrong." She says, standing next to me, I sigh. "Taylor's coming over." I whisper. "Of course." She sighs. As if on cue, the doorbell rings. I get up, and answer the door to see Taylor smirking at me, leaning her body in the doorway. "Come in." I sigh. Taylor sees Kally, and smirks at her. "So, how are the reading sessions going?" She asks. "They're fine." Kally says softly. "That's good. Need some more help?" She says. "I don't need any help from you." Kally says through gritted teeth. "Okay." She says. We're all just standing around looking at each other. The doorbell rings again, and it's Paige. Why?!
Kally's P.O.V
The doorbell rings again, and this time it's Paige. Why?! "Hi!" She smiles. "Oh, are you Paige?" Taylor asks to Paige. "Uh yeah. Hi Taylor!" Paige smiles. "Hello, so tell me Paige, did you know that Kally is dyslexic?" Taylor asks. Really? I sigh to myself. "Oh no! I'm so sorry!" Paige says to me. "Trust me. I bet you're glad." I say. "No, dyslexia is a terrible thing to deal with. I feel bad for you." Paige says. "You're full of bull, Paige." I say. "I'm being serious!" Paige says. "Don't worry Paige, she's just jealous." Taylor says, smirking at me. "Jealous of what?!" I snap. "Of us! Cause we're prettier than you, and much better than you. Don't lie." Taylor says. "That is not true." I say. "Yes it is. And you know it is whore." Paige says. Not so innocent now, are you Paige? Harry looks at Paige in shock. "What? You know I don't like her!" Paige says to Harry. "You two need to be nice to her! She did nothing to you guys!" Harry says. "Yes she has. She's done things to the whole world. The whole world hates her." Taylor shrugs. "Yep. That's why we both hope you die, not even us, but the whole world feels the same." Paige smirks. "So what? You want me to cut?" I ask. "Yes, deep, too. Then you can finally give Harry and the whole world peace." Taylor says. "Well you know what? I'm not!" I snap. "Why not? You deserve to die whore." Paige snaps. "That's not true. I have so much to live for." I shake my head. "What? You mean use Harry more than you already have?" Paige asks. "She isn't using me!" Harry snaps. "You don't know that." Taylor says. "Look Kally, you need to kill yourself because I mean come on, let's face it. The whole world would be better without you here." Taylor says. "No it wouldn't! I need her!" Harry shouts. "Since when? You go out everyday without her! You're never seen together you obviously don't love her!" Paige snaps. "Because there's people like you who make us not be able to be seen outside together!" Harry says. "What? It's not our fault she's a worthless whore who everyone hates." Paige shrugs. "She's not a worthless whore! You don't know her!" Harry says. "We don't have to get to know a whore when we can already tell she is one." Taylor says. "She's not a whore!" Harry says. "Yes she is. I mean look at her. Short shorts, I mean who does that? She's obviously trying to have someone get in her pants. Put some clothes on whore!" Paige spats. "I like these clothes.." I whisper. "Yep, they fit you perfectly too, considering you're a whore and everything. Now I see why you're dad raped you all those times, you wanted it." Taylor smirks. "OKAY! GET OUT!" Harry screams. "What Harry? It's the truth!" Paige says. "No it's not the truth!" Harry yells. "You can't handle the truth!" Taylor shouts. "Yep, the truth hurts Harry. You can't accept the fact that your innocent little wife isn't really all that innocent. It's okay, we understand." Paige says. And with that, they both leave. As soon as the door closes, I shed tears that I have been holding in for awhile now. "Babe, don't cry." Harry says, pulling me into a hug. "They're right, Harry. I am a worthless whore, I mean look at me! Who wears this kind of stuff?" I cry. "You do babe! Just because you like to wear short shorts doesn't make you a whore." Harry says. "Well, it sure makes me look like one." I say. "No it doesn't babe. Stop being so hard on yourself." He says. "How can I when the whole world is hating on me?!" I cry. "You just got to stay strong babe." Harry says, rubbing my arms. "Well you know what, Harry? I'm tired of staying strong! In case you haven't notice, I sometimes cry myself to sleep knowing that I'm letting people walk all over me and I'm doing anything about it! I've been strong for too long, Harry! I can't take it anymore!" I cry, he sighs. "I'm sorry babe. I just thought-" I cut him off. "You thought what? That I could be strong like you? Well, guess what Harry I can't! I'm not strong like you! I never have and I never will be!" I say. "I thought you could, but I guess I was wrong. I'm sorry, Kitten." Harry hugs me. I don't say anything else, I just cry into his chest, very sad to know that the whole world is ganging up on me. And maybe, Harry will, too.