Torn (Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Fifthteen

(Bailey’s pov)

Why does she have to show up? Everything just started getting better.

“Hey Harry.” She said to Harry while wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Get off of me.” Harry said while pushing her off of him.

“Awh, don’t you miss me?”

“Hell no.”

“Rude I see”

I was about to walk away but bimbo stepped in front of me.

“Hey, there.”

“Hi.”

“I didn’t expect you to be here. I mean I did hear you tried to kill yourself. It sucks that you didn’t succeed.”

“Oh. I’m sorry I didn’t know that I was supposed to make blonde bitches like you happy by killing myself.”

“Ha, blonde bitches honey maybe you should look in the mirror.”

“Well last time I did I looked like a person and not a fucken Barbie and also I noticed that my hair color was brown.”

She huffed and then walked away. Wow, she couldn’t be more stupid. We walked to the dressing room to gather our stuff. We walked to the bus. I was tired so I decided to go lay down.

I woke up and decided to go get me something to drink. I walked to the door to the kitchen. I stopped since I heard talking.

“Listen Harry, you know you want me.”

“Yes, I know I want you but, I can’t do that to Bailey.”

“Either you get rid of her or I will.”

“I can handle Bailey. Just stay out of it.”

“Well, I’m not going to wait around and be a little play toy.”

“Babe, your not going to be a play toy. Your going to be my girl once I figure out a way to get rid of Bailey.”

“Well if Louis never jumped on her to start up her cuts then maybe she would have cut herself to death.”

“Well, I told her she was stupid. I have tried everything to get rid of her. Why do you think I was so damn mean to her?”

“Well try harder.”

“I will babe. You better get going before someone wakes up and finds you.”

“Okay. I love you.”

“I love you too Ashley.”

I quickly rushed back to my bunk. I couldn’t help but cry. I love you Ashley. Those words kept running through my mind. I finally cried myself back to sleep.

………………………………………….

I woke up and got out of the bunk. I walked into the tv room.

“Finally she wakes up.” Liam said.

“Are you feeling alright? Your eyes are puffy.” Zayn asked.

“Hey babe. You hungry?” Harry asked.

My blood began to boil. That’s when it happened….I snapped.

“No, I’m not fucking hungry.  I just want you to get out of my damn face.”

“Damn babe. Calm down.”

“Stop calling me babe. I’m not your babe.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying, you should go call up your other girlfriend and tell her to come over.”

“What other girlfriend?”

“Oh, don’t play fucking dumb. You know your blonde haired tramp who wears twenty times as much more makeup then a damn clown.”

“I don’t know what your talking about?”

“Oh my dear fucking hell. I woke up this morning to go get me something to drink. I was about to walk in the kitchen when I stopped since I heard voices. I listened in. Harry, just give it up. You don’t want me you want her. You wished that Louis never jumped on me to expose my cuts. You wished I cut myself to death. Well instead of me fucking dying I’m fucking leaving.”

“Wait where are you going?” Niall asked

“I’m moving in with Justin.”

I went to get my suitcase. I came back and sat down for a few minutes until someone knocked on the door.

Liam went to get it. In walked Justin. I ran up to him and jumped in his arms. I couldn’t help but cry. He began to sooth me.

“I’m so glad you came.”

In walked Harry. Justin sat me down.

“Wow, Harry. You don’t change now do you?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You know damn well what i’m talking about. Maybe if your grew up alittle and relized that girls have feelings then maybe you would be able to keep Bailey.”

“I don’t need your shit right now.”

“Why not? You hate that I’m right.”

“Your not right.”

“Wow really. I told Bailey that you better treat her like a fucking princess and all you have done is treated her like a damn play toy baby’s play with.”

“Well, I’m sorry.”

“No harry if you was really sorry, you would have treated Bailey right and never used her. You would have never pushed her away when she needed you the most. You would stick up for her through anything and not choose a damn tramp over her. I mean come on…It’s a miracle that you haven’t caught a STD or something.”

“Come on Justin. I don’t like breathing the same air as him.”

“Sure thing babe.” Justin kissed my forehead and we started to walk out of the bus until blondie walked up the first step.

“Wow, your finally leaving.”

“Get out of my damn way. I don’t want to put up with your annoying bitchy tone right now.”

“Boo-hoo cries me a fucking river.”

“I’ll make you bleed a fucking river if you don’t get out of my way bitch.”

“Ouch, such hurtful words.” That’s when she slapped me. Bad mistake bitch.

I threw my bag down and pushed her out of the bus. She fell on the ground. She got up before I got to her. She scratched me. Wow. Before I knew it my body was heated up from all the anger. I punched the living hell out of her. She fell to the ground bleeding from her nose and lip. I smiled and then spit on her. “Don’t mess with me bitch. I have a side you really wish you didn’t have to meet but oh well.”

Justin walked up to me laughing. “What’s so funny?”

He pointed backwards all the boys faces were of shock. I swear there jaw could hit the ground. I walked up to the boys to get my bag.

“Close your mouths before you catch flies.” I started off toward justin’s car. Well this is a beginning of a new life.