The Relationship Scam (Zarry)

He Gave Me A Gift.

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Chapter 31: He Gave Me A Gift.

*One Week Later*

I smiled at the birthday messages I received from everyone. I replied back with a thank you. I was about to lock my phone when a message popped up.

H: Happy birthday. I know you're not talking to me anymore but I still want you to have a wonderful day today. I also want to give you a gift. Hopefully you'll let me come over to your dorm to give it to you. ❤️

I sighed at his message and put my phone anyway. I don't like this feeling in my stomach I've been having ever since I ended it with him.

All my life I've dealt with pain and hurt. Now this is just the icing on the cake. On top of that, I haven't been able to shake off the three serious words he said to me last week. It's kind of haunting in a way.

I love you.

He loves me? Yet he keeps all this crap from me. When you love someone you don't hide yourself from them. I'm tired of him hitting me with these things and expecting me to just take it.

I truly don't feel comfortable knowing he use to be an escort. I just don't. And I have every right to feel that way.

Water started to blur my vision and I sighed in annoyance. "You really need to stop crying." I mumbled to myself as I got out of the shower.

Today is my birthday and instead of being happy that I'm turning 22, I'm crying about Harry. To make matters worse today is also the day Ian wants us to FaceTime him. Harry texted me about it yesterday.

And since I'm in a stupid contract, I have no choice but to be around him.

I sighed, not knowing what to do about Harry. He's so great yet he has this dark past and I don't know what I'll be getting into if I date him again.

If I never read that text who knows how long it would have taken for him to tell me, if he ever would.

I also very selective when it comes to who I share myself with sexually. I excused his one night stands he had, but being an escort? Who knows how much people he's had sex with.

I sound so judgemental right now but I can't help it. I need to have a talk with someone who's unbiased and will just look at this situation from both sides.

I need to talk to Liam.

I wrapped my towel around me tightly as I walked down the hallway. I opened my door and locked the door behind me.

Blaine was still knocked out since it's about 8 in the morning now.

I quickly got dressed and unlocked my phone again. My heart dropped when I saw the message Harry sent from earlier. Gosh, I miss him. I miss him so much. But I can't just skip past this.