Mistakes || H.S. ||

chapter 66

Kelsey's POV

We all slipped into the car, own our way back to their apartment here in London. Harry was still there, we told him we were just going shopping.

Zayn grabbed my hand intertwining them, as we made our way inside. Harry was sprawled across the couch watching Pretty Little Liars, what??

I giggled. "Why you watching that?" I asked, he sighed. He grabbed the remote turning it off. After turning, the tv off he sprinted off to his room.

"What's his problem?" Niall whispered. Then, something hit me.. I know why he was watching that and why he got angry.

"Uhh I think I know?" I mumbled.

"Well what's the deal?" Liam asked, plopping down on the couch too.

"Pretty Little Liars is Zoe's favorite show." I clenched my jaw, kind of angry..

Everybody sighed, realizing he misses her. I just wish they could see each other again, just once. To let them know, they still love each other. Everyone knows they do. I know a secret, none of the boys do. Zoe is just using Nathan for a rebound. She may have cheated, but she used to have a lot of feelings for Nathan. She probably still had them, when he suddenly shows up at Madison's house. They don't even know Nate exists except Harry.

Zoe's POV

I've waited and waited. Where the fuck is he? The boys and Kels left over a hour ago, it's almost 9. Nathan doesn't know anybody here, where could he actually go?? He's suppose to be here, yeah it makes me sound possessive. But I need someone here.

I guess I should just go to bed. Fuck Nathan, it was a bad idea to bring him..

I ran upstairs to my empty bedroom, where I would always see Harry lying down in my bed.
I seriously need to forget him.

I didn't feel like changing, so I decided to just go ahead and lay down to go to bed.
Soon as my head hit the pillow, I drifted off to sleep, cold.

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I was awoken by the front door slamming. I rubbed my eyes, to the sunlight shining through the window. The clock read 8:39.

I sat up and jumped out of bed running downstairs, thinking it was a break in.

Nathan was sitting at the kitchen counter, a beer in one hand, with his phone in the other.

I cleared my throat behind him. He turned around smiling. He had bags under his eyes, his pupils were huge.

"Zoeeee." He slurred his words. He's obviously drunk.

"Why in the fucking world are you drunk?" He shrugged his shoulders, throwing the empty beer bottle in the trash.

"You could at least have the nerve to tell me." I demanded.

"Shut up you bitch, I have a headache." My eyes widened. Just like old times? Back in high school, he would be an amazing person and the next I wanted to kill him.

I laughed. "Just fucking leave, you bastard." I walked over to the door, opening it.

"Leave." I motioned.

"Nope." And he walked into the living room. Passing out on the couch.

I slammed the door, I sat down on the stool in the kitchen.

Harry would never do this, he would treat me the right way.. I rubbed my temples in frustration. Tear escaping my eye. Just one day, can't there not be any drama and where I don't cry.

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I could hear light snores coming from the living room. Yep, he's passed out. Why would he get drunk though? There really isn't a reason is there? I've treated him great these past few days! I've actually kissed him!!

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Back to Kelsey's POV

I sprinted up the stairs. I needed to talk to Harry. I knocked on his doors a few times, before just barging in. Beer bottles and packets of cigarettes were everywhere. What has he got himself into?

I grabbed his shirt off the floor throwing it at him.

"Get up, we gotta talk!" I yelled. He jumped waking up.

"What the fuck?" He groaned. Throwing the shirt back into the floor.

"You miss her?" I asked.

"No. Screw that bitch. She cheated on me!! Out of the two of us, I'd never think it she'd do it." He admitted. I nodded.

"Obviously you do! You fucking watched PLL. Her favorite tv show.." He sighed, knowing I was right.

He put his hand into his hands, when he raised he had tears.

"I know.. Maybe I do I miss her.. Watching the show brought back memories where we would cuddle.." He cried harder.

I scooted over to him, he laid his head into my chest, sobbing. I rubbed his back, trying to help my friends get back together.

"You need to talk to her. She's in London." He raised his head, eyes widening.

"She is?!" He said shocked.

"Yeah, I visited her today. She's really depressed.." I said.

"Sure. She was posting shit of her and Nate on Instagram." He said crying even harder.

"She doesn't love him, he's just a rebound."