Harry styles Book 3

rage

I woke up again after Harry and I had two in a half hours of lovemaking before he had to go to work while I went back to sleep.

Since I was alone I figured that I could tidy up the place. I was meaning to do it for a while now but I never got around to it.

So I got up got cleaned up and dressed before I got started.

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I had cleaned every single room but Harry's studio that is like his temple. I walked in and took it all in.

I knew that the cleaning things I had weren't for his expensive equipment so I was going only clean the none expensive things.

I wiped down the bookshelf, the table, and the chairs when I saw a note that was addressed to my love. it was written in Harry's handwriting so I figured it was meant for me.

 I grabbed it and started to read it.

"Hello my love,

I write this to you in thanks for your patience.  you are so loving and patient with me that I dont deserve you. You understand how I feel and you give me the space I need when I want to be left alone.

I love how you never get upset when I go and put on shows for my fans and let them two enjoy me as you have.

I love how you are such a caring person who tends to my needs or knows what I need even when I don't know myself.

Being with you has made me realize just how much love one person should feel. I have gone through my life looking so that type of love and then I met you and I understand the meaning of happiness and love."

I smiled as I read the note.

"She doesn't know that we are together, she is still dense about us. which soon that will change. casue I can't keep going on without you. I need you in my life more than ever."

I was confused as to who he was talking about and who was stupid.

" Camille baby I love you and I wanna be with you and soon I will be once I rid of her."

I dropped the letter when reading that part.

"Darling?"

I closed my eyes fighting with myself not to lose my shit and destroy this room. I mean I have a right in A way. I mean he broke me so why not break him.

He walked up to touch me but I jerked away and walked out.

"It's only right you know, I never loved you. I mean who would ever love a girl with rolls. and no thigh gap?"

I stopped right where I was and clenched my hands into fists about to rage on his ass.

"She has everything that you will never in your life have and she will have me."

my nails dug into my palms.

"Your nothing A nobody while she is everything and a somebody."

turned and looked at him and he kept talking.

"I lied when I swore we would marry, I couldn't marry you. your image would bring me down. I would never be with someone like you in a million years."

"Listen here you British fucker. I dont give two shits what you think of me. I dont give a fuck if you think your flat chest ant bites is so beautiful when she looks like she is bulimic. "

He looked at me in disbelief.

" See Harry you have it all wrong. I am somebody and I always will be. I dont need a high paying job that I could loose with one fuck up. I dont need to be with someone who uses me to boost their fame."

He glares at me and I know he is getting upset. But I am past the point of caring.

"You take that back, she isn't like that."

I rolled my eyes.

"Sure she isn't."

"She's not and you have no right talking about her when you are beneath her."

I laughed at that one.

"I am beneath nobody. and I never will be."

He smirked.

"You are beneath me, Camile, and everyone else in Hollywood."

I walked up to him and grinned like an evil bitch.

"You can't be both dirt. I mean Harry come on now, who are you kidding?"

He stood there looking at me.

"Nobody wanted to be with you till you joined one direction. then they only got with you casue of your money not who you are yourself. had you still been a baker you will be single and no one would give two shits about you. not even your skinny model lover. she wouldn't even blink an eye in your direction."

He looked at me and I saw rage and hurt in his eyes.

"See you tried to hurt me by making fun of how I look at how I am middleweight with rolls and thick thighs. But it doesn't bother me, I dont give two shits what you have to say about me. Unlike you, I dont need to be praised just so I can feel loved about myself. I don't need to become famous so I can get screwed and have people chasing me. I don't need to be put with another celebrity just to boost their fame. and I don't need you. You want to try and bring me down and hurt me, Harry. Well, you can't. Why cause I have dealt with bullies that eat little pricks like you for breakfast and shits them out at lunch. your shitty comments about me are nothing. "

When he says nothing just looks down I smile.

"As for marrying you and having a family with you, I was doing in a charity sort of way. Marrying you so people would stop saying your fucking a band member that is your gender. and having your kids so that you would have someone that truly loves you. But after finding out your true colors I say you can take your house and everything else and shove it so far up your ass that it hurts you to breathe."

With that said I went to walk off but he said something that made me scream out and go on a warpath.

I walked up to the room grabbed my Louisville slugger marched downstairs and went ape shit on his studio.

He was standing they yelling and crying while I destroyed his shit.

I stopped and looked at him and smirked.

"There is your psychotic bitch." 

With that said I headed upstairs packed up all my things and left.