Stuck in the Middle

Break Ups And Bitches

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Chapter Six

"Ryan, I'm sorry, I just can't do this anymore. I know you're trying to make things work and I wish you had tried earlier but it's too late now. I don't love you anymore. I'm sorry. I really am, but we just aren't meant to be together. I really hope you understand... Bye."

I left the message in Ryan's voicemail and wiped the tears away from my face. It was inevitable that I was going to cry but I felt like I couldn't stop. I was breaking his heart and I couldn't even do it in person.  

I waited for a call back from him so that I could apologise even more but he didn't call. I cried myself to sleep. 

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My last day at work for the week fell on a Friday and I was extremely nervous. I made sure I was looking my very best, looking good on the outside, even though I felt like such a horrible person on the inside. 

As I arrived at work I saw a huge crowd of paparazzi and fans outside the hotel, I guess word had spread quickly that the boys were staying here. I started to walk through the crowd but someone grabbed me and spun me around to face them. I was staring at the pleading face of what looked like a 12 year old wearing the most revealing clothes, she may as well have been wearing nothing at all. 

She screamed at me. 

"Oh my god please let me in there with you! They are my lives! I love them so much!"  

I was a bit stunned but I managed to escape her grasp and muttered to everyone who could hear me.  

"If you're not allowed in then I'm not going to go against my boss just so you can see One Direction okay?" I started walking away from the crowd towards the hotel when the hate began.  

"Whatever slut! You just want them for yourself!" 

"She's ugly anyway, they would never date her!" 

"Who would even touch her?" 

"Slut!" 

"Bitch!" 

"Whore!" 

I was so shocked. I had never done anything to these people and they were yelling nasty comments at me. I started to tear up, so I put my head down and quickly walked into the lobby, straight into Harry. 

"Demi? Are you okay? What's the matter?" He quickly asked as he straightened me up and assessed my face.  

"Oh um, nothing. It doesn't matter, I'm just gonna, um, go to the bathroom and freshen up." I said before almost running towards the bathroom. 

He ran faster though and caught up with me just before I reached it.  

"Hey, it's okay if you don't want to talk about it now. Listen, I'm just going to a couple of interviews with the boys but I'll be back around lunchtime and we can talk then." 

I nodded, knowing that if I tried to speak I would just end up crying. He pulled my hair out of my face and gave me a long comforting hug. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and it made me shiver.  

"Harry! We have to go." I heard Zayn say. I looked up and saw his face, he looked slightly irritated but smiled a comforting smile at me anyway. 

Harry sighed and quickly kissed my neck before squeezing me extra tight and releasing me just as quickly. He joined the boys and started to walk out the door.