Started with a Text (a Harry Styles fanfic)

"Harry, why did you say I wasn't aloud back??" She eyes, grey as grey can be, they use to be brown but they change when she is mad or sad. "It....well..... Our relationship wasn't working for me and I was seeing other people while you were at home or getting food." My teary eyed, eyes look from the floor to her too teary eyes. "Why?? I told you I never wanted to be from you and you do this to me! Why??" "We weren't having a lot of you know.. Umm. We didn't fuck like we use to. I just didn't want to hurt you so I said management didn't want to see you with us." "You'll get what you want. Goodbye, Harry." She grabs her bag that she hung up just a few hours ago, and starts packing what she can fit in there and walks out. "Louis!? Can you get the rest of my stuff out of the room upstairs, please that would mean a lot" I hear her say.