Sutton's POV

It has been two weeks since Harry broke up with me. Two weeks of constant tears. Two weeks of heartbreak. I haven't left my house since. I have been basically just in my room the whole time. I don't want to see anybody. I don't want to talk. I don't want to do anything.

Harry's POV
I haven't done anything since I broke up with Sutton. It is eating me alive inside. I wish I didn't do it. I wish I didn't have to "date' Avalon. I just wish none of this had to happen. To see the girl of your dreams crying because of you is the hardest thing ever. I knew Sutton was really mad when she called me a jackass. She barely ever swears. The only time she does is when she is furious I am in my room just laying on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. All of a sudden Louis comes bursting in. "Louis! What the hell?! Get the fuck out of my room!" He knows that I don't want to talk to anyone. He knows that I am hurting. Why can't he just leave me alone? "Harry! Get your fat, lazy ass off of your bed and come talk to the lads and I! We have business to do. I don't fucking care if you are upset about the break up! It is all your fucking fault! Do you want to see someone really hurting? Someone who BARELY even wants to live anymore! Then go see Sutton! And stop your fucking pity party when it is YOUR fault!" And with that he stomps out of my room and slams the door behind him. Oh? Did I forget to mention that everyone is pissed at me? And I truly mean everyone. My family, Sutton's family, the girls and especially the lads. The boys saw Sutton as a little sister. But they are right... It is my fault. And I need to come up with a way to fix it and to get Sutton to forgive me. Fuck management and absolutely fuck Avalon. I'm getting back my Sutton.

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