We both layed there staring at the ceiling gasping. I was taking a few minutes to collect my thoughts. To remember why I just did what I did. Upon remembering that I gave Harry Styles my virginity and finally giving in for something so stupid I felt a bit of guilt. That wasn't the only emotion I was feeling either. During the session I kept feeling those strong emotions of love towards Harry like I used to. It was over whelming but now that I could think properly I went back to despising him and what he did to me. My heart when cold upon his presence again.

"That was amazing." Harry said facing me and planting little kiss' from my jaw and down towards my collar bone.

"I doubt it." I rolled my eyes. He was just saying that. I probably sucked.

"You were great, I was satisfied." He mumbled against my skin.

He was satisfied. That was all he wanted was sex. Again my body went cold, and then it brought me back to the reason why I was doing this in the first place. My plan. My plan for revenge. I swiftly sat up and scooted towards the edge of the bed to retrieve my cloths.

"We are done. You can leave now." I said coldly getting my cloths on.

"What?" Harry asked confused getting up from the bed.

"I said we are done. Now you can head back to London." I bent down and gathered up all of Harry's cloths that were flung around the room.

"What do you mean "we are done"?"

"I mean I am now single." I forced his cloths into his arms and gave him a tight lipped smile.

"No you're not!" Harry sternly said dressing.

"Oh yes I am. I am finished with you Harry. You gave me what I wanted." I snapped.

"Gave you what you wanted? You mean you only used me for sex?" He was astounded.

"Well I gave you what you wanted as well so you really shouldn't be complaining."

"I didn't want sex, I want you." He grabbed both of my arms in his hands but I shook them off and stepped away.

"Well I don't want you." I hissed.

"If you don't want me then why did you tell me you loved me. If you didn't want me then explain those feelings you were feeling just a few minutes ago. We didn't have sex, we made love."

"That wasn't love. I didn't feel anything. We had passionless sex. I only was using you." My tone was cold and Harry looked shocked. I was never this way.

"That was passionless?" Hurt in his eyes.

"Looks like we both know what pointless sex feels like now." I siad turning away from his stare afraid he might start crying.

It went silent for a while. I wondered if he walked away but I didn't hear any footstep.

"No! That night was pointless. What we just did was me loving you! You had to have felt something?" His voice was angry but strong. He wasn't going to give up.

"Stop it! I used you! I was only making you feel like I loved you so I could have a story to sell to the papers. Harry I hate you." I knew I shouldn't have said those words and instantly regretted it. I couldn't see Harry's face but I knew it was torn.

"Well congratulations! You now have a mouthful to tell." He said before he stomped out of the room.

I waited until the front door slammed before I fell on the floor and broke down in tears. The girls came in but quietly left once they saw the mess of myself crumpled up on the floor.

I had finally gained control over myself. Harry and I were officially over. There was no turning back. We were done. He wouldn't call no more. He wouldn't skype no more. He wouldn't visit me no more. We were broken up.

I walked into the living room where Rachael was curled up on the couch watching tv and Sam was in the kitchen cooking something. They both looked over at me as they saw me coming. No one spoke. After a quick glance they both returned to what they were doing and ignored me completely. They were giving me the cold shoulder.

They ignored me for the rest of the day. Then the next day. Then the next day until finally Rachael broke the silence.

"I think me and Sam should move out or you need to find another place to live." She said quietly.

"What?" I asked bewildered.

"We don't think this is going to work out. I mean it isn't fun anymore." She shrugged.

"Not fun anymore? What? It isn't fun anymore because Harry won't be around?" I snapped.

"It's not that! It's because you have become a cold heartless bitch!" She yelled.

"Oh so because I gave you, Sam, and Harry what you guys wanted I became a bitch?" I shouted back.

"We didn't want you to use Harry! You shouldn't have even had sex with him if you were planning on telling the public about it!"

"I wasn't planning on telling! I was only giving Harry what he wanted. He was just going to leave anyways!" I barked.

"Harry didn't want to just have sex with you! He actually loved you! He was planning on movie out here for you!" Rachael shot out.

"What?" I was stunned.

"Harry asked me and Sam on oppinions about him finding a house around here to be closer to you." Racheal's voice got quieter as she said this.

"I doubt that." I said. I wasn't convinced.

"He was planning on moving out here after finishing the album. He wanted you to move in with him also." SHe whispered.

"I don't believe it. He wouldn't do that." I rolled my eyes.

"We was out here to look for a place and if you forgived him he was going to buy one for you guys. I told you he loved you." Rachael was going through her phone to a message. She showed it for me to read. It infact was Harry talking about how he wanted for us to move in together. "Me and Sam also went out with him to look at some places but it wasn't worth the time I guess." Rachael shrugged.

"I will move out as soon as possible." Was all I said before I got up. It also happened to be the last thing I said to her.


I did as I said and immediatly searched for a new place to live and once I found out, I moved out.

A YEAR LATER:

It was my third year at the university. Same school. New friends. New place to live. New fiance. Oh yeah. It took me almost have a year to get over Harry and I then met my fiance Oliver.

Ever since I moved out I never heard or seen the girls. Of course I saw Harry. He was every where. The magazines blown up about our break up. Stories were every where about his nights out on the town. Then for the past few months they have been about him and his new girlfriend, Dia.

It still hurts to think back on what we had and my time with him. I wasn't going to lie, I enjoyed it. But things happend and I moved on. That was the best for both of us. Maybe one day our path will meet again and we could finally talk.

Authors Note: It's the end of the story. I really hope you guys enjoyed it and once again sorry for typos and mistakes in the story. I think I might make a new story either a spin off or start on a new member but I still don't know. Thank you guys for reading my story, I really do appreciate it all :)