Thank You El.

So there’s another twist to this love triangle: he has to fly out to New York and kiss her in public. He also has to leave in November and spend Christmas with her. I don’t know how to feel. Should I be upset that he has to do this or happy that he told me as they were telling him. Management now knows I exist and I have to admit, they’ve been taking me into slight consideration. Slight being the key word. The Hollywood it couple were photographed lots of places looking all lovey and stuff. Ugh. I really dislike this. He leaves in two weeks to go running into the arms of that girl. We try not to talk about it but I can’t help but feel an immense amount of jealousy.
“Demetria get up! We are going out to eat.” Harry barges into my room to say. I haven’t seen him all day because they had to make another appearance. I don’t even get a “good morning love” or “hey gorgeous” or something? I get “Demetria get up”? I pull the covers up over my face and sink deeper into my bed. He’s going to have to work to get me out of bed today.
While lying there, I let my drift off to him and Taylor again. I get phone and Google “haylor.” Loads of pictures pop up that lead me and everyone else to believe they are in fact a happy couple. He looks her in the eyes the same way he looks her in the eyes, he has the wide smile plastered onto his face, and their hands are tightly weaved together. Either he’s an amazing actor or he has some type of feelings for her. Maybe I'm going crazy, I don’t know, but this is making me feel insecure. I feel the first of many tears approach the brim of my eye. I try so hard to hold it all in but all I can do is revision the two of them and that picture. Before I realize it, I'm quietly sniffling under the sheets and my pillow is soaked. Fuck.
Harry POV:
After leaving Demetria’s room to give her time to get dressed, I walk into the kitchen to talk to see Louis and Eleanor in an intense make out session. I avoid them as I sit on a barstool in there. I haven’t seen Demetria all day and I have a surprise I think will make her extremely happy, hopefully. Ever since the whole Taylor thing, she hasn’t been acting the same. Especially when I told her I would have to fly to New York with Taylor and kiss her publicly. I understand though, I wouldn’t particularly be happy if my girlfriend had to do this either.
After fifteen minutes passed, I finally get up and go check on Demetria. As I approach her door, I hear soft crying. Why is she crying? I gently open the door and see her under the covers and a light coming underneath. She hasn’t left the bed either? I walk up to the bed and crouch down so I can be eye level with her. I pull the cover back and immediately see her eyes are red from crying so much. I notice she locks her and I take it out of her hand. I unlock her phone and see the picture she was looking at. It’s a picture of me and Taylor walking around holding hands. Why was she looking at this? I wipe the remaining tears from her cheeks and put her phone on the nightstand beside her bed.
“Why are you crying? What’s wrong?” I ask her while I'm on the verge of tears myself. She sniffles and turns around so her back is facing me. I crawl on top of her, straddle her and pin her arms above her head. I use my free hand to turn her face towards me and we stare at each other for a while. “Can you do me a favor babe? Can you please get dressed so we can go out to eat? I promise you’re going to love this date and it’s going to make you so happy. Please get dressed and don’t think about Taylor at all. I'm here with you and if I wanted her then I wouldn’t be trying so hard to keep you here with me.” I slowly climbed off of her and helped her out of the bed. I hope this all goes according to plan.

Notes

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