Trust Issues
He's just trying to look out for me
Harry's POV:
I looked over at Olivia. She sat down quiet, not bopping her head to the music like she usually does. Olivia is never sad unless I did something, which I didn't. Her eyebrows crinkled with her thinking face. I gently took her by her chin and turned her face so we were face to face.
Olivia POV:
Harry stared at me. His green eyes were piercing into my face, like he was really trying to figure out what was wrong. Then, his face relaxed and he looked at me with sadness in his eyes.
"You went on twitter again?" He said.
I shook my head.
"I told you not to go on twitter for awhile!" He slightly yelled.
My eyes wided. Harry never yelled at me before. I was so shocked. I felt the tears rushing. My face got hot. I hated crying in front of people. I tried to hold back the tears. But I couldn't. I just let the tears roll down my face, I didn't care anymore.
"Don't cry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it! " He said quickly, trying his best to make me feel better.
" I just really hate seeing you sad and I told you not to go on twitter." He explained.
I looked away from him. Harry's arms wrapped around. When he hugged me, I felt so safe. Like nothing bad would happen.
"Get off of me!" I said out of anger.
"You think you can just hug me and I'm suppose to feel better and forget all those tweets?!" I asked him.
He sat in silence.
" I can't Harry. I just can't anymore." I said.
I looked at him, realizing I probably hurt his feelings.
"What are you saying Olivia?" He asked me.
I took in the tone of his voice. It was so cold. I never heard this side of him.
" I'm saying, I'm just exhausted. Of getting all the hate and everything else. Not to mention, people are also saying your cheating on me..."
"So, your just gonna believe some people you don't even know?" He said carefully not to yell at me.
" No, but..., just please take me home." I said on the verge of tears.
He pulled out of his parents driveway. When we got back to the house, he turned off the car.
"What do you want me tell everybody?" He asked.
"I don't know... tell them I felt really sick or something." I said annoyed.
Olivia's POV:
I got out the car and and unlocked the door. I changed my clothes and slouched on the couch. I felt horrible about what I said to Harry. I miss him so bad right now, I wish I could take everything I said.
Harry POV:
I feel horrible about the fight me and Olivia had. I rarely saw her cry, I knew I must of hurt her feelings. Even though, our Christmas is basically ruin, I don't think she should spend it alone. I turned back around, making my way back to the house.
I looked over at Olivia. She sat down quiet, not bopping her head to the music like she usually does. Olivia is never sad unless I did something, which I didn't. Her eyebrows crinkled with her thinking face. I gently took her by her chin and turned her face so we were face to face.
Olivia POV:
Harry stared at me. His green eyes were piercing into my face, like he was really trying to figure out what was wrong. Then, his face relaxed and he looked at me with sadness in his eyes.
"You went on twitter again?" He said.
I shook my head.
"I told you not to go on twitter for awhile!" He slightly yelled.
My eyes wided. Harry never yelled at me before. I was so shocked. I felt the tears rushing. My face got hot. I hated crying in front of people. I tried to hold back the tears. But I couldn't. I just let the tears roll down my face, I didn't care anymore.
"Don't cry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it! " He said quickly, trying his best to make me feel better.
" I just really hate seeing you sad and I told you not to go on twitter." He explained.
I looked away from him. Harry's arms wrapped around. When he hugged me, I felt so safe. Like nothing bad would happen.
"Get off of me!" I said out of anger.
"You think you can just hug me and I'm suppose to feel better and forget all those tweets?!" I asked him.
He sat in silence.
" I can't Harry. I just can't anymore." I said.
I looked at him, realizing I probably hurt his feelings.
"What are you saying Olivia?" He asked me.
I took in the tone of his voice. It was so cold. I never heard this side of him.
" I'm saying, I'm just exhausted. Of getting all the hate and everything else. Not to mention, people are also saying your cheating on me..."
"So, your just gonna believe some people you don't even know?" He said carefully not to yell at me.
" No, but..., just please take me home." I said on the verge of tears.
He pulled out of his parents driveway. When we got back to the house, he turned off the car.
"What do you want me tell everybody?" He asked.
"I don't know... tell them I felt really sick or something." I said annoyed.
Olivia's POV:
I got out the car and and unlocked the door. I changed my clothes and slouched on the couch. I felt horrible about what I said to Harry. I miss him so bad right now, I wish I could take everything I said.
Harry POV:
I feel horrible about the fight me and Olivia had. I rarely saw her cry, I knew I must of hurt her feelings. Even though, our Christmas is basically ruin, I don't think she should spend it alone. I turned back around, making my way back to the house.
2/20/13