Never Tear Us Apart
I HATE HER
@Harry_Styles: @Missophieabrielle you'll have to change your username now ;)
I just kept reading that mention over and over again. I had print screened it seven months ago, when it was first sent. I was all giddy and excited about becoming Mrs Styles, and I had expected to be Mrs Styles by now, but I wasn't. And the only memory I had of the diamond engagement ring was the twitpic Harry had posted when we announced it. I had managed to screen shot that aswell...before he deleted it.
A couple of months after the engagement we had drifted apart, we were both working and then everytime I tried to make contact he would just shut me down. And one night I had convinced him to let me come over to his to chat, but the whole time he was checking his phone, not even paying attention to what I was trying to say. So I decided to show him instead. I pulled the ring off my slender finger and slammed it on the coffee table infront of him. He shot his head up and widened his eyes when he saw the ring on the table. ''What are you doing?!''
''I'm leaving, that's what I'm doing. Your just not interested in me, in us, anymore, and I don't know why Harry, but I have a feeling I will soon.'' I slammed the door shut and began walking. He didn't even follow.
And to my surprise, a few weeks later Harry was being pictured with a dirty blonde all day and night, holding her hand, kissing her, holding her waist, carrying her bags. It should've been me. It should've been me. Understandably the media and the fans were completley and utterly confused. They weren't the only ones, only a couple of weeks ago, he was engaged to me, the apparent love of his life. paha yeah right. But it's not like him and this dirty blonde had only just began seeing eachother. He was seeing her behind my back for god knows how long. When he said he was too busy working to see me, he was with her, when he was texting Louis, he was really texting her, when he was in an unusually chirpy mood when I saw him, it wasn't because he was with me, it was because he had just got laid.
I needed to get out of here, I needed it to get away from him. I had enough savings to last me a while, so I quit my job. I know, pretty drastic right, but every time someone saw my name at the bottom of an article they immediantly associated me with Harry Styles. Who by the way I've mentally killed 37 times so far, not that anyones keeping score. I packed up my things and began to make my way out of my now empty apartment, well I suppose I can't even call it my apartment anymore. But before I could make it out of the door I was engulfed in a hug by Demi. I thought she was in LA. ''Sophie! I'm so sorry hun. I've seen the picture. What a scumbag ay?'' It seemed weird coming out of her mouth because of her American accent but she had picked up some british slang when she came to visit. I couldn't speak I just burst out crying into her chest. ''Why her? Why did he choose her over me? What's so special about her Demi?''
''Nothing, that's what. But don't worry the boys aren't letting him get away with this one. He over stepped the line with this one and I don't think any of them can even look him in the eye.''
''I miss him. Demi.'' I sounded like a little girl who had just had her teddy bear taken away.
''I know sweety. But this wasn't the first time you guys had broken up right? And I know what he did was wrong, but maybe it's for the best, this gives you a chance to find someone new. Maybe you and Harry have too much history.''
''That doesn't change how I feel. I hate him. But I love him. One thing I am sure about is I hate her.'' I pointed to the blonde who was giggling as Harry whispered something in her ear on the front page of a gossip magazine. The title read ''Harry you do know that's not Sophie right?'' Yep. He sure does, and to tell you the truth, I don't think I've ever seen him so happy. This just made me cry even more.
''I want to die Demi.''
''Don't you ever say that again Sophie Abrielle! Don't let him ruin you.''
''He already has. I quit my job, I'm leaving the city.''
''Wait hold up, you quit your job? You loved your job.''
''Not anymore.'' I almost whispered.
''Where are you going?''
''To my parents town house down south. It's been empty for years. They were going to move there but they never did, too far away from loved ones they said. But that's just what I need.
''I'm coming with you.''
''What no!''
''I have two weeks off and besides you can't be alone right now. It might even be fun.''
As we climbed into the car and were about to set off I decided to get some of my anger out on twitter.
@Missophieabrielle: A relationship is meant for two, but I guess you had trouble counting.
BURN
I just kept reading that mention over and over again. I had print screened it seven months ago, when it was first sent. I was all giddy and excited about becoming Mrs Styles, and I had expected to be Mrs Styles by now, but I wasn't. And the only memory I had of the diamond engagement ring was the twitpic Harry had posted when we announced it. I had managed to screen shot that aswell...before he deleted it.
A couple of months after the engagement we had drifted apart, we were both working and then everytime I tried to make contact he would just shut me down. And one night I had convinced him to let me come over to his to chat, but the whole time he was checking his phone, not even paying attention to what I was trying to say. So I decided to show him instead. I pulled the ring off my slender finger and slammed it on the coffee table infront of him. He shot his head up and widened his eyes when he saw the ring on the table. ''What are you doing?!''
''I'm leaving, that's what I'm doing. Your just not interested in me, in us, anymore, and I don't know why Harry, but I have a feeling I will soon.'' I slammed the door shut and began walking. He didn't even follow.
And to my surprise, a few weeks later Harry was being pictured with a dirty blonde all day and night, holding her hand, kissing her, holding her waist, carrying her bags. It should've been me. It should've been me. Understandably the media and the fans were completley and utterly confused. They weren't the only ones, only a couple of weeks ago, he was engaged to me, the apparent love of his life. paha yeah right. But it's not like him and this dirty blonde had only just began seeing eachother. He was seeing her behind my back for god knows how long. When he said he was too busy working to see me, he was with her, when he was texting Louis, he was really texting her, when he was in an unusually chirpy mood when I saw him, it wasn't because he was with me, it was because he had just got laid.
I needed to get out of here, I needed it to get away from him. I had enough savings to last me a while, so I quit my job. I know, pretty drastic right, but every time someone saw my name at the bottom of an article they immediantly associated me with Harry Styles. Who by the way I've mentally killed 37 times so far, not that anyones keeping score. I packed up my things and began to make my way out of my now empty apartment, well I suppose I can't even call it my apartment anymore. But before I could make it out of the door I was engulfed in a hug by Demi. I thought she was in LA. ''Sophie! I'm so sorry hun. I've seen the picture. What a scumbag ay?'' It seemed weird coming out of her mouth because of her American accent but she had picked up some british slang when she came to visit. I couldn't speak I just burst out crying into her chest. ''Why her? Why did he choose her over me? What's so special about her Demi?''
''Nothing, that's what. But don't worry the boys aren't letting him get away with this one. He over stepped the line with this one and I don't think any of them can even look him in the eye.''
''I miss him. Demi.'' I sounded like a little girl who had just had her teddy bear taken away.
''I know sweety. But this wasn't the first time you guys had broken up right? And I know what he did was wrong, but maybe it's for the best, this gives you a chance to find someone new. Maybe you and Harry have too much history.''
''That doesn't change how I feel. I hate him. But I love him. One thing I am sure about is I hate her.'' I pointed to the blonde who was giggling as Harry whispered something in her ear on the front page of a gossip magazine. The title read ''Harry you do know that's not Sophie right?'' Yep. He sure does, and to tell you the truth, I don't think I've ever seen him so happy. This just made me cry even more.
''I want to die Demi.''
''Don't you ever say that again Sophie Abrielle! Don't let him ruin you.''
''He already has. I quit my job, I'm leaving the city.''
''Wait hold up, you quit your job? You loved your job.''
''Not anymore.'' I almost whispered.
''Where are you going?''
''To my parents town house down south. It's been empty for years. They were going to move there but they never did, too far away from loved ones they said. But that's just what I need.
''I'm coming with you.''
''What no!''
''I have two weeks off and besides you can't be alone right now. It might even be fun.''
As we climbed into the car and were about to set off I decided to get some of my anger out on twitter.
@Missophieabrielle: A relationship is meant for two, but I guess you had trouble counting.
BURN
but anywho
:)
8/5/13