Harry’s POV
It’s been twelve hours since I yelled at Kennedy. Twelve hours since I told her to go get fat and ugly and to go be a nobody. I hadn’t slept, I hadn’t eaten, and I think Louis and the boys called me about twenty times which I didn’t answer. I tried calling Kennedy an hour straight after our fight to apologize for being a total jackass. I knew that she was trying really hard to make time for me and her but I understood it was hard. The wedding was so close that things were getting stressful and I didn’t help the fact that I called her a lousy girlfriend when in fact she was the complete opposite. I felt tears fall down my face at the thought of Kennedy. She was the girl for me. I knew it but of course I always had to ruin something good for me. It always seemed to happen to me. The only thing that hadn’t ruined was the band that was the only good thing in my life that I didn’t ruin. I did how manage to clean up my flat last night while I was thinking about Kennedy and how much I screwed up. I stayed up all night making every room spotless, however when I got to Kennedy’s room I couldn’t even go in. I just sat on the other side of the hallway and cried. I think I fell asleep there because earlier this morning, I woke up on the floor outside of her room and all the regret and pain flood my senses again. I was currently staring at my phone which still had the picture of us from the dress shop and sighed.

“Way to screw up Harry,” I muttered to myself, “You had a good thing going and you screwed it up.”

I sighed to myself when my flat door opened up and in stormed a very pissed off Louis and Liam.

“If you come to yell at me there’s no use in it,” I sighed, “I already know I’m a complete and utter jackass.”

“The hell you are,” Liam snapped and I swear I’ve never seen him so upset, “Dani said that she cried herself to sleep last night.”

I frowned hearing that but I knew she wouldn’t want to talk to me after what I had just pulled.

“Mate,” Louis said trying to take a different approach, “What did you tell her?”

“I said and I quote: Go eat all the junk food and get fat and ugly like you were when we were in secondary school! See if I care or anyone for that matter, you’ll just be a nobody like always,” I sighed, “I was just upset and I had word vomit. I had a horrible day and when I got home she was talking to Rob Pattinson and I got jealous and I’m just the worst jackass ever.”

“Go talk to her then,” Liam said and I shook my head.

I knew Kennedy better than that. I knew that if I went and talked to her now that I would be dead.

“I have to let her cool off,” I said, “She’s too upset to talk to. She’ll just cut me off before I even say sorry.”

“Well at least send her a text mate,” Louis said quietly, “You have to at least let her know you’re sorry.”

I sighed knowing Louis was right.

“Okay,” I said grabbing my phone, “but she won’t respond to me.”

I know you don’t want to talk to me but I’m sorry. If you would like to hear my lame excuses as you’ll call them let me know. I’ll be waiting. Love you xHarry

I then sat my phone down on the table and looked over at Liam and Louis who were looking at me with worry.

Kennedy’s POV
It’s been a full day since I’ve talked to Harry. Harry sent me a text earlier in the day saying he was sorry which I knew he was but what he said really did hurt me. My past was something I never liked to relive and him slinging those things in my face was adding salt to a burn and rubbing it in. I made all of the girls go home earlier in the morning because I knew the other boys were worried about them. However I somehow managed to shower and change into some clean clothes though (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=79968580). I then spent most of the day in the spare bedroom crying and wallowing in myself pity. I currently was lying on the couch in my parents’ flat’s living room when my cell phone buzzed. I looked over at the counter to see that James had text me.

How you doing buttercup? xJames

I smiled lightly and replied quickly

I feel like crap :( I at least moved to the living room.

I hit the send button and tried to focus my attention to the cheesy TV show that was on the telly. A few minutes later my phone buzzed again.

Are you sure you don’t want me to go kick his arse? xJames

I laughed lightly at his response and typed a quick response.

Positive. Stay far away from Harry’s flat. I’ll be fine. I just need some alone time. Txt you if I need anything. Love you James.

I then sent the text and curled up back on the couch. I was currently watching a rerun of Skins when I heard a knock on the door. I walked up to the door and looked in the peephole to find Rob standing on the other side. I quickly unlocked the door and opened the door. Rob looked down at me and smiled sadly.

“You look like shit,” he said and I sighed.

“Well hello to you too,” I replied and he smiled lightly.

“Andrea called me,” he said hugging me, “She thought I might cheer you up.”

“Leave to Andrea to meddle,” I said shaking my head, “Would you like something to drink?”

“Water’s fine,” he said following me into the kitchen, “Want to talk about it?”

“Not really,” I muttered.

“I think you should tell me what happened,” he said and I sighed handing him a bottle of water and grabbing a bag of crisps for both of us.

We then walked out into the living room and I went into great detail about our petty little fight over nothing really. I was just guessing that Harry was having a really bad day like I was and we both were never good at not taking it out on someone. I remember when we were growing up if Harry had a bad day at school he was really mean and didn’t talk to anyone. I was the same way. When I was done, I looked up at Rob to see him trying not to laugh.

“Rob it’s not funny,” I said, “I know the fight itself was petty but what he said really hurt me.”

“I know what he said was uncalled for but did you ever think that you both had bad days and I know you take it out on other people without meaning to,” he said and I sighed and mumbled a yes.

Rob smiled lightly at me and I sighed dramatically.

“I hate relationships,” I groaned grabbing a pillow and covering my face with it.

“No you don’t,” Rob said, “If you did you would have become a cat lady by now.”

“Thanks for the confidence booster Rob,” I said looking over the pillow and a grinning Rob.

“No problem love,” he said, “but let’s talk about something else. I would like to catch up with one of my favorite Brits.”

“You’re pushing it Pattinson,” I said laughing.

“There’s that million dollar smile,” he grinned and then we launched into conversation.

We then spent the next three hours just talking and catching up. Rob had just gotten done finishing up a movie called The Rover that he was in and was slowly heading back home to LA. He was making a stop in the UK to see some friends and family before he headed back home. He and Kristen were slowly working things out and I smiled at that news because I was nervous that he would go off the deep end if things didn’t work out. Rob was head over heels for Kristen and if they broke up I knew I was going to have to watch him like a hawk. I then went on about how I decided to open up my own special event planning business here in London and how my life has gotten extremely better since coming home. We were just finishing up on catching up when there was a knock at the door. I stood up and went to answer it to find myself looking at a giant editable boutique of fruit flowers.

“I’m looking for a Kennedy Wilker,” the boy behind the boutique said.

“That’s me,” I said taking it from him and he grabbed a clipboard from behind him.

“If I could have you sign this,” he said and handed me a pen.

I signed it and then handed it back to him.

“Whoever made you cry was and idiot,” he said, “And they’re trying to make it up to you. They should too you’re a really pretty girl.”

“Thanks,” I said blushing at the boy around my age.

“No problem,” he said, “Have a good day.”

“You too,” I smiled and shut the door.

“Well at least Harry remembers you love to eat when you’re depressed,” Rob joked and I lightly punched him in the arm as I took out the card that was attached to it.

I opened the envelope and saw it had a giant cat and looked really sorry. The cat was holding a giant heart that had I’M SORRY in big bold letters. I opened the card and saw Harry’s handwriting.

Kenni,
I know that saying I’m sorry isn’t going to fix everything but I truly am. I should have never said those words to you and I’ve been beating myself up ever since you left. I miss you already and hope you’ll talk to me soon. I figured you’d be eating because your depressed so eat some fruit so don’t get sick or something. I love you Kennedy Mary Wilker. Don’t ever forget that and I’ll always wait for you until you can love me back. Love Harry
I put the card down and wiped the stray tears from my eyes and grabbed the fruit. I walked into the kitchen and sat it down on the isle and looked over at Rob.

“I’m going to talk to him,” I said, “but I still need a couple of days.”

“Good choice,” he said, “Sorry to be rude and inconsiderate but I promised Mum I’d go eat with her. I’ll talk to you soon?”

“Of course Rob,” I said, “I’m always going to be a phone call, text, or skpye date away.”

“Good,” he smiled and then we hugged.

I showed him out and I then started to plan my meeting with Harry.