Do I Frighten You? 2

“Hi?” I said with a slight frown.

“Yes, is Harry in?” She said with a smile.

I didn't say anything for a moment, just looked at her, I never seen her before around here. Maybe it was one of Harry's friends.

I walked back towards the room, and then nudges on Harry. “Hey, someone is at the door for you.”

“Who?” He said, his eyes still screwed shut.

“I don't know, some girl.” I said, shrugging and then that is when his eyes shot open and he got up.

I followed him out the room and to the door. “What are you doing here?”

Harry's pov

What was she doing here? She had to get out of here, she shouldn't be here.

“I just seen your car here and So I decided to come by, cute friend you have there.” She smiled.

“Wife.” I corrected her.

Her nodded with a smile. “I haven't seen her around here.”

“Who is she?” Amelia butted in.

“She is no one, she was just going.” I said looking back at Sasha, she was there when Louis and I were getting drunk she was one of the girls that partied with us, and she was always wanting me she didn't leave me alone at all. I let her lead us on too. I was drunk.

“Harry.” Sasha said, her eyes wide. “I just got here, the decency you should have for me just like you did when I was here that night.” She spoke.

Fuck she was playing games, I looked back at Amelia who was looking up at me, I shook my head. “It isn't what it looks like.”

She shook her head and then backed up and then she was gone, she had went into the bathroom.

I looked back at Sasha and then I sighed.

“Look at what you did.” I said, raising my voice.

“Do you think I can get Louis' number?” She said with a smile.

“No! Get off my property.” I said getting mad, I was till tired too.

She smirked before walking away and then I slammed the door.

“Amelia, please open the door.” I said banging on the door.

I didn't hear anything but sobs. I felt bad, she heard me wrong. I knocked on the door again and there wasn't an answer.

Amelia's pov

I didn't know what to do, Harry cheated on me, How could he do that to me, I thought he loved me. Am I pretty enough. I looked at myself in the mirror and then sighed. I wiped my eyes and moved my hair in my face. I balled my fist and then threw my crutches across the bathroom and then broke down.

No wonder he would do that to me, I don't like the fact that he did that to me. I don't like that he did that and that made me feel horrible that he actually did that, Honestly. I was hurt, I heard him knocking on the door, I could feel him right that and I know that he was going to say something about it and I did want to say something about it but then again I didn't because, I didn't want to find out the more trust of everything because I know that it was going to be hard for me to get it off my mind, But I also have to listen to his side of the story.

I know that I wasn't going to like that but then again I knew that I was going to have to get over it and listen to his story because I know it is right thing to do.

I know that it was going to be difficult, but he is my husband, and he is banging on the door, asking for me to come out so he has something to say and hopefully that isn't just sorry hopefully it is something more, like an explanation.

I breathe slowly in and then stood up, pushing myself from off the wall. And then slowly walked towards the door and then opened it to see Harry looking at me, his eyes wide.

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