An Unexpected Turn

I spent the night at Harry's because I knew that today I had to go back to Portland. We spent all night fucking pretty much. I could never get enough of him.

"Babe, do you have to go?" he asks me as I'm getting dressed to head to the hotel.
"Yes, I have to go home."
"Will you visit next weekend?"
"I'll see if I can, Harry."
"Or you could move to LA." he says while wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I wish but I'd go broke! Besides my school is in Portland." he then gives me the cutest pouty face I've ever seen. He drove me crazy.

-.-.-

I felt a huge relief as I stepped foot into our apartment. It had been a crazy weekend and being home gave me a sense of normalcy. I dropped my bags onto my bed and head back to the kitchen for a snack. As I'm rummaging the fridge, I hear Hannah's footsteps approach me.

"Ok, Mel, you have to tell me what the fuck is going on. Don't think I don't notice." I grab an orange juice from the fridge before turning to face Hannah.
"Hannah, I'm a mess."
"Tell me everything."
"Well, things with Harry started good. You know how much I like him. Then I had to break it to Niall who thought we could just go back to being a couple. So he got super mad, I came back here and can you guess who showed? Niall. Who then proceeded to fuck my brains out. All while I was enjoying it."
"WHAT?!" Hannah exclaims. It was too much info to take in.
"Oh just wait for it. When I went to Harry's yesterday, Niall was there!" Hannah's eyes widen. "He said he was moving on, which is great. But then when he left he text me that he would wait for me When I got bored with Harry!"
"Oh, wow. That was worse than I thought. Well, who do you really want?"
"Harry! Or.. Niall... I don't know... Fuck."

-.-.-

Even though Harry wanted me to visit on the weekend, I wasn't able to. He was understanding and said he was going out with Louis. I agreed but I got jealous at the thought of Harry going out alone.

Saturday morning, I laid in bed going over the syllabus for the French class I was taking during the summer. My phone then sounds and when I pick it up I see a message notification from Niall. I smile flashes across my face.

Niall: Good morning my ray of sunshine. I miss you, love.

I wasn't going to lie, I missed him as well.

Melanie: Good morning. How are you?
Niall: I'm pretty lonely without you. Right now I'm on my way to group therapy. I wasn't lying about getting better about my drinking.
Melanie: Wow, I'm so happy for you. Make me proud!
Niall: I love you, Melanie. Don't forget you're mine.
Melanie: Niall... I'm with Harry.
Niall: Yeah, but you had sex with me anyway.
Melanie: That was a mistake.
Niall: Was it, really? Did you not like my kisses? The way I made you scream?
Melanie: Stop, Niall.
Niall: Ok, ok fine. I will see you soon, Mel.

Great, now I'm all flustered.

-.-.-

It is now Tuesday and Harry hasn't called or texted all weekend. It was really bumming me out but I knew he must be busy. He told me on Friday that he was meeting with some people about doing a movie on Monday. I hope it went well.

I walk into the living room where Hannah is sitting reading a magazine.
"Whatcha reading, buttercup?" I say sitting next to her.
"Cosmo's ridiculous sex tips. Some other magazine subscriptions came today, too" Hannah says pointing to the coffee table.

I grab the stack to search for my favorite gossip magazine. The very first one of the stack was a bridal magazine. I give a playful side eye to Hannah.
"You subscribed to a bridal magazine?"

She shrugs and laughs.

That's when I see it. My heart sank to my stomach. My thoughts raced. I'm pretty sure I stopped breathing.
"HARRY STYLES WILD WEEKEND: Plus his recent breakup, his new girl, and the future of One Direction."

To accompany this headline is a picture of Harry on a yacht with his arm around a blonde.
"What's wrong, Mel? You're white as a ghost!" Hannah says concerned. She sits up to look at the magazine in my hand. "I'll kill that motherfucker!"
"Hannah, no... Just..." I exhale trying to calm myself. I was shaking now.
"Mel, maybe it's not even true. You know those magazines are always lying."
"Yeah... Maybe.." I open the magazine to the article where more pictures are plastered. Harry at a club and more on the yacht. The blonde appeared in both places.

This is karma biting me in the ass.

I throw the magazine on the coffee table and head to my room. I didn't want to see anymore. As soon as I close my door I let the tears flow, sobbing uncontrollably

Notes

Doing more than one update today. :)