Loving You Harry Styles

This story is about a teenage girl living her dream with her best friend she had a thing for a guy Called Harry Styles and since the day she met him her life has never been the same..... read this story to find out how beth and harry get on .....


11. Breaking Down (2/2)

They were kissing, right in front of my face. My phone dropped to the floor. I quickly picked it up and ran away, as fast as I could. 'BETH I heard that cheater scream in my direction. I couldn't even stand hearing his voice. He had no excuses now. I hate him. I had just said he was the best boyfriend ever. I take it back. He's the worst. He's just playing with me and Perrie. I stopped running once they could no longer see me. I let myself fall, knees hitting the ground. The tears streamed down my face. I never thought he would do this to me. I was so naive. He had been so good to me these last days. I didn't understand what he saw in that bitch. He could have at least kissed her somewhere where I couldn't see. I was discusted. I just felt like vomiting. I called my mum to come and get me. I waited in the cold, alone. When suddenly, I felt someone come from behind. It was Harry. 'Beth, I can explain' 'Fucking hell Harry. What are you doing here?' 'She kissed me. I wasn't in it for anything. I love you, not her.' 'Just save it okay? I'm sick of you lying to me. Was our love a big lie? Is that it? Well go back to your bitch then. I don't want you anymore. I hate you.' I can't believe I had just said that. I didn't hate him. I loved him. But he broke me. Tore my heart to pieces. How could he even dare talky to me again? He took me by the shoulders and obliged me to look at him. I turned away. His grip got stronger and stronger when he shaked me about to get my attention. Tears fell down my face once again. 'Beth. Won't you just listen to me?' He was holding me really tight. His nails sunk into my skin and hurt me. 'Harry. Let go of me. You're hurting me' 'No. Beth. I don't want to lose you okay?' His voice was now trembling. I looked away. I couldn't look into that boy's eyes. He was still holding me as tight as before. It hurt so much. 'Harry get off of her' A familiar voice screamed behind me. It was my mum. She pushed him away and grabbed me by the arm. She took me to the car where she sat me down in it. The tears were still coming down. I had never cried this much since my brother's death. I looked over to Harry. He was just sitting on the ground, still in shook. He looked up at me and then looked back down at the ground. He looked confused. But he shouldn't be. He was the one who decided to get me in all this and he was the one kissing Perrie. My mum wiped my tears away and gave me a warm hug to calm me down. 'Want to talk about it?' 'No' I did want to tell her. Just not now. I hadn't taken it in yet. The rest of the car trip was silent. I needed to think. But the only image I had in mind was that kiss between them. Did he really pull back after like he said he did? Or was he just lying again? What did I do to deserve this? I know I just gotta let it go. I should've know that he was still a flirt. But then, that image of him on the ground. He really did seem confused. Like it wasn't his fault. But it was. It was all his fault. He had done the exact same thing to Perrie with me. How could he?

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