Look Before You Fall

This Is My First Fanfic,I Really Hope You Guys Enjoy This :D
It does have cuss words so just a warning ;)
Jess was madly in love with Harry Styles. She had been going through some issues with him. But when Harry asks Jess to open up for One Direction and come on tour with him, she finds out something that broke her heart. She also finds out that she ruined Liam's relationship with his girlfriend but might have started one with her self and Liam. And does she have 2 boys fight over her. Or 3? All Jess knows is,she needs to look before she falls in love...with anyone.

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7. Chapter 7

 

“Harry! Harry Styles!” I shouted, rapping on his dressing room door. “Harry Freaking Styles. Get out here. Right now!”

“Jessie, what are you doing?” Liam asked from behind me. I jumped in surprise, before turning around to look at him. He was, as per usual, clutching his phone. 

“I need to talk to him. Where is he?” I was still fuming from his text message. I was holding Harry’s iPhone in my hand. 

“Are you okay?” he wondered, his voice softening.

“No, I’m not. What a stupid question to ask,” I said, raising my voice. “And I don’t want to talk about it because I know you don’t care about it as much as I care about you.”

“Jess, that’s not fair -“

“No, Liam, it’s incredibly fair! It’s so fair that it’s insane!”

“You’re not making any sense right now,” he replied, concerned. 

“Well, I don’t give a damn! Fuck, where is Harry? Just tell me where he is, and I’ll leave you alone to call your girlfriend!”

I didn’t know why I was just so worked up. Liam getting mad at me really just set me off into a bad mood. And then, me finding Harry’s phone just sent my emotions into a spinning vortex, which made me get mad at Liam for making me feel bad.

“I-I don’t know where he is,” he said, faltering. “Look, do you want to talk about what’s wrong?”

“No! Because you don’t care.”

I simply shook my head and walked away. I needed to just find Harry. He’s the only person who could tell me the truth. No one else knew. 

“Jess?” someone said from behind. I recognized the voice. Of course, it was Niall. I continued walking, pretending like I couldn’t hear him. “Jessie!”

I stopped. Well, since Niall decided to shout, obviously I heard him. “Not now, Niall.”

“Are you okay?” he asked.

Why do people keep asking me that? I’m not smiling, in fact, smoke might as well be pouring out of my ears - I’m that angry. I kept walking away from him. “Yeah, just peachy.”

“Please, just tell me what’s wrong. Maybe I can help.”

“Fine.” I sighed, giving into him. I often gave into Niall - he was just so innocent, you didn’t want to hurt him. It was hard to even give him the cold shoulder. Even after Niall interfered and asked to do the duet with me, I still forgave him. Something told me he had good intentions. 

“Okay, good.”

“Tell me who Isabella is.” I looked at him, straight in the eye. Confusion covered his face.

“I have absolutely no idea. I don’t know an Isabella.”

“Does Harry?”

“I don’t think so,” he said, shaking his head. “I’ve never heard him talk about her before.”

I was officially perplexed. If the boys didn’t know about Isabella, and Harry didn’t talk about her to them, and I have never heard of her before…who was she? Was she a one night stand kind of thing? And who even knows if they did anything! 

“Okay,” I replied, softly. “Because she texted him saying thanks for the great night and to find him if he ever felt lonely.”

Saying out loud triggered something inside of me. I started to cry, and Niall looked shocked. Tears began rolling down my cheeks and I put my head in my hands. 

“Jess,” he said, gently. “Don’t worry. You don’t even know if they did anything. And if they did, then he’s an idiot. A douche bag. How could anyone ever do that to you? You’re way too incredible.”

Wow. Wow, did he just say that? Did Niall just call me incredible. I lifted my head and looked into his eyes. “Do you think so?”

I allowed myself to get swallowed into those bright blue eyes. They were so beautiful. I put my head on his shoulder.

“Not just think. I know how amazing you are. And he knows too. To take advantage of that would be, like, unforgivable,” he responded. I smiled, slightly, still resting my head. He put his arm around me.

“Thanks Niall. You’re one of the most sweetest boys I’ve ever met,” I told him. 

There was a moment of silence, and I could tell he was thinking about something. Adding something up in his mind.

“Jess, can I tell you something?” he asked. 

“Sure…” I replied, uncertainly.

“Okay, look I’m not sure how to say this and I know how wrong this is going to sound. But, ever since I saw you I -“

But, I never found out what he was going to say. I heard a voice behind me. And this time it was Harry.

“Jess, what are you doing?” 

I noticed Niall’s arm was around me and my face was inches away from his. Wow, this must look pretty bad.

“Niall was just comforting me,” I said.

“Really, it looked a lot more than just comforting to me,” he answered, testily. “Seriously, how am I going to trust you?”

I was about to apologize, when I realized how angry I was at him. How I shouldn’t be the one apologizing when I was the one furious with him, with substantial evidence. I should be the one questioning my trust.

“Me? What about you? I found your phone on the ground, and you got a text message. From Isabella.” I crossed my arms across my chest. I longed for him to say Isabella was his cousin and it was just a friendly text and I was reading it all wrong.

“What? You looked at my phone?” he asked, defensively.

“Yes, okay? But, I wasn’t snooping! The phone vibrated when I picked it up and your message showed up. She said she had an amazing night. What the hell does that mean?”

“You definitely were snooping!”

“Harry, I wasn’t! And it doesn’t matter! The message was still there. Don’t make me feel bad about looking. I wouldn’t have to feel bad if it weren’t there! Who the hell is she? And tell me what she meant?”

“I…”

“And no more excuses, Harry. Just tell me the truth.”

He looked at me, sadly. His eyes were guilty, as he shoved his hands in his pockets. I stared at him, waiting for an explanation. My heart beat quickly, as I wished and wished that he had a valid excuse. But, the more the silence the more I let go of my hope.

“Okay, the truth,” he said, taking a deep breath.

I waited, the silence unbearable. I felt Niall watching us, folding his arms across his chest. I looked over at him. 

“Do you know?” I asked Niall. He just looked away and at Harry, and they exchanged a knowing glance. Harry glared at him, but didn’t say a thing. “You know, Niall. Don’t you?”

No one said anything, and the boys just stared at each other. I shook my head and looked back at Harry.

“Harry, I want the truth.”

He looked at me, swallowing a lump that formed in his throat. He looked down at the floor, as if saying it to my face would be impossible.

“The truth is…I slept with her.”

“I’m sorry, you what?” I said, trying to keep my cool. Oh, what the hell am I saying? I was far from cool, and Harry and Niall knew it. I was about ready to explode with frustration anger. Slept? As in had sex? 

“Jessie, I’m sorry - it was one night and it meant nothing.”

“Harry, not a good enough excuse,” I said, shaking my head. “Not at all. How could you do this to me? You know how much I love you. How hard it was not being with you when you were on the show or away recording your new album.”

“It was hard for me too! I felt so lonely, you don’t even know. Jess, I love you more than words can explain -“

“Then, you wouldn’t have slept with her! I was lonely. But, you don’t see me sleeping around with another guy! It’s unforgivable, Harry. You didn’t even have the decency to break up with me first,” I said, tears filling my eyes. What was wrong with me? I needed to stay strong.

“No, it meant nothing! Please, believe me. It was stupid - I was drunk and so was she. Last night was stupid and I can’t even remember it. Please, you have to believe me!” he begged, stepping closer to me.

All I could do was fold my arms across my chest and take a step backwards. “Good to know that when we first had sex, it didn’t mean as much to you. Harry, don’t you know how special it was for me? And I wasn’t ready for so long. And seeing you do it with any random person hurts. Okay? It hurts too much!”

“Please, you know that you mean everything to me! It was special to me too,” he answered, placing his hands on my shoulders. “Please, Jessie, believe me!”

I looked at him. Those eyes that had deceived me countless times before. I saw nothing but sincerity, however, that’s what I always saw. Maybe I was just too blind to see anything else.

“No, I can’t,” I said, shaking my head. I stepped away from his grasp. “I don’t think I can do this.”

“No, Jessie - please, I promise. I promise I’ll get better!”

I just shook my head and turned around.

I walked into the nearest dressing room, not bothering to look at what room it was. I plopped myself down on the couch and just began to cry. Tears rolled down my cheeks, but it felt good to get all the frustration out. 

“Jess?” I heard Liam’s voice. I looked up, wiping my eyes. 

“What?” I asked.

“Are you okay?” he wondered, sitting beside me. I shook my head, before he put his arm around me and rubbed my back. “Shhh, it’s okay.”

“It won’t be okay. God, Harry cheated on me,” I explained. The tears started coming faster. “He told me he loved me, but he slept with someone else. But, I…still love him. Is that crazy?”

“No, it’s not,” he said, soothingly. I smiled, comforted. Then, I realized I had given Liam shit about still loving his girlfriend after what she had done to him. I was such an awful person for doing that. 

“I feel terrible for giving you such a hard time. All you wanted to hear was that it wasn’t crazy to love someone who hurt you…and I just made you feel worse. And I’m so, so sorry. Liam, I feel so awful.”

I just felt the tears come on faster, as I leaned into him and cried. I couldn’t help it. I hated when people saw me at my most vulnerable state. Just showing people my weaknesses was not something I was fond of. Yet, here I was…crying into someone’s shoulder. Someone I had just gotten to know well a couple weeks ago.

“It’s not your fault, Jessie. Not at all.” He was being so nice. “I just broke up with my girlfriend.”

“No!” I said, sitting up. “No, that’s all my fault! I made you do that! I can’t believe it. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that to you at all. Call her! Go get her back.”

“No, no it’s fine. You helped me. I found out she didn’t just have sex with him. They were having some sort of affair. He had a girlfriend,” he explained. “Turns out she wasn’t as apologetic as she said she was.”

“I’m so sorry,” I said, engulfing him into a hug. “You must feel crushed.”

“I do,” he said, nodding. “But, I’m trying to keep it together. It’s hard. But, now that I know we’re in this together - I feel better.”

I smiled at him. “You’re so sweet.”

I looked into his eyes, and he looked into mine. Damn it. Everything that has happened made me feel so shitty and I felt so crappy. I just needed to take my mind off of everything. And Liam was right there, being so nice and sincere. He helped me feel better, and everything in my mind melded together. 

He seemed to be thinking the same thing because before I knew it - he kissed me and I kissed him. 

It was nice to have someone who cared about me here with me. He made me feel so much better.

Every bad occurrence that had happened started to slip from my mind, until I had almost forgotten about it.

That was, until I heard the door swing open with a sudden bang against the wall. We both jumped apart, and looked towards the door.

My stomach dropped, as I saw the person fold their arms crossly, before speaking angrily.

“I can’t believe you.”

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