~ Harry's P.O.V. ~
I woke up next to Christina, she was still sleeping. We were face to face. I looked back at the clock next to me, it was 4 in the morning.
I laid my arm around her waist, trying my best to not wake her up. I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep.
Well ,since I couldn't go back to sleep, I started thinking about things.
Like my job.
Which reminds me, I had to go on tour next week! Which meant that I couldn't see Christina for 3 months.
Well, at least we can still Skype and call each other. But it just won't be the same. I felt Christina moving her arm a bit. She mumbled a few words in her sleep. I think she was having a nightmare.
"Harry.. just stop.. leave.. me.. alone.. I hate you.."
Oh my god.
What was she even dreaming about?
I saw a tear running down her cheek. I nudged her shoulder slightly and wiped the tear off her cheek with my index finger. She immediately woke up from her nightmare.
"Harry, what happened?" She asked, sitting up and panting quickly.
"You had a nightmare. I didn't want you to say those things anymore.." I said, the words fading slowly as I went on.
She looked at me with a confused look on her face. "What was I saying?" She asked. My cheeks flushed and I felt my heart sank, thinking about the things she had mumbled before.
"Nothing. Let's just go back to sleep, babe." I told her. She looked at me and stared deeply into my eyes, knowing I was lying to her.
~ Christina's P.O.V. ~
I woke up and saw Harry still sleeping by my side right in front of me. I got out of bed, trying my best not to wake him up, and then went downstairs to the kitchen. I saw Liam in there in the kitchen, making coffee.
"Good morning, love." He said, smiling up at me. "Would you like some coffee?"
"No, thank you. I don't really drink coffee, but thanks."
I sat down on the couch and got my phone out of my pocket. I logged onto Twitter and saw a couple of tweets about Harry on my timeline.
"@The1D411: Harry Styles has been seen kissing a lovely female a few days ago.. but isn't he already taken?"
Below the tweet, was a picture. Of Harry.
Kissing a girl.
A girl who looked a lot like Ava.
I started crying onto a pillow. I then heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
He looked at me and then at my phone, which was still on Twitter.
"Babe, it's not what it looks like!" He said.
"OH REALLY? You're NOT cheating on me with Ava; the girl who bullied me since ELEMENTARY SCHOOL?" I yelled, standing up and opening the door to the apartment.
"Babe, She kissed ME! I told her to stop!" He yelled, running after me.
"Yeah right, Harry." I said, leaving the apartment.
Harry caught up to me and tugged on my shoulder, leaving me face to face with him.
"Please believe me, baby!"
"Just Stop, Harry. Leave me alone. I hate you." Those last three words burned in my mouth after I had said them. I walked away, turning around and seeing him just standing there, dumbfounded.