42. Chapter fourty two
The interview had come on now, and I was watching intently. "So, who is single?" The blonde interviewer asked. Liam raised his, and unexpectedly, Harry did too. "What the hell?" I said aloud. I turned the volume up. "laides and gentleman, Harry Styles, and Liam Payne are single and ready to mingle." She winked at the camara, and Harry started flirting with the interviewer. This enraged me. I stood up, and had decided that I was'nt going to talk to HArry when he got home. I was going to ignore him. A few hours later, Harry walked in, and I was sitting on the couch. I stood up, acting like nothing was wrong, and walked right past him. "Paige, are you ok?" I couldnt stand it anynmore. Even though it had only ben a few seconds, I yelled at him. "I dont know Harry. Am I not good enough to be seen with the famous HArry Styles? Am I not pretty enough, skinny enough? I know one thing Harry, im definately not your girlfriend, and I obviously never was." I glared at him, as he stood there shocked at my loud ness. "Paige- I was told- I mean, I didnt want- UGH!" He groaned. I rolled my eyes, and pushed him out of my flat's door. "Goodbye Harry." He stuck his foot in the door. "Paige, I love you. I was told to do that. I never wanted to hurt you. I dont want you to get hated on by the fans either. Im so so sorry Paige. Please?!?" He begged. "I said, please dont ever hurt me. i never wanted you to hurt me. I never had a boyfriend because i didnt want drama, but i liked you so much, that i gave you a chance. That was obviously a mistake." I slammed the door.
God dammint I didnt want to do that. Management ruined this for me. I actually loved her. She was different. She was serious too. I punched the wall outside of her appartment. "Fuck" I yelled. I drove to Jamie's apartment, maybe she could fix things...