A Game of Lies

It's always been Juliet's dream to move to London, and after her and her best friend Cassidee finally make it there, she runs into one person she was least expecting. When falling in love with Harry Styles seems to come so easily, Juliet thinks that nothing could go wrong for her. She thinks that she has finally caught a break. Wrong. After getting tangled up in a game of lies, and getting her heart broken, Juliet is left with a huge burden upon her. Will she be able to ever forget her past and be happy again? We she ever get the true love she has been wishing for?

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10. Missing You

Harry’s POV

 

            I honestly never thought that I would ever miss a girl this much. In fact, I don’t think I had ever really been too bent over leaving a girl while the boys and I traveled somewhere. I had only really known Juliet for a little over a month too, I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like when we eventually go on tour again. I really, truly do love her. I don’t exactly think I had thought about it until the words just flew out of my mouth before I could stop myself. Thank god she said it back, I was almost afraid she would think I was taking things too fast by saying it, but I’m glad I did, though my timing may not have been keen in the fact that I now won’t see her for another week.

            The first week had gone by extremely slow, all the promotions, signing, and interviews were boring, and pretty much the same thing every time. The only time I really, truly smiled was when interviewers would ask me about Juliet. After I pretty much confirmed our relationship on twitter all the fans exploded. Of course some were angry, there always were a few, but surprisingly most of them supported us. I think it may be because she’s just a normal girl, and that she used to be a huge fan like them. I love that my fans love Juliet too, it makes me happy when I know she isn’t getting too much hate from them.

            Whenever I was asked anything about Juliet it was pretty much the same question, ‘So Harry, I heard that there may be a new lady in your life, is this true?’ followed by things like, ‘How are the fans taking this?’ and ‘What happens when you guys go back on tour?.’ I answered them all the same, but it always made me smile knowing I had an excuse to talk about her without the guys getting annoyed with me, which seemed to be happening a lot more often the more time went by. It wasn’t my fault, I just couldn’t wait to see her again.

 

 

            “Yeah Harry we get it, Jules is perfect…yippee…” Liam complained to me.

            “Oh Liam just cause you’re all sad doesn’t mean you have to rub it off on all of us,” I said to him.

            “Well just because you have a perfect relationship doesn’t mean you have to rub it in our faces!” Liam was raising his voice now, clearly annoyed.

            “Well I’m sorry you’re just jealous of something you don’t have!” I yelled back, but it wasn’t until I saw his face that I realized that was a huge mistake, “Oh man, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean that Liam,” I apologized. I knew Liam was taking his breakup pretty rough.

            “It’s alright mate, I shouldn’t have snapped at you either,” he replied, a bit bummed out now that I had brought it up.

            “Hey, how bout we do something tonight, haven’t really had a true guys night in a while,” I suggested.

            “Let’s go get some pints!” Niall yelled excitedly, jumping up off the couch.

            “Not really one for drinking Niall,” Liam said, clearly still bummed out.

            “Yeah, and don’t really think getting hammered is the best idea for my,” I chimed in.

            “Oh come on guys!” Niall complained, “It’ll be fun, get our minds off everything going on.”

            “I guess he’s got a point,” I said, “I guess a few drinks won’t hurt anything.

            “That’s the spirit!” Niall cheered, nudging my shoulder, “Come on guys, lets go!” he yelled, heading for the door.

            So we all ended up heading out for drinks, it was all in good fun, but for some reason I had a bad feeling about tonight.

 

 

 

 

Juliet’s POV

 

            It had been a week since Harry had left and a week since he told me that he loved me. The night was still crystal clear in my mind. The way he kissed me, his hands on my waist, the soft music playing in the background. It had been perfect. It was strange not having him around, and I really did miss him, but I had realized how much I had been neglecting Dee. We had pretty much been spending every waking hour together the past week. Whether it be go out and seeing the sights, going shopping, or just sitting in our apartment watching old movies. It was great being able to catch up with her.

           

 

            “So what exactly is going on between you and Niall?” I asked as we ate lunch at Nandos one afternoon.

            She looked down at her food, smiling a little and the mention of Niall, “Well, I don’t really know. We’ve been spending a lot of time together, obviously, but he hasn’t really confirmed anything.”

            “You really like him, don’t you?” I said, nudging her foot under the table.

            She smiled once more, blushing a bit, “He’s a great guy, well more than great actually.”

            “Oh my gosh Dee’s in love!” I joked, elongating love for emphasis.

            “Shut up! I told you, he hasn’t even really said anything about it,” She exclaimed.

            “Have you guys kissed yet?” I asked curiously.

            “Maybe…” she blushed again furiously.

            “Oh I knew it!” I cheered, “You two will be so perfect together!”

            “Jules stop, nothing is even official yet.” she said.

            “I can see it now, you and Niall. You guys could go on romantic dates, and hold hands, and gaze into each others eyes, an-“

            “Jules! Stop!” she yelled.

            “Oh my gosh! We would both have famous boyfriends and go to events together an-“

            “Jules!” I was now laughing at frustrated she was getting, “God I hate you!” she said in frustration.

            “Oh you know you wish it will happen,” I said still laughing.

            “So…” she said looking down at her food again.

            Then we both started laughing at how stupid we were, “Come on love bird lets go home so you fantasize more about Niall,” I said jokingly. She shoved me as we walked back to our apartment, the whole I was joking about her and Niall.

 

            When we got back to the apartment my phone started ringing and I noticed it was a call from Harry, which was strange consider it was about five in the morning where they were at, why would he be calling me?

            “Hello?” I answered, not knowing what to expect.

            “Juliet!” he answered frantically, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to, I just didn’t know what was going on and I swear nothing happened,” Harry began rambling on about something.

            “Woah, woah, woah,” I cut him off, “Harry slow down. What do you mean you’re sorry? What happened?” I was now worried, what was he apologizing about.

            “Well,” he began hesitantly, “The boys and I went out for drinks last night, and I guess I had a little too many, and there was this girl…” Harry paused for a second, “I promise nothing happened, well nothing major. I don’t really remember anything either, I was just missing you so much and…” he stopped talking.

            I was silent for a few seconds, had Harry really already cheated on me? I mean I guess I was expecting it sooner or later. Then again, he had called me right away and told me. It wasn’t like he kept it a secret, and he seemed genuinely sorry, he seemed to really care. I honestly didn’t exactly know what to think.

            After I was silent Harry spoke again, “Juliet I’m really truly sorry, nothing happened I promise. I just wanted you to know so you didn’t hear any rumors.”

            “I know,” I said, “Thank you for telling me, I understand.”

            “Really?” he asked.

            “Yes,” but I wasn’t really sure I did, I wasn’t sure if I forgave him yet, “Hey listen, can we maybe talk when you get back?” I asked.

            “Oh, um, of course,” he seemed a bit worried, or sad.

           “Thank you Harry,” I said, hanging up. I needed a little time to think. I know I really shouldn’t be upset with him, but for some reason I still was. I felt that this was only the beginning, like it would only get worse. It was dumb, I know, I just needed a little time was all, at least I think.

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