New Life

Maddie's terrifying past is behind her, she's ready to start a new perfect life with her boyfriend Harry, and best friends Zayn and Louis. She's happy, free, relaxed, and in love. Will a simple mistake ruin everything for her future? Will a simple 5 minuets change her life forever?
*Sequel to 'Remembering Katy Perry'. You might have a hard time following along if you haven't read the first book, so check it out(:*


7. The Truth

Maddie's Pov 

"Listen. What happened between us was nothing, understand? Nothing will ever happen between us again." 

I step away from the door, trying to absorb everything I just heard. Him and Louis were talking about a girl Harry's had or has been talking to, and Zayn was involved to. 

Could that guy be right? Is Harry really cheating on me? Already? We've only been dating a few weeks, why now? Am I not good enough? Scratch that, I know I'm not good enough for him. 

I feel a pain start in my lower stomach and slowly rise, consuming me. It slides its way up through my body, a deep, heart wrenching pain, so full of emotion it physically hurts. 

The only way I can describe it is black. A blackness that engulfs, squeezes, and crushes everything in my body, targeting my tender heart. Stopping at nothing to make sure I'm left gasping for breath, begging for it to stop. 

"Fuck you." 

Harry's near shout followed by a huge thud snaps me out of my thoughts. Who was he just talking to? Was it her? The girl he was talking to Louis about? 

I need to know. I need to know whats going on. 

I gently tap the door with my knuckles, making sure its loud enough for him to hear. 


It's hardly louder than a whisper, but it's all I can muster up. I place my forehead against the door, head beginning to throb, waiting anxiously for a reply. What if he doesn't want to talk? What if he just ignores me? 

"Yeah, uhm, yeah it's me."

A small wave of relief washes through me, but doesn't last long. Listening to his voice was bitter-sweet. He's not ignoring me, but he sounds so tense and nervous and guilty, it's like he's a whole different person. 

The blackness moves up a little more, and air seems to get thinner. It's not even a question anymore, something is going on with Harry. Something that shouldn't be. Something I need to find out. 

"Can I come in?" 

My voice is a little louder than before, with a little more confidence, but not much. I close my eyes, still resting on the door, and wait for his reply, ready to walk in at any second. 

"Uh, hold on, love." 

I resist the urge to barge in anyway, and tentatively take a step away from the door. What if he is cheating? Then what, Maddie? You left everything to go with him. You have nothing in England. Maybe stay with Zayn for a night, get a job, and figure out how to live with out Harry. 

The door flies open as the tears flood my eyes. How much can one person go through in a month? I mean, I've nearly been killed, twice, had a nervous breakdown, been terrorized by fans, had to leave everything I've ever known, been hit on by a jack ass, causing Harry to yell at me, and now this? In what world is this fair?

I've never done anything to deserve this! I'm a good, loving, caring person! Sure I have moments of meanness, but overall I'm a nice person! Why does all this happen to me? 

"Maddie, whats the matter?" 

I look up at him and what little hope I had left of him not cheating leaves my body, along with all my energy and will to try and fight for him. 

There's no use. Look at him. He's gorgeous, funny, talented, caring, charismatic, nice, and so much more. Then look at yourself. Kathy was right, fucking fat and ugly. Why would Harry ever want you? 

I feel arms enclose around me and gently but firmly back out of the embrace. I glance up and Harry's stricken with hurt. Its written all over his perfect face. 

I've clearly hurt him by walking out of his hug.

'Way to go, dumb fuck. Your really going to mess things up with the only person on earth that might love you.' 

The little voice screams the horrible, but true, words over and over in my head, only making the throbbing increase. 

"What's goi-" 

"Who were you just talking to, Harry?" I ask, a little spark in my voice.

He takes a step back and a look of pure panic washes over his face, then he attempts to hide it. 

"How much did you hear" he demands.

I pick at my nails as I try to decide how much I should tell him. If I tell him I just heard him say 'fuck you' then we can move on and forget this happened. But I don't want to forget. I want to know what's going on. 

"I heard the texts, and something about Zayn. Then you were talking to someone else and you didn't sound happy."

He sighs and runs his hands through his curls, not attempting to make eye contact. 

"Maddie.." he says nothing more and looks at everything but me. I wait for him to continue, but he says nothing. After what feels like minuets of silence I find my voice, now stronger and more demanding. Thank God to, because I feel like I'm ready to collapse. 

"Harry. Tell me what's going. I don't care how horrible it is. I want to know."

He looks up and his beautiful, normally loving and tender and care free eyes are filled with pain and guilt and. Seeing him so hurt makes me want to pull him in my arms and tell him to forget everything, pretend this never ever happened. 

He took a deep breath to steady himself and I hold my breath, waiting for him to tell me what he needs to. Oh God, he is cheating. He really is. 

"I-I... God, I don't even know how to say it.." 

"Please, Harry.." I whisper defeated, not daring to say anything else. 

"P-Perrie and I.. We.. hooked up a couple months ago." 

I feel my heart swell and the blackness subside. That's it? He had hooked up with Perrie before we even met? I can't even be mad about that! 

I jump towards him and wrap my arms around him, nuzzling my face in the crook of his neck. I couldn't be happier! He wasn't cheating! 

"You had me so scared! I thought you were cheating on me! I love you, Harry!" 

Harry's Pov 

"You had me so scared! I though you were cheating on me! I love you, Harry!" 

What the fuck have I done. Why didn't I tell her the truth about Perrie and I? Well, I kind of did. I'm so entirely fucked. 

"I love you too, Maddie.." 
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