Last Chance At Forever

NON FAMOUS: Rhiannon. Torn between two guys. Her boyfriend of almost 5 years, Harry, & his best mate Zayn. Forced to choose. Who will she pick her childhood best friend, or her man on the side? Will Harry find out about Rhiannon's secrets?


10. Betrayal


My eyes shot open and I sat up in my bed. It was seven in the morning and then sun was gleaming in through my window. I was just hearing things. Nobody would be at my house at seven in the morning. I laid back down and tried to go back to sleep.


I got up out of my bed and limped to the door. My ankle was still bothering me. I opened the door and was blinded by the sunlight. It was Harry. I could tell by his brown curly hair. He pushed his way in my flat and gave me a hug. But this hug was different. It was like a hug you would give your grandmother, not like his usual warm embrace. 

He grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the couch, where I sat down beside him. He put his arm around me and kissed me on the cheek.

I felt guilty. Thoughts of being with Zayn kept wandering through my mind. How could Harry still be caring for me after last night. I practically ruined the night after he tried to please me. 

"Harry," I said softly. His green eyes looked deep into mine.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. Its all I could say. This guilt was eating me alive. 

"You didn't do anything," He said. He took his arm off of me and started playing with his thumbs.

"Are you kidding me?" I said. "I ruined our date last night and I was nothing but a pure bitch."

"Rhiannon, don't say that."

"Why? Its true and you know it. But you know what, I'm tired of this Harry. Why can't you understand that I want something real?" I said getting up from the couch. I had regretted what I said already.

Harry stood up behind me and grabbed my arm. His eyes weren't sparkly. Suddenly they looked fierce. I'd never seen this look from him, and quite frankly, I didn't want to see it again. He pulled me around to where I was facing him.

"Rhiannon. I gave you everything you could possibly want. What more am I supposed to give you?" He said almost yelling.

"You give me everything! Thats the problem. Everything with you is like something you see in a movie and thats not what I want anymore! I want a real relationship!" I said fiercely.

"Well I don't know if I want a relationship with you at all now Rhiannon." He said calming down. "You don't appreciate everything I give to you obviously. Maybe we should take a break for a bit."

"Whatever Harry. Just leave," I said taking off my ring and handing it to him. "I still love you."

"Funny way of showing it," He said with tears in his eyes. I could tell that I really hurt him.

He quietly shut my door as I walked into my bedroom and sat down on my bed. Tears started streaming down my face. All of my emotions were piling up on me and I didn't know how to handle it. I loved Harry. I really did but he doesn't understand. Yes I love that he gives me everything, but its only cause he's rich. I just want to be treated like a normal girl and not a princess. 

Zayn treated me like a normal human being. He did sweet things for me like the night we went on the yacht, but he never went over the top. 

I regretted what I said to Harry more and more as time went on. I knew how much I hurt him. I could see it. He wasn't smiling anymore. I just hope I didn't burn this last bridge with him. I think a break will do us good. I think it will make us only stronger than we were. 

I picked up my phone and dialed Zayn. It had been almost a week since I had heard his voice and I missed it. I hadn't looked into his hazel eyes or seen his smile in too long. The phone rang but there was no answer. I just got voicemail. He was still ignoring me after the incident at the mall. I got up from my bed and went into my bathroom to try to make myself a little more presentable considering I had mascara running down my face. 

I grabbed my keys and walked out to my car. I was going to see Emeli. I needed some girl time with her. She could help me get through this rough patch, I knew she could. I think all I need right now is just someone to talk to. 

I arrived at her apartment and walked up to the door. I knocked on the red door 3 times. No answer. Maybe she wasn't home. I grabbed her key out of my purse and opened the door. I had a key to her place considering how close we were.

"Hello," I said. There was no response.

I walked to the back bedroom and opened the door. Tears started rolling down my face again. There she was. In bed with Zayn. 


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