~~Alice P.O.V~~ I got off the floor because the boys came up to me and helped me up but once I got in the house I ran up stairs to my room and cried myself to sleep.
~~Harry’s P.O.V~~ I was in my room when my mum walked in
“the boys want to talk to you” “I don’t want to talk to them” I coldly replied.
“Oh well” I heard Louis say.
“I’ll leave you boys alone” My mum said while walking out.
“What do you want?” I said rudely.
“Have you been crying” Niall said looking at my red puffy eyes.
“No” I said sarcastically.
“What do you want” I said still being rude.
“Okay just listen to us Alice isn’t cheating on you” Zayn said.
“But the pic---“ “Harry just listen.”
~~Alice P.O.V~~ I was woken up by someone knocking on the door. The knocking then turn to banging then I heard
“Alice I know you’re in there I heard you stop snoring” It was harry.
“Go away” I yelled.
“NO they boys explained to me I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have believed the paparazzi.” He said sniffling. I walked over and open the door.
“Alice I’m so sorry he said bringing me into a hug.” I motioned him to sit on my bed. He did and I sat in front of him but looked away from his face just because he said sorry didn’t mean everything was going to be alright.
“Are you mad at me?” harry asked. I nodded yes.
“Why” he asked.
“Why! Why!” I started to shout.
“WE BEEN DATING FOR 2 MONTHS ALMOST 3 AND YOU BREAK UP WITH ME CAUSE OF WHAT YOU HEARD. IT’S LIKE YOU DON’T TRUST BE! “I yelled.
“I know I screwed up but I’m sorry I can’t live without you”
“I can’t either but if we’re going to make this relationship work we need to trust each other Okay” he nodded his head.
“Now where goning to tell each other stuff we lied about to one another.”
“Anything we lied about or didn’t tell each other”
“Promise you won’t get mad” I started to worry about what he was going to say.
“Well” he started.
“The first week we started going out I went to a club got drunk and…” He hesitated. I knew where it was going and tears started coming.
“I had sex with a girl I met there”
“Okay” I said sucking up my sadness and anger.
“Really you’re not mad?”
“I promised I wouldn’t get mad, Now my turn.”