4. Missing Him
I clicked through the channels getting frustrated at the lack of good shows. "And popcorn for my lady. And ice cream for me." Len smiled and plopped down on the couch next to me. "Wanna bowl with that?" I giggled under my breath. He chuckled and snatched the remote from my leg. I decided not to fight for it. "So Harry, how are you and Jordan?" I heard a lady ask Harry. I slowly looked up at the tv and saw Harry's sad face. A pain in my stomach began as a tear rolled down his cheek. I covered my mouth as my own sobs were beyond controlling. He shook his head and covered his face with his hands. Without thinking I snatched my phone up and dialed his number. I watched the tv screen as he looked at his phone. "Styles answer the phone." I grumbled as I watched him stare at his phone with a scared/hurt look. He finally answered the phone. "Jordan?" He ducked his head. "I love you so much. Words can't even describe my feelings for you. You mean everything to me. I will not and never did cheat on you. You're my life. I love you Harry Edward Styles." I quickly hung up the phone and threw it at Len. Harry slowly pulled the phone away from his ear. He looked straight at the camera. "I love you, Jordan." He than got up and walked off camera. I miss him. I miss his smile. I miss his arms. I miss his voice.