Unlikely Beginning

"I have nothing to say to you." I said walking past him to unlock the door. 

"Please just listen for a minute..." He tried to touch me but I couldn't let him. I took a step back immediately. I felt as if the slightest touch from Harry and I'd shatter into a million pieces right in front of him. There was no way I could explain to him how much pain he had instilled in me. The amount of anger still radiating in my body. My fingers curled up into a tight fist, I didn't even realize how tight until I saw that my nails had dug into the palm of my hand. 

"Why the fuck would I do that for? So you can tell me that you had drank too much and that you couldn't control what you were doing? Save it Harry! I don't give a fuck. Don't waste your precious time." He flinched, stunned by the amount of profanity spilling out of my mouth. But I honestly didn't care at that moment. It hurt that he'd try and kiss another girl. I became so vulnerable with him and he hurt me the way I knew he would. "So just leave like you're suppose to and don't bother contacting me again." 

"No I am not leaving till you listen to me!" I had nothing more to say. I took a step forward and unlocked the front door. He followed behind before I could shut it. 

"I didn't mean what I did! I wasn't going to kiss her. You stopped me by slapping me Heather, I was drunk and I'm a fuck up." 

"That's your excuse?" I slammed the front door shut. 

"I was jealous by that Kyle or whatever his name is. The way you looked at him pissed me off!!" He was only a few feet away from me but by that point he minus well had been up in my face. "What was I suppose to do?"

"So help me god Harry if you bring Kyle into this!" 

"Oh you don't think I know?" He got louder. "I know you were with him today, let me remind you that paparazzi keep tabs on you! THEY TOOK PICTURES." How did he manage to see pictures? I was just out with Kyle a few hours ago and they already had pictures surfing the web? 

I had lost my privacy, "get out." Harry looked at me confused, he had just yelled at me and I sounded as calm as ever. I walked over to open the front door and stood there. "We're done." 

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I was still upset about Harry's little visit. He didn't make the situation any of it better by stopping by, he only made me hate him more. I ached just thinking about it but that was the only thing going through my mind. I tried to push the memory back as far as I could but somehow it kept coming back to me. 

My appetite was shit. I couldn't even drink the water that had been sitting beside me on the coffee table for about two hours now. Heartache was the worst and I definitely wasn't getting used to it. I just wanted Mackenzie to be home already, she always made me feel better and right now I needed to feel better. My eyelids started to feel heavy. I was falling asleep but I was determined to wait up for Mackenzie. It felt like a year just before I nearly fell asleep she walked in the door.

I saw that she was crying. "You okay?" She shook her head no and I shut the door dragging her over to the couch. We both collapsed into the large blanket I was recently wrapped in. 

"I drove out of state..." my eyes widened as she continued. "Usually when things get back I drive till I feel better...but I didn't feel better Heather." She was sobbing hard. All I I wanted to do was tell her not to cry except we both knew that was nearly impossible right now. Plus sometimes you needed to cry. 

Sleep soon found us both. Mackenzie cried herself to sleep and I was determined to be strong. Today I wasn't going to work, I was going to spend my day cheering up my best friend. I knew the perfect person to call to come over and make us laugh. I went to change and make myself somewhat decent. Then I pulled my phone off my charger ignoring all my text and missed called, quickly going to my contacts and called Kyle. If anyone could make us laugh it would be him. 

About ten minutes passed when the door bell rang and I called for Mackenzie to answer it. When I got downstairs I saw Kyle, Mackenzie and another guy. Who was extremely cute if you asked me. 

"Hey!" Kyle seemed happy.

"You called Kyle?" Mackenzie asked. 

"Yes. Mopping around isn't going to do us any good so get ready we leave soon." I was still halfway down the stairs when Mackenzie started up, she grabbed my arm dragging me back up. When we were in her room she shut the door behind us. 

"Oh my god! His friends cute!" I started to laugh and she quickly shushed me. 

"Kenz! You kind of, sort of have a boyfriend..." I was still laughing talking quietly so she didn't freak out on me again. She started to get dress, something similar to what I was wearing. Shorts, a loose tank top and vans, it was one of those days! 

"I'm sorry, I don't have a boyfriend! No Irish boy band member around here lately, why is that?" She disappeared into her closet, coming back out to finish her sentence. "Oh yeah right because two timing asshole sucked face with some tramp." I couldn't help but laugh at how she was taking the whole Niall thing. 

"Alright whatever you say." 

Kyle and his friend were still where we left them as I made my way down the stairs. 

"Since Kyle is so rude I should just introduce myself," I stuck my tongue out at Kyle and he did the same. "I'm Heather and it's nice to meet you." I reached my hand out to shake his and he almost looked surprised. 

"Jordan and pleasures all mine, I didn't know girls actually still shook hands." He smirked at me. 

"I'm different!" 

"I'm Mackenzie," she actually blushed and Jordan quickly introduced himself to her as well. I gave Kyle a look and I knew he thought the same, he nudged me and we both giggled to ourselves. 

"We should go!" I agreed with Kyle and took off to the car.