Harry's POV:

God, she's so fucking stupid some times. Why can't she ever act the way I want her to? And with the frozen yogurt today? Jesus, she eats too much.
I woke up the next morning and made breakfast.
"Good morning." She greeted me with a hint of fear.
"Morning." I replied.
"What are you making?"
"Egg whites and wheat toast."
"Oh, okay." She said as she got up to grab the box of Frosted Flakes.
"What. Are you doing." I said trying to keep my voice down and relaxed.
"Getting something to eat..." She's so ungrateful.
"But, I'm making food," I slammed the milk down which made her jump, "Can't you see that?!" I shouted, raising my voice. She winced.
"I thought that was for you... I'm sorry." Her voice came out small.
"Are you kidding me?! I'm not the one who needs this. YOU ARE." I struck my hand across her face. She cried out and held her hand there. Good.
The eggs and toast just finished and a shoved the plate in front of her.
"Next time, don't be so thoughtless." and I left her there as I went upstairs.

Dani's POV:

Why does he hate me so much? Where's the Harry that I fell in love with? I stared at the plate of eggs he made me and I pushed them aside. I don't want to eat. I never want to eat if this is what I get. I'm never perfect enough for him. And I never will be.
I took the plate and watched all of the food wash down the sink. If I threw it in the trashcan, he would know.
My phone began to ring and I just stared at it. It was Delilah. I don't want to talk to anybody anymore. Why would they want to even talk to me? I silenced my phone and went up to my room and locked the door. I wanted to cut so badly. Just cut and cut. It was one of the only things that made me feel... alive. Not numb anymore. But I knew that he would catch me, so I began to write.
I took out my keyboard and started lightly pressing on the keys. I softly started to sing through my sobs.

(Please don't steal this. I worked really hard on it -musicsmorethannotes)

I never thought it would come this far
I never thought that this would be my heart
After all the things that you say
All the games that you played
I'm still waiting for some sort of miracle.

I never thought I would feel like this
After all those amazing moments
All the time our lips shared
Now is a time to be so scared
Why does our love have to be so difficult?

A tear rolled down my cheek and onto the keyboard.

Pre:
But what's the point of waiting?
When the old you is fading?
Back into the past and
My heart keeps forgetting

Chorus:
The tears on my keyboard
They're new everyday
Remind me of the pain
That you left for me today
The tears on my pillow
They never go away
Never seem to change
They're never gonna fade
The tears rolling down my face
Reflect how we've changed
End

More and more came. Plip. Plip. Plip. The tears were relentless. That's all I ever do anymore... cry. I jumped as Harry pounded on the door.
"Will you quiet the fuck down with that garbage? I have a headache and you're not helping it!" I heard his footsteps walk away as I put my head in my hands. I can't remember how long I cried... but it was one of those crying sessions where you wake up with your cheeks cold and wet. Maybe your hair sticking to your face.. Then you realize that you have cried yourself to sleep. And that is the worst feeling ever.

Delilah's POV:

"I don't know, Niall. She's been acting weird." I said while washing the dishes.
"It's probably nothing, babe. Sometimes people just need time to themselves," He came over to me and wrapped his arms around me from behind. Then he kissed my lips. "If it's anything huge, I'm sure she will tell you. You are her best friend, after all."
"Yeah.. you're right." She would come to me if it was urgent... Right?
"Tell you what," he began, "Why don't you and her got out on a girl's day. Go to the spa or something. A day of relaxation. And it's on me." He smiled that gorgeous, white smile of his.
"No, no, no. I can't let you do that."
"Of course you can! That's what boyfriends do." he squeezed me tighter. God I love it when he does that. "I love you. Every day. I think I just start loving you even more."
I started to blush, "Aw, babe. I love you too." I quickly pecked him on the lips. That wasn't good enough for him because he took my face and kissed me so softly.. But so passionately... I got weak in the knees.
"I'm serious. I love you." He smiled into my hair and I didn't want to let him go.
"Hun, I have to dry these dishes." I finally said.
"The dishes can wait." he winked at me and pulled on my arm; leading me to our room.
How on earth did I get so lucky?

Notes

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