I'm still pissed at Harry. Since that day, I did forgive him. But I regret it. I don't sleep with him anymore, I don't cuddle with him anymore, but every night, I hear him cry. Which makes me come back and cuddle with him. We have 1 more night in Paris.

I decide to watch a movie, I microwave some popcorn and sit beside Harry. We just don't cuddle. He stands up and stops the movie and stands there looking at me. "What!?" I ask him. "You don't talk to me, hug me, kiss me.. you don't even look at me! Your not looking at me now!" He shouts angrily. "I thought we cleared this up!?" He keeps shouting. "Harry calm-"
"NO! Tell me!" He keeps shouting. "I thought you answer was stupid! Why kiss her? Why didn't you just hug her? You knew I was gonna find out sooner of later! But you still did it!" I screamed at him "Well her cuts were really deep! Very deep! I don't like to see my fans like that!"

He kept shouting, I got up and walked into the bedroom, then slammed the door shut. He was banging the door from the other side. "LET ME IN!" He screamed. "Nope." I said calmly. He managed to open the door. He walked up to me and grabbed my wrists, then squeezed them hard. "Oww Harry!" I yelled. "Shut up!" He yelled at me. I then got scared of him. "I love my fans! And you know that! I hate to see all those cuts and scares on their wrists.!" He screamed. He then let go of me. I took off the promise ring, then threw it at him.

"I'm leaving." I said. I walked out of the room then slammed the door shut. I called Niall. I was crying. "Niall.." I said as he picked up. "Hey sis!" He paused. "Are you crying? What did Harry do?" Niall asked. "I'm coming home now. I'll see you maybe tomorrow." I said hanging up. I then walked back into the room. He was staring at the rings. "Bella.. I-I." I stopped him. "Don't hurt me." I said scared. He looked at me wrist. They were bruised and all red. "I-I did that to y-you?" He asked. I nodded. Staying away from him. He stood up, picked me up and put me on the bed. "I guess you hate me. I should have listened to you from the start. You were right." He said. "I couldn't control my anger. You hate me. I know you do. I messed up. I guess you don't even want me as a best friend anymore. You hate me. You do." He said. As he started crying.

Oh my gosh! I couldn't take it! I hate to see him cry. He stood up. He was about to leave, but I grabbed his hand. "I'm not gonna let you." I said. "Let me what?" He asked. "Leave.. I'm not gonna let you leave." I said to him.

He looked at me confused. I pulled him back, and made him sit beside me. He was still crying. I whipped his tears. "Don't cry." I hugged him. "We started Happy. I'm not gonna end like this." I said to him. He hugged me back.