What the hell? She usally answers. Oh god, what am I talking about? She wont asnswer me. She hates me, and its all because Niall. I we never would have came to California this wouldnt have happened.

No.. if you wouldnt have stayed the night at Sammie's this wouldnt have happened.My subconsious says.


"Fuck.." I curse at myself. I'm such a fuck up. Did Ariana mean what she said? About me changing? Did I change?


ARIANAS'S P.O.V.

I gaze at blood and a shattered car window. Pain stings my body and my head pounds.
I try to manage to moce my fingers but they stay still. I try the same with my injured body but nothing moves. I reaalize the car is upside down. Blood spills from my mouth and I gag. The wheels still spinning from the car is the only noise I hear. My arm lies in glass but I dont feel it.

A sudden ringing from my phone is heard.



HARRYS P.O.V.

"Oh fuck Ariana!" I throw my phone to the ground and the screen shatters. Damit.

I pace around in my hotel room that I checked into. I have no where to go, and I'm not staying at Sammies.

"Now your just an asshole Harry." Her words play through my mind and hurts like a bullet.

What the fuck am I going to do? I shake my hair and brush it to the side.

"I'm fucked." I say to myself.