Cassie’s pov
The tears fell as I talked to this guy and told him everything. It was just so easy to talk to strangers. They didn’t judge and they didn’t put you down they just listen,
“ I don’t think you give him enough credit. I think if you told him all that her would just want to protect you for as long as you would let him” The once American accent turned into a British one and soon the voice became familiar.
That when everything clicked. The comment he just made in the hall. How could he have known about guess the name when I never told him anything about that and. The texts coincide with the times we were apart I quickly wrote down all the letters and sure enough there was his whole name. I didn’t know what to think. I had been such bitch to him and here he was still trying to get me to see him for what I always though he was. Sweet, compassionate, loving. The phone went silent for a minute
“So it’s midnight” he said breaking the silence “Have you guessed my name?”
I chuckled. Of course I did but I didn’t want him to know yet
“No. I guess I will never know… So do you really think I should give Harry a Chance?”
“I think it’s worth a shot. You will never know if you don’t try.”
Then the line went dead. I smiled a little it was cute hearing him advocate for himself. I walked out of the room and into the hall where he was sitting on the floor. I kicked his foot.
“Hey”
He looked up. His eyes got wide like he was busted.
“You alright? You good?” He asked
“Yeah I am fine. I was wondering well since Mel is occupied with Liam. We usually go get some ice cream after each show. I don’t want to go alone wanna come with me.
“I would love that”
My phone went off I checked it quickly
He only kissed you because he was under pressure. Skanks like you don’t belong with guys like him.
I read the message horrified. My eyes filled with tears again and my chest began to hurt. Whoever this person was, was right. What was I even thinking?