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Private Dancer

~ Chapter 22 ~

Harry’s POV
Camilla fell asleep in my arms during the movie so I had to put her to bed. I carried her beautiful body and gently placed it in the bed. I tucked her in and slowly left the room.

I go to the kitchen and put the kettle on the stove. I could use a cup of tea before I go to sleep. I know Valentine’s day is coming up and I need to plan something special for Camilla; maybe that way I can win her heart and maybe . . . be her boyfriend.

I pull out my phone and decide to look up some tweets.


“Who’s that Camilla bitch? #MissingHendall”

“Really Harry? Camellia, if that’s how you spell the bitches fucking name. Pathetic Harry.”

“ARE YOU HONESTLY DATING CAMILLA? HER? SHE’S SO UGLY AND YOU’RE PERFECT!”

“Are you dating someone else!?!? Kendall was so good for you!”

“Kendall is heartbroken and you’re fine with Camilla, wow… just wow.”

“You’re actually ridiculous. Fame has really gotten to ya eh?”

Fuck. Why are people so hateful? I love Camilla and that’s all that should matter. I don’t want her to see these. I know I can’t delete them but I wish I could. I would delete every single hate message even if it took me 10 years if it means Camilla wouldn’t have to see one of them.

I pour myself some tea and try to wrap my head around things. If Camilla and I go public then the hate’s just going to get worse. I can’t put her through that. I finish my tea and feel more relaxed.

I walk to my room and look at Camilla. She’s sleeping so peacefully. How could anyone say anything bad about her. . . she’s so perfect. I take one last look at the tweets and It breaks my heart, but I have to do it.

I pull out my phone and diall management.

“Hello Harry wha-“ I cut them off because I’m not in the mood for their bullshit.

“I’ll do it. Make it public by tomorrow.” I reply before hanging up.

I walk up to Camilla and kiss her on the forehead.

“I hope you understand. I’m doing it for your own good.” I whisper to her as I take her hair and tuck it behind her ears.

I slowly stand up and go towards the door.

“I love you.” I whisper.
Camilla’s POV
I wake up expecting to feel the warmth of Harry. . . but he’s not there. O-K-A-Y then. Wait, did he even sleep next to me last night?

I put on my slippers and put on a pair of pajama shorts and a white knit sweater. I walk into the kitchen and make myself a cup of tea. I pop a bagel into the toaster and then butter it. I sit at the island and eat. . . alone.

I finish my breakfast and I decide to watch some TV before getting ready for my dance audition. I dance for Harry but I’m still trying to make it big in NYC so I need to keep auditioning. No. Matter. What.

I flip through the channel’s until I get to E.

“HENDALL IS BACK AND BETTER THAN EVER!?! EXCLUSIVE PICTURES FROM HARRY AND KENDALL’S MORNING BREAKFAST!” The lady says enthusiastically.

What? I hear the front door open and I quickly turn off the TV. I’m not too sure how I feel about everything but . . . I’m hurt. I don’t even have enough time to soak in what I’m just hearing because Harry walks around the corner.

“Hey Camilla!” Harry says smiling.

“Hi.” I reply in a monotone voice. I’m still so, I don’t know how I feel. We were never dating but I thought that we might have had a thing.

“Oh I have something to show you!” he exclaims.

“Okay.” I reply. It seems as though forming sentences has become difficult. I’m just so shocked, I thought he hated Kendall, she cheated on him with Niall and now he’s with her again? This makes no sense.

I follow Harry and he leads me to the empty room. He doesn’t use it for anything. It’s kinda just there. He opens the door and I’m beyond shocked. It’s turned into a nice beautiful room. I like it. . . but I sure as hell like Harry’s room better. I hope it's not mine. Please don't speak Harry don't say it.

“It’s yours!” he exclaims.

“You really didn’t have too.” I reply trying to hold back the sadness in my voice.

“You’re living here now so of course I’m going to give you a room.” He says calmly. It seems like he’s holding back telling me something but I can’t tell what that is.

“So I’ll let you settle in, all your clothes have been picked up from Perries, I just assumed you wouldn’t want to see her right now, and yeah.” He replies smiling. I look at his smile for a second and I know it’s fake. He’s not actually happy that I’m moving out of his room and I know it. I can just see it in his smile. It’s not the same.

“Cool, thanks again!” I reply playing it off cool closing the door.

He leaves and I slowly sink down to the door. I start crying but cover my mouth so he can’t hear me. The tears stream and the pain is unreal. I’m in love with Harry Styles, and he doesn’t love me back. They never love me back.
Harry’s POV
“Cool, thanks again!” she says before closing the door.

I can’t help myself and I sink to the floor leaning against her door. I hear a quick sob and I know she’s crying. Just hearing her hold back her cries makes me feel horrible. I’m in love with this girl but all I do and all I will do is cause her pain.

I start to cry myself and I slowly stand up and walk to my room before pacing back and forth while my eyes are soaked in tears.

I keep telling myself, It’s all for the best. It’s better this way… but is it?
Kendall's POV
"Mommy he's back with me aren't you happy?" I ask my mom.

"Duh, this is what we wanted." My mom replies patting my head.

Mom thinks that it will be better for my career if I'm with Harry and I totally agree. It will also be better for the show If I can get Harry to make and appearance.

I run up to my room and apply some more make-up.

"He doesn't love you." Kylie says from my doorway.

"He will though, then he won't be able to let me go." I reply smirking. I always get what I want and I always get the guys I want.

"He clearly loves Camilla. Kendall, you're my sister, but what you're doing is wrong. You're doing it for mom." Kylie says trying to convince me to stop dating Harry. AS IF.

"He's my man Kylie. So drop it."

"But Kendall."

"Drop. It." I say through gritted teeth.

"Fine, but karma's a bitch." she replies before leaving.

What the actual like fuck? Kylie is turning on me, wow, so going to ignore her for a few days.

Notes

Helloooooo :)

Sorry I haven't updated in FOREVER! I've been super busy with school and I don't know, I just feel different as a person. I dunno. I just. I dunno.

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Comments

I love this so much! Hopefully Kendall backs off for good.

Louis_bae Louis_bae
7/28/16

I know you dont like these comments but it's been almost a year so Im sorry but, WHERE IS THE REST?!?!??!??!?!?!?

Neayahbrookbabe Neayahbrookbabe
4/25/16

I love this story and since I dance its really fun to read so please continue to write

Nialler's Baby Nialler's Baby
2/15/15
I remember you don't like to be commented UPDATE* so I wont, I just wanted to say I love this story and I really love reading it..
Nialler's Baby Nialler's Baby
1/18/15

winter break got me waiting for updates like crazy