Our Moment
Negative Surprise Part 2
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Victoria’s POV:
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I had to do something before Zayn would train his right hand into punching Harry again. I stepped between them both, flinging my hands to cause distance, before any physical contact. “(I looked at Harry and spoke in sadness.) Stop it; you don’t even know what happened, Harry. Have you realized what you just said? You think I would get over you directly? How could you think of me like that?” Harry’s chest rested when my hand touched it, as the other was on Zayn’s. “You ruin it ever time don’t you Harold?” Zayn spat in dark sarcasm, and I wanted to actually slap myself because this was no use. “That’s none of you business Malik!” Harry wanted to get physical again, but I pressured my hands on both of their chests to push them away; I broke down instantly in yells.
“ENOUGH! I AM TIRED OF THIS ACT FROM BOTH OF YOU! (I looked at Harry first and yelled at him.) YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO INSULT ME FOR SOMETHING YOU JUST ASUMED! JESUS, YOU WERE MY BOYFRIEND FOR A WHOLE YEAR HARRY! HAVE I EVER CHEATED ON YOU? HAVE I EVEN SHOWED YOU THAT I DO NOT RESPECT YOU OR CARE ABOUT OUR LOYALITY BOND THAT WE HAD?! YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY I’M HERE?! ASK LOUIS, HE’S THE ONE THAT SUGGESTED I STAY HERE, JUST TO MAKE SURE THAT ZAYN WOULD BE ALRIGHT! (I turned my vision to Zayn and spat.) AND YOU! YOU NEVER INTERFERE IN MY PERSONAL PROBLEMS! IF I NEEDED SOMEONE I’D HIRE A LAWYER FOR GOODNESS SAKE! TRY SOLVING YOUR OWN PROBLEMS FIRST ZAYN! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS, AND I DON’T WANT TO SEE BOTH OF YOU FOR GOD KNOWS WHEN! HARRY WE ARE OVER, BECAUSE YOU JUST MADE IT FEEL RIGHT BY INSULTING MY DIGNITY. GO TO L.A. AND DATE, YOU HAVE NO REASON TO BE HERE NOW ANYMORE!”
I felt them both freeze instantly, and I dropped my hands to both my sides. I was frustrated from all of this, and I really don’t want any fights anymore. “(He whispered in guilt.) Don’t cry…” Zayn wiped my tear, which I didn’t even know that was exisisting already; but I pushed his hand away from my cheek, and left his house. I don’t care what happens between them anymore, if I am not talking to both of them; then they don’t have me as a reason to fight over anymore. I ran to my house, crying deeper than I expected. There were so many reasons to cause my tears to flow right now.
Harry just insulted me, but I guess he was mad? Ugh! I don’t care! I have to stop making excuses for him, just because I miss him; doesn’t mean I should defend him. Speaking of defending, Zayn keeps on fighting for what he believes is right to my side; but I didn’t want anyone to defend me. Okay, I might appreciate it a little, but still my relationship is my concern; not his? And since when did he care about my feelings, he’s being caring a lot lately and I’m extremely confused!
I walked into my room, and locked the door firmly; allowing myself to sob like an ignored orphan. I need to get away from all of this, but how? Did I really mean that I will stop talking to both of them? I don’t think I can, though. It’s not like I don’t know them for a long time! I’ve basically had memories with these boys; one was my boyfriend, and the other was changing his negative image by showing me his care. All I need now is the silence in my room, and the loudness of my cries. What a great start for a morning huh? If only I have a solution to end all of this, but I don’t.
Victoria’s POV:
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I had to do something before Zayn would train his right hand into punching Harry again. I stepped between them both, flinging my hands to cause distance, before any physical contact. “(I looked at Harry and spoke in sadness.) Stop it; you don’t even know what happened, Harry. Have you realized what you just said? You think I would get over you directly? How could you think of me like that?” Harry’s chest rested when my hand touched it, as the other was on Zayn’s. “You ruin it ever time don’t you Harold?” Zayn spat in dark sarcasm, and I wanted to actually slap myself because this was no use. “That’s none of you business Malik!” Harry wanted to get physical again, but I pressured my hands on both of their chests to push them away; I broke down instantly in yells.
“ENOUGH! I AM TIRED OF THIS ACT FROM BOTH OF YOU! (I looked at Harry first and yelled at him.) YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO INSULT ME FOR SOMETHING YOU JUST ASUMED! JESUS, YOU WERE MY BOYFRIEND FOR A WHOLE YEAR HARRY! HAVE I EVER CHEATED ON YOU? HAVE I EVEN SHOWED YOU THAT I DO NOT RESPECT YOU OR CARE ABOUT OUR LOYALITY BOND THAT WE HAD?! YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY I’M HERE?! ASK LOUIS, HE’S THE ONE THAT SUGGESTED I STAY HERE, JUST TO MAKE SURE THAT ZAYN WOULD BE ALRIGHT! (I turned my vision to Zayn and spat.) AND YOU! YOU NEVER INTERFERE IN MY PERSONAL PROBLEMS! IF I NEEDED SOMEONE I’D HIRE A LAWYER FOR GOODNESS SAKE! TRY SOLVING YOUR OWN PROBLEMS FIRST ZAYN! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS, AND I DON’T WANT TO SEE BOTH OF YOU FOR GOD KNOWS WHEN! HARRY WE ARE OVER, BECAUSE YOU JUST MADE IT FEEL RIGHT BY INSULTING MY DIGNITY. GO TO L.A. AND DATE, YOU HAVE NO REASON TO BE HERE NOW ANYMORE!”
I felt them both freeze instantly, and I dropped my hands to both my sides. I was frustrated from all of this, and I really don’t want any fights anymore. “(He whispered in guilt.) Don’t cry…” Zayn wiped my tear, which I didn’t even know that was exisisting already; but I pushed his hand away from my cheek, and left his house. I don’t care what happens between them anymore, if I am not talking to both of them; then they don’t have me as a reason to fight over anymore. I ran to my house, crying deeper than I expected. There were so many reasons to cause my tears to flow right now.
Harry just insulted me, but I guess he was mad? Ugh! I don’t care! I have to stop making excuses for him, just because I miss him; doesn’t mean I should defend him. Speaking of defending, Zayn keeps on fighting for what he believes is right to my side; but I didn’t want anyone to defend me. Okay, I might appreciate it a little, but still my relationship is my concern; not his? And since when did he care about my feelings, he’s being caring a lot lately and I’m extremely confused!
I walked into my room, and locked the door firmly; allowing myself to sob like an ignored orphan. I need to get away from all of this, but how? Did I really mean that I will stop talking to both of them? I don’t think I can, though. It’s not like I don’t know them for a long time! I’ve basically had memories with these boys; one was my boyfriend, and the other was changing his negative image by showing me his care. All I need now is the silence in my room, and the loudness of my cries. What a great start for a morning huh? If only I have a solution to end all of this, but I don’t.
Notes
Okay... That is so sad, yet it stopped them from fighting right? Let's see what Zayn will tell us:
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Good thing you reminded me about that! God Bless you sis! I miss you by the way and i can't to here your feedback <3 I just posted the story, and here is the link: http://www.harrystylesfanfiction.com/Story/34833/The-Pool-Boy/
4/24/14