Page’s POV
*Two days later*

I sat on the couch as I watched some terrible movie that Harry always said I should watch, the sucked to say the least and I’m sitting here alone with tears still running down my cheeks just like the past two days.

Self-pity isn't a good look on me but it’s my fault, I should have tried harder to explain to him that I said I wouldn't do it, the management team yelled at me a lot and threatened me but I still couldn't bring myself to cheat on him.

I only want Harry, no one else.

Today also happens to be the day Harry and the other boys leave for their new tour, I won’t see him for at least a month and he still hasn't said one word to me.

Every part of me wanted to jump off of this couch and run all the way to his place just to kiss him goodbye but I couldn't do it, it was emotionally impossible for me right now.

My movie had ended and I turned the TV off but still sat there just staring at the blank screen.

No motivation in me to move an inch.

I closed my eyes and tried to catch up on the sleep that I have missed out on lately but it never came as a knock was heard at my front door.

I groaned and covered my face with a pillow trying desperately to block out the outside world.

Another knock was heard.

I still made no effort to move.

And another knock.

For god’s sake! Just go away!

It fell silent and I knew that the person had finally given up.

I let out a sigh of relief and stood up to go to the bathroom since it was safe to move around without being caught now.

Just as I walked past the front door I noticed a white envelope laying on the floor.

“What the hell?” I mumbled and picked it up in my hands before flipping it over to see my name not very neatly written on the front.

I knew that writing anywhere.

Harry's.

My hands began to shake as I opened the flap and pulled out a letter.

‘Page,

I'm sorry for what happened the other day.

I went and talked to management and they told me you refused to do what they wanted, I should have never doubted you and I want you to know that I'm proud of you for sticking up for us.

The way I left you was cruel and I'm sorry for that too.

I don’t know when or if you’ll read this letter at all but just know that you’re still mine and I'm coming back soon so don’t worry.

Miss you already,

Harry xxx’

I dropped the letter onto the floor and used both hands to try and wipe away my tears.

He couldn't have told me that in person?

I fell to the floor as I sobbed to myself and pulled my head between my knees, I cried like someone had just died but to be honest I feel like a small part of me just did.

He left me a letter.

He obviously doesn't care enough to say goodbye properly.

Just like Niall four years ago.

This is just a cruel repeat of history.

Notes

Here you go (:
Drama coming around the corner!

Love you all and keep up the voting and comments!

-Kass