Harry’s POV

“You’re sure you understand right? I never meant to hurt you.” Page mumbled as she apologized to Ed for the tenth time.

Honestly I don’t see why she’s so sorry to be choosing me over him.

I guess despite how made I am at him right now, he does have feelings too.

“Yes Page, I understand. You were meant to be with Harry.” He chuckled lightly and opened his arms like he was asking her for a hug without actually saying anything.

I found myself praying that Page will turn down the offer but much to my disliking she walks into his arms.

“I’m really sorry Ed.” Page says for the eleventh time now and I have to grit my teeth to stop myself from yelling at Ed all over again.

I cleared my throat so their little moment would end faster and averted my eyes from them as I heard them exchange goodbyes.

As soon as the door closed it fell silent.

And not in the comfortable kind of way.

I looked over at Page hoping to catch her looking at me but she was just staring at the floor.

“What’s the matter?” I asked her as I slowly stepped closer to her.

“I still haven’t fully forgiven you Harry. You really hurt me.” She mumbled while fiddling with her fingers.

“I know baby.” I rushed out and wrapped my arms around her hoping to ease a small part of the pain I caused her.

“I love you.” I whispered to her.

“I love you too but that doesn't mean I don’t think you’re a jerk.” She talked seriously but I couldn't help but laugh.

“How about I try and fix that, yeah?” I lowly whispered to her and watched as her eyes widened in surprise.

She slowly nodded and didn't even attempt to muster up some words.

I gently grabbed her hand and very slowly walked backwards to her bedroom.

Once in, I closed the door and pinned her against it.

She let out a soft moan at my actions and I smirked knowing she wanted this just as much as I did.

She grew impatient and connected her lips with mine.

I laughed into the kiss before wrapping her arms around her waist and very quickly lifting her shirt over her head.

“Bit eager are we?” She giggled as I reached down and grabbed the bottom of my own shirt and lifted it over my head.

I nodded and connected our lips again.

Things were perfect.

No Ed.

No Taylor.

And just us and my ringing phone… wait what?

I groaned and rested my forehead on her shoulder before pulling my phone out of my back pocket and answered it without looking at the caller.

“I'm a little busy making out with my girlfriend! Is this important?”

I heard a scoff before the deep voice started talking.

“Oh you know not really. Just one of your band mates calling to see where the fuck you are and now I find out that you’re back in London?!”

Shit.

Notes

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