It has been 3 days when I left hanged with Harry and from the lads. I wasn't answering all their phone calls even with El, Dani and Mel's rings.


I am curled from my duvet when I decided to message Harry. I reached my phone from my table and unlocked it.


To: Harry Styles
How are you?

To: Harry Styles
Talk to me babe. :(


From: Harry Styles
Im good.


To: Harry Styles
I am sorry baby. I miss you.


From: Harry Styles
You removed it right?


To: Harry Styles
No I didn't. It fell. I didn't noticed it.


From: Harry Styles
Since when?


To: Harry Styles
Huh?

To: Harry Styles
I'm yours. :(

To: Harry Styles
Um okay if it's about me and Niall. We're just friends. You know that.


From: Harry Styles
You kissed him too.


To: Harry Styles
No I didn't!! Stop Harry! Stop being so aggressive faggot. I just can fight. I am not that strong!


From: Harry Styles
I need space for a while.


To: Harry Styles
What????!!!!

To: Harry Styles
Let me explain.

To: Harry Styles
I am so sorry. I didn't mean it.

To: Harry Styles
You want space? I'll give you fucking SPACE!!!!!!!!!!!



I threw my phone from my couch and cried over my pillow. I'd lost him. Harry. My boyfriend.... My lover...

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"Laine." A whisper called me up.

"Cupcake Heyyy."


I turned to face from my comfy pillow, ignoring Zayn's voice. Suddenly, hands tickled my body. I pushed him off my body and slammed him a long pillow from my left side.

"Naw." He complaint. "Come on wake up! We'll make cookies."



I gently rubbed my eyes and face him with my pout. Niall was there, grinning at me. I gave them a tiny smile and moved from my bed. I hugged Zayn from my side.


"You're stupid." He started, fixing my messy hair from my face.

I giggled at him. "Why?"


He pointed his index from my eyes while I started to lip bite. I left the stare of Zayn from my hazels. I haven't stopped crying since I left their house.


"Fresh from tears." Niall interrupted. He's leaning on my doorframe.


"I-I'll make you cookies guys." I mumbled. I stood up from the side of my bed and let out from Zayn's arms.


I quickly fixed myself before running downstairs. I know they were waiting for me there. My room was now fixed so I didn't had a hard time folding my duvet again. Maybe Zayn and Niall fixed it for me. I saw the lads from my kitchen. They were preparing ingridients. Wow. They bought some foods too. I waved my hands from them as I distanced towards them.