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eighteen.

I repeatedly wacked the screen of my phone trying to stop the irritating buzzing but nothing was stopping the constant drone pulling me from my sleep. I groaned and twisted in my bed that Harry so delicately placed me in last night to inspect where the noise was coming from. 23 missed calls from my mother. Countless texts, Facebook messages, and DMs, mostly from people I haven’t spoken to in months. I looked over to a sleeping Lucy before opening some of the messages.

-This is a low blow phoebe, was one superstar not enough for you?

-Didn’t think you were the cheating type

-Respect=lost

-Wtf who does that Phoebs?!?!

My heart rate quickened as I hesitantly called my mother back. My feet carried me to Harry’s room after I had my robe on and I continued to hold the phone to my ear.

“Phoebe” my mother’s slow sad voice spoke into my ears.

“Mum, I haven’t looked at the stories but I have a pretty good idea of what’s going on so-”my voiced wobbled a little.

“How could you be so careless Phoebe?!” she cut me off, slightly more irritated. I remained calm though and firmly knocked on Harry’s door.

“Mum I can’t do this with you right now okay? I’m fine and I’m going to sort this out”

I hung up and begun searching for the stories. It was simple really. All I had to do was search my name and a whole list came up. The pictures of me in Harry’s arms and him tickling me and us kissing were all over the front pages. Both me and harry were marked as horrible people and I don’t even want to look at the media.

I’ve given harry yet another bad reputation and this time it is all my fault. My eyes leaked as the door swung open. Harry’s lazy smile soon turned into a worried look as he enveloped me in a hug.

“Hey, hey” he said putting me at arm’s length to look me in the eyes “what’s happened?”
I shoved the phone in his face

“It’s all my fault I’m so sorry” I sobbed out.
His eyes hastily flicked over all of the headlines

“Fuck” he murmured

"I’m so sorry Harry” I said

“It’s not your fault okay. We both did it” he said but it was clear he was convincing himself. If I had never shown up, none of this would have happened.

I don’t know if I can do this anymore.

Notes

well well well.... time hop next chapter. who can guess what's gunna happen?!

Comments

Read this in one go and I love it! I hope you update soon :) xx

blankspace1 blankspace1
9/5/16

thank you <333

@Allie Miller

HazzaBear1234 HazzaBear1234
7/25/16

@HazzaBear1234
i love the story still though.. and you :) so chin up buttercup <3 <3 x

Allie Miller Allie Miller
7/24/16

I'm so inactive :')

@Allie Miller

HazzaBear1234 HazzaBear1234
7/23/16

Holy crap!!!

Allie Miller Allie Miller
7/23/16