Lexi’s P.O.V.

I sat to study, it’s been two months since I got back and everything is good. The lads and I Skype at least once a week, even though they’re on tour. And no matter how tired Harry is he never fails to sing the last song of the day to me. Dani had gone with the lads on tour, being the dancer. El was back at Uni and Perrie and Little Mix were working on their next album.

I groaned when I didn’t understand a question. I rolled on my back, yelling for Belle to cook something. I ran a hand through my hair frustrated, when I realized she was on a date with Filipe. “Here goes nothing,” I mumbled pulling of my head phones of and switching on the radio.

Oh tell me tell me tell me how to turn your love on
You can get get anything that you want
Baby just shout it out shout it out
Baby just shout it out

I swayed my hips to the song, and walked towards the kitchen. I looked through the cabinets trying to find something. The Mac Book on my bed buzzed, probably Harry. A smile took my face when his beautiful face popped up. “Hi babe,” he showed me a sleepy grin.


The lads were in Australia, and THE Harry Styles who didn’t get up before noon, woke up at seven just to talk to me, because I was busy at other times.
“Hi, Dimples,” I said tying my hair in a bun. “What’s wrong?” he asked concerned. “How’d you know something’s wrong?” I asked taking the laptop back to the kitchen. “You just sound frustrated,” he said shrugging.

“Well Belle went on a date with Filipe and I don’t know what to cook,” I said pushing my nerdy glasses over my forehead. He chuckled at my inability to cook. “Styles,” I whined. “Alright, is there pasta?” he asked. “Yeah," I said pulling out a packet of pasta,”

“Alright boil it,” he said. After fifteen minutes of him instructing me what to do. I’d finally cooked myself a decent meal. I sighed and went back to my room. Shifting the mess on my bed to the table. Then I plopped on the bed. “So, how was the concert, last night?” I asked Harry.
“Tiring, Crazy fans,” he continued telling me about the concert. I nodded and told him about college, when he asked me.

“Vas Happenin’,” Zayn greeted me in his usual way. “Nothing, bad boy. What about you?” I asked settling properly in the bed. “Ahh… nothing actually. We decided to go clubbing after the concert. But your boyfriend here came back home early, because he was missing you,” he said. A blush rose on Harry’s cheek making me smile. And before long all the boys were crowded in the small screen.

“Alright lads, I really need to go to sleep now,” I said looking at the time. I’d been talking to them for more than three hours. “Okay, Love you,” the boys chorused before leaving. “Bye Harry. Love you.” I yawned. “’Night, Princess,” he said picking his guitar to sing a song for me. I smiled, these little gestures made me fall even more in love with him.

So far away
This time, this place
Misused, mistakes
Too long, too late
Who was I to make you wait?
Just one chance, just one breath
Just in case there’s just one left
‘Cause you know
You know, you know
That I love you, I have loved you all along
And I miss you, been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you’ll be with me and you’ll never go
Stop breathing if I don’t see you anymore
On my knees, I’ll ask
Last chance for one last dance
Cause with you I’d withstand
All of it to hold your hand
I’d give it all, I’d give for us
Give anything but I won’t give up
Cause you know
You know, you know
That I love you, I have loved you all along
And I miss you, been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you’ll be with me and you’ll never go
Stop breathing if I don’t see you anymore
So far away, been far away for far too long
So far away, been far away for far too long
But you know
You know, you know
I wanted
I wanted you to stay
Cause I needed
I need to hear you say
I love you, I have loved you all along
And I forgive you for being away for far too long
So keep breathing cause I’m not leaving you anymore
Believe it, hold on to me, never let me go
Keep breathing cause I’m not leaving you anymore
Believe it, hold on to me, never let me go
Hold on to me, never let me go
Hold on to me, never let me go

I heard him whisper an ‘I love you’ but I was already half-asleep.

Belle woke me up in her usual manner, emptying a bottle of cold water on me. My phone buzzed at the same time, “Hello, Dimples,” I mumbled a little annoyed. “What’s wrong,” he asked. “Nothing, it’s just Belle’s waking up isn’t as good as yours,” I said sticking my tongue out at her. He chuckled lightly, knowing how she’d woken me up. “Anyway, I gotta get dressed. Good luck for the concert tonight. Love you,” I said. “Okay, bye. Love you more,” he said before hanging up. I quickly got up to get dressed. Then brushed my hair. After applying my mascara , and lip-gloss. “Babe, good to go?” I called for Belle. Pulling on a jacket and Harry’s beanie. “Yeah, let’s go,” she said. As we walked towards my Fiat.

“Can’t wait for school to close,” Belle whined. “It just started, impatient brat,” I teased her starting the engine, “Two months and fifteen days have passed,” she corrected me. "I stand corrected," I rolled my eyes. We reached the Uni. I walked towards my class, to hear whispers about Harry. “Yeah, poor Lexi. Does she even know?” A girl said. Huh? I turned around taking the magazine from her hand. It was a picture of Harry and Taylor and they both were walking towards a hotel. Tears stung my eyes


Harry Styles and Taylor Swift back together? Yes, Haylor was spotted leaving a club together, taking the same taxi and then heading towards the same hotel too…? Which means Harry and Alexis broke up? But we love Halexy…

I smiled at the girl before handing her the magazine and slowly made my way towards the bathroom where I broke down. I knew boys can’t be trusted but I gave my heart to him anyway. But I really thought he loved me. I really hate him.

I wiped my tears after a while reapplying my make-up and god knows how I dragged myself through the rest of the day. Reaching home, I dialed Harry’s number, “Hey babe. Can’t talk, we have to go on stage in ten. I’ll call you later” he said.

“You don’t need to, Styles,” I said through gritted teeth.

“Huh?” he asked confused. I ran a hand through my hair.

“Don’t have to call later!” I yelled

“But why. B-babe. Is everything okay?” he stuttered, I could’ve slapped him right now.

“Yeah, everything’s good. Just go have fun with… Taylor,” I spat. “Wh-what?” He seriously had the guts to act confused even now. “Yeah, drink, then share a cab and then sleep together too,” I said disgusted. “Wait. Are you talking about last night. Babe I can explain--”

“First don’t babe me. Second, don’t even try feeding me your lies,” I snapped. “Listen Harry, I can’t do this,” I said a little calmly. “A-are y-you breaking u-up with me?” he stuttered. I could hear the hurt in his voice, and could only imagine his face. “I need space, Harry,” I said softly.

“But nothing happened we jus—”

“You just slept together. To you it might not mean anything but to me sleeping with some one means the world!" I yelled. "You have a concert, and I need to study,” I said and hung up. Then I broke down.

Notes

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