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He Cheats Part 2 ~Harry~

Harry's POV

It's been a week. A week without (Y/N). A week without her laugh, a week without her touch, a week without her voice, a fucking week without my world. And all because I was too horny to jerk it to porn. Why would I do this? I just can't wrap my head around my stupidity. The boys are disgusted with me as well. Louis won't look at me, Niall gives me a death stare when I walk into a room, Zayn gave me the shiner I'm sporting, and Liam he is the worst. Because he's talking to her.

He's keeping her sane from a distance and that hurts. We are still doing gigs at this venue so I have mostly spent time in my hotel. She left her luggage and as creepy as it is, I've been sleeping with her clothes. They smell like her. (Y/N) was everything to me and I fucked it up for a quick shag.

Your POV

"(Y/N), babe, he's torn apart. Just talk to him." Liam asks you for what seems like the hundredth time. You shake your head but realize and can't see you, so you verbalize your answer. "No, Li. I can't. He tore my heart to pieces." You feel the tears begin to build behind your eyes, some escape but you wipe them away.

"I know, (Y/N). I know and believe me I couldn't be more pissed off, but I think he really regrets it. Just call him." With that he says a quick 'goodbye' and hangs up, leaving you to your thoughts.

'Should I?'

'No, he broke your heart.'

'But he might regret it.'

'Don't forgive him.'

'I just need to call him.'

With that I pick up my phone and dial his number. A total of two rings and he's answering frantically.

"(Y/N)? Baby, is that you? Please. I love you so much, so, so, so much. I'm so sorry. Say something." His voice is deep and hoarse making it easy to tell he's been crying. Your breath hitches at that realization.

"Harry." You whisper. A sob escapes him. "(Y/N), I'm so sorry." He sobs.

"You broke my heart, Harry." You say surprisingly calm.

"I know but-"

"No, Harry, you don't know. How would you feel if you heard me fucking orgasm from another man?" You spit venomously. "How would you feel knowing that your girlfriend is fucking someone with no care for you? What about if your girlfriend had another man inside her? HUH?!" You shriek into the phone. His sobs on the other line are heartbreaking but he hurt you beyond repair

"(Y/N), please stop. I can't stand thinking about that." You laugh humorlessly.

"Well, Harry, I had to live it. Hear it. I was in the next room over when it happened. And the sound of you cumming while inside another girl will forever be engrained in my mind."

"I will make this up to you I swear. Whatever you need. Please?" The 'please' is such a heartbreaking whisper that you almost crack.

"I want to forget that this ever happened. I want you to have never cheated on me. I want you to help me forget this. But you can't." His cries and whimpers are still heard through the phone.

"We're over." And with that you hang up.

Harry's POV

"We're over." And then the line clicks off. I'm pretty sure my heart stopped with those words.

No. No, no, no, no, no. NO! I can't lose her. Without putting on a shirt or pants I run to the only person who can help me win her back.

I rap on their hotel door twice and when they answer, their eyes widen at my appearance. He pulls me in and shuts the door. "Harry, where the hell are your clothes?"

Ignoring his question I go on.

"Can you please help me get her back, Liam? Please."

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Part three will be up soon:)