"See ya." Harry says, I start to walk away. I can't believe I'm hanging out with One Direction! Okay, calm down, they're just normal boys, who are extremely talented and attractive. I walk into the hotel room.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh! I get to hang out with One Direction!!! Whoop!" I yell though the hotel room once I close the door.
"Can you stop yelling?" Grady says without looking up from his phone, and no emotion in his voice.
"If it bothers you, then no." I say just as emotionless. Why is he acting so mean to me? I didn't do anything...
"Whatever." He groans.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" I let out another scream just to bug him. He deserves it. He rolls his eyes.
"I'm leaving in 30 minutes, I should be back at 6:00 so I can get ready for my date. Wait why am I telling you this? Its not like you care." I get quieter towards the end, not realizing what I'm saying.
"You're right. I don't care." He says still not looking up from his phone, and still not an ounce of emotion in his voice. His words hurt. They hurt really bad. My best friend just told me he doesn't care. I feel a tear go down my cheek. No, you are not crying in front of him. I walk pretty darn fast into the bathroom to take a quick shower. I turn on the shower, I see steam and hop in. I let the water relax my muscles, and I began to sob. I cry for a good 10 minutes before I wash my hair with my strawberry shampoo and conditioner. After getting it out of my hair, I hop out and wrap a towel around myself and go to my room to change. I peek into the front room to see if Grady is still there, and to my surprise, he isn't. I wonder where he went? Who cares. I go to my room and un-zip my suitcase. I pick out a pair of dark wash jean shorts, a white American Eagle t-shirt that just has a yellow and pink flower on the front. I pick a plain pair of white vans. I look presentable, not that I care but still. I go to the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. I blow dry my hair then braid it to the side. I put on a little amount of makeup. Just mascara, powder and blush. Simple. Just as I finish I hear a knock on the door. I grab my phone and slid it into my back pocket, and go to the front door. I open to see Harry standing there, smiling a rather cheeky smile. I smile at him.
"Ready to go?" He asks me.
"Very..." I say, wanting to get as far away from Grady as humanly possible.
"We just had another... argument."
"Did he hurt you?!" I flinch at his sudden raising of his voice.
"No. He never would. I know that for a fact." I say looking down. Grady would never physically hurt me, but mentally, he is killing me.
"If I find out he ever hurts you, there will be hell to pay." Maybe Harry really cares. And the thought of that makes me smile.
"What are you smiling about?" He asks, playfully.
"I was just thinking that maybe... uh... you, uh c-care." I stutter. Crap I sound like an idiot.
"Of course I do!"
"Its nice. You know, having someone care about you." I say, I can't bring myself to smile.
"I'll always be here for you, okay? Just ring me if you need anything. Ever."
"I would but I don't have a number to call you at." I laugh. He blushes.
"Oh uh yeah. Well can I see your phone?" He asks nervously.
"Sure." I hand it to.
"Who's 'Jake, the sexiest man alive.(;'?" I groan.
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The tragic romance of Anna Michelson.Romance
[ON HOLD] Anna's best friend, Grady, gets concert tickets to see One Direction, she freaks! She has been a fan since the start and the thought of going to one of their concerts made her so happy. The happiest shes been in a while... And you see... A...