Spotted [h.s]

Forty nine

"I'm coming." Harry says, his words breaking my heart.

I coudn't believe it.

I expected him to ignore everything the Chloe girl was saying and Harry had done the exact opposite.

Before I knew it, I was giving him death stares.

My face glazed for a split - second, I was frowning, and pursing my lips together.

"I can't believe you're letting her ruin us again." I had to say it. I wasn't going to let Paige do whatever the hell she wanted to and expect Harry to come after her.

He was mine.

Harry ignores everything I say and refuses to even look at me.

"Words can't explain how much you've hurt me right now." I frowned, looking away.

Harry continues to ignore me, and after a few minutes I noticed we were back at our hotel.

Still refusing to acknowledge that I was talking to him, he shoves his phone out of his pocket.

"Gemma?" Harry speaks into the phone.

"Can you meet me outside the hotel? Please?" So he wanted Gemma to take me back so I wouldn't go with him?

Fuck you, Harry.

"Hurry, please." His voice is urgent, and then he quickly gets off, gesturing for me to get out of the car without saying a word to me.

The silence was slowly killing me, I thought I was going to cry.

"Are you going to talk to me or not?" I said, my voice breaking.

Harry still ignores me.

"Thank you for choosing her over me." I bravely say to his face.

As the tears begin to fall, I dragged myself away from where he was.

Like always, two strong arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me against his chest, making me jolt.

"It's not like that--"

"Don't fucking touch me!" I screamed at him, both surprised and angry. Surprised that he finally thought it was necessary to answer me, and angry that he had dared to.

His hand instantly covered my mouth, gesturing for me to keep quiet.

"Baby--"

"Don't call me that!" I yelled again, doing everything in my power to detach his arms from my waist, but Harry doesn't let me go.

"What the hell is happening here?" Gemma magically appears. Harry grabs my hand and pulls me behind him, walking towards Gemma and saying things I coudn't hear.

"Don't touch me!" I yell once again, freeing my hands from his grip and standing behind Gemma.

"Gem, just stay with her. I'll explain everything when I get back. Please." His voice is urgent.

Gemma nods at her brothers request and turns to look at me, and the expression on her face saying she's completely weirded out by us.

"Baby please," He tries to hold my hands but I slap them away.

"If you leave," I angrily wipe the tears with the back of my hands, "I'll know you chose her, and that I am nothing to you."

"I love you." His eyes are burning into mine as he says every word, his voice strong enough to prove that he's speaking the truth, but I beg to differ.

"Then stay."

"I have to take care of this. I'll be back soon, I promise."

Harry's gaze doesn't leave my face as he takes a step back. "I love you." His emphasis was clear to depict what he was trying to convey to me.