CHAPTER 10

ANGIES POV

I was mad that I didn't get to go to the interview, but I was kind of happy that I was alone with Harry. Maybe now he would apologize for using me, then slapping me.

"So does your hand still hurt?" I asked Harry, breaking the silence.

"Yeah it stings." He repiled.

"I know the feeling." I said thinking back to the pain of my cheek.

"Angie I'm sorry." Harry mumbled.

"Sorry for what? Breaking my heart 3 years ago? Using me kn-"

I was cut off.

"I broke your heart?" Harry asked suprised.

I didn't mean to say that. I didn't want him to know my true feelings I had for him 3 years ago. Now this was going to be awkward. "Yes Harry. I mean we were so close and then you dumped me for your career. I always knew that you would go far with singing, I really did, but I always thought that I would go with you on your journey. But then it seemed as if you didn't want me on your tour, or need me. And then when you came back to my house, still wanting to use me, I wasn't allowed to go on your adventure. And Harry, have you ever thought of me, and how it would feel to go to school with all these people falling all over you, and wanting to date the famous Harry Styles, and to know that I already did, and he dumped me. It's awful. It's like you don't even care or think of me."

Harry stopped walking and stared at me. "You're right. I never did think about you. In the past three years I never thought of how I left you there in that small town. But it must count for something that I came back." Harry said.

"You know Harry, when you called and said you were stopping by, yeah then I thought taht maybe you had realized how much I had been hurting and wanted to make things right. But no. You came right into my house and tried to use me. To be honest, I did want to take you back and be your girlfriend."

"So why didn't you?" he asked confused.

"Because you said you only wanted to date me, for pretend. At first, I was excited just to be around you, and thats why I agreed." I said in a hushed tone.

"So what changed your excitement to be around me?" Harry asked.

"I calmed down and realized that I need to respect myself and have morals. Then that night I went to Nialls room and he told me what I was doing was cruel and all. But then I told him, what I just told you."

"Yes and...?" Harry asked, waiting for me to continue.

"And then at that signing, when he said I was right, well thats what he was talking about."

"It figures." Harry mumbled. "I get it know. And that first kiss with Niall the second night was to help get you and I to breakup, and make me look bad?"

"Yes. But then when we kissed, there was a spark, and we decided that things with you and I, had to end. So that's why at the interview Niall made it official that you and I were over, and him and I were started." I awnsered.

"Then I acted like a jerk, yet again, and slapped you."

"Yupp." I said.

"When I tried to apologize to you on the bus, what you said, was wrong." Harry said.

"No it wasn't Harry! We just went over that!" She yelled back exhaustedly.

"Listen Angie, yes when I first came back I wanted to use you. But then when you and Niall announced you were dating, I got jealous. I shouldn't have slapped you, and I am sorry. But then after I slapped you, I had so much rage, that I uhh, hurt my hand."

"What was the rage from?" I asked?

"BECAUSE I LIKE YOU, FOR REAL!!" Harry yelled. "And I didn't have the strength to tell you that on the bus, so I sat there and cried. Thats why I came into the hotel room crying."

I was shocked. Harry actually had feelings for me. "Too little, too late." I said, and I ran back to the hotel.