The first thing Rachel did when she arrived home was sleep. I sang her to sleep and just sat on the bed with her. I was reading the book she had just finished when Harry came into the room.
"Hey, Zayn, can I ask you something?" "Sure no problem." He looked down at his feet and had a look of shame on his face. "What happened mate?" Tears swelled up in his eyes and I knew this was one of the rare times that Harry was going to break.
He sat on the bed and cried. He just let it all flow. I knew he didn't want to talk. I knew he just needed a friend.
"Zayn what am I going to do!? She left and I didn't do anything about it she's gone and I don't understand how stupid I could be!!" "Morgan? Morgan left?" "Yes and she said that she hated me and never wanted to see me again!" He was crying so hard I could barely understand a word he said.
"I'm sorry. Im-" He just stopped talking. All Harry did was cry. He didn't move. He was scaring me. There was no sound coming out of his mouth he was just sobbing.
"Harry?" I shook him. "Harry? Harry!" He was scaring me. I don't know what happened to him. "Rachel wake up." I whispered to her. "Yeah?" "Call the ambulance there's something wrong with Harry." She got up without hesitation and grabbed her phone.
I walked throughout Rachel's house and woke up Chisom. She stayed the night. I told her what happened and she got her coat and shoes and asked if she could help with anything. I told her that it was fine and in a minute flashing red and white lights were outside of the house.
I honestly didn't want to leave Harry but its gotten to be too much for me now. He's cheated on me once before and I let it go because he was drunk. But this time I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I ignored it.
I was sitting at my dining room table with Harry. We were both having pop tarts because late night snacks were our thing. He went to the bathroom while I was playing a game on his phone. Someone called him. I picked it up and it was a girl.
"Harry, I miss you when are you coming back to England. I've been awful lonely and cold at night. Hopefully I'll see you soon. I love you. Bye."
I didn't have a chance to answer and she hung up. Harry came out of the bathroom and looked at my tear filled eyes. "Who was that!?" I yelled throwing his phone at him. His eyes grew wide and his cheerful smile turned to a horrified frown.
"Harry answer me." He looked up at me and said "I am so sorry." "Harry who was that!?!?" "Cheyenne." "Who is Cheyenne?" "My girlfriend from London.."
I backed away from him. "You can't be serious." No answer... "Harry what the hell!" "I forgot about her when I met you! I'm sorry. And I forgot to tell her that I was going to end it but... she never came to my mind." "But you didn't tell me you had. A girlfriend when you met me!!" "Because I forgot!" "I'm sorry, Harry, you need to leave." "Morgan please dont-" "Go. I never want to see you again."
His jaw dropped and his eyes grew wide. "You're serious?" He asked. "Harry why the fuck wouldn't I be serious!?!? LEAVE!!" He turned around and left. He didn't say anything. The last thing I saw him do was get in the car, crying. And he left.
I will never forgive him.