"Harry? Are you sure you're okay?" I can tell Harry is annoyed because of the whole Niall confrontation just by the way he's reading his menu. The top of his knuckles are white from how tight he's holding onto the menu and he's jaw is clenched while he studies the overly priced, hard pronounced meals.

"I'm fine." He nearly growls not even bothering to make eye contact with me.

"Okay.. God." I mumble under my breath.

"Listen I'm sorry I'm being such an ass." He says reaching for my hand across the table. I move it quickly and look away from him.

"Can we go home."

"What? We didn't even get our appetizers yet?."

"Harry. Please." This time I look at him in the eyes hoping he'll just agree.

"Alright."

Without anything else being said we stand up and exit the restaurant trying to avoid all attention from the paps.

"Harry are you and Rion dating? Are you official?" I hear someone shout. Usually we just ignore them but when I feel Harry let go of my wrist I know something is wrong..

"Yes. we're dating. She's my beautiful girlfriend and no one can tell me other wise."

"Harry.." I whisper in his ear. "what about modest?"

"Fuck em."

--

"Sorry that our date didn't go as planned." he murmured above my head as I lay my head on his bare stomach in his king sized bed.

"It's okay."

Tonight was suppose to be perfect. Tonight I was suppose to lose my virginity. But no fucking Tessa had to ruin that. She is a manipulative bitch. A complete utter bitch.

"Harry, I have to tell you something." I speak against his chest.

This is the right thing. He needs to know why Niall is doing what he's doing.

"What is it?" He sleepily grumbles.

"Niall-"

"Save it. Don't you dare try and defend that asshole."

"Harry he's not an asshole! Will you shutup and listen to me!" I sit up while raising my voice a little.

That caught Harry's attention. We both are sitting up, Harry leaning his back on the head board with his legs sprawled out. I sit to the side of him cross crossed playing with his long fingers trying to find the right words to say.

"I'm sorry." He sighed. "Go on and tell me what you wanted to say."

"No interruptions please."

He motioned his hand as if he zipped his lips. And then I began to speak..

"When you.. umm When you and Tessa.. I'm sorry this is really hard for me to say" I take a deep breath and try again. "When you guys dated she did some bad things."

"I'm aware."

"No Harry, I mean things without you knowing."

Harry looks at me with his eyebrows furrowed together trying to prepare himself from what's coming out of my mouth next.

"Well you remember when Modest threatened to release your 'Sex tape'."

"Yeah." he laughs. I squeeze his hand trying to comfort him as best as I can.

"It wasn't Modest. It was Tessa."

He laughs.

"Harry Tessa has videos and pictures of you. Private pictures. And a whole video of you and her."

He covers my mouth before I can finish. His eyes softened up and his whole body tensed.

"Please don't finish that sentence."

"Harry I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner I was just trying."

"To protect me. I know."

"Yes. And so has-"

"Niall."

"Yes Harry everything he's doing is for you.."

I stare at Harry while he sits there lost for words trying to sink in the sad reality of it all. His soft sad eyes begin to fill with something.. Something dark. His expression changed in seconds..

He jumps out of bed and heads towards the dresser pulling out a black shirt and black jeans throwing them on fast.

"Harry?" No answer he keeps changing.

I step off the bed making my way towards him. "Harry? Listen to me." I try and get his attention but doesn't work.

"Harry.." I say one last time putting my hand on his cheek. Bad choice. He grabs my wrist hard and places it towards my side. I know Harry would never hurt me but for some reason I flinched at his contact.

"Rion?" He looked at me with pleading eyes.

I don't say a word just back away. I don't want to feel the wrath of Harry. When I don't answer he's looks everywhere but at me.

"I got to go." He mumbles waking towards the door.

"Harry-"

It's too late. He's gone.

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It's been three hours and Harry still hasn't returned. it's four in the morning and I'm scared. He has some pretty intense anger issues and I'm nervous he's gonna do or did something bad.

A loud thud at the door scares me to the point I jumped out of bed.

"Rion, it's me open the door."

Niall?

I slowly walk to the door unlocking the lock and slowly open the door revealing a busted up Niall trying to contain a completely wasted busted up bleeding Harry.

"Niall that's her! That's my sexy ass girlfriend!" He laughs "And you can't have her!" Harry shouts like a drunken idiot.

Oh my God what happened.

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