I wake up the next morning and walk into the bathroom, I have mascara running down my cheeks and yesterdays smudged eyebrows

I stand and think about everything... Simon doesn't love me! Was he using me? Was I just an little extra in his life that meant nothing to him? I don't know and I will never know don't ever want to see him again

Suddenly, my phone goes off, breaking me out of my daydream. Its text message from Harry it reads- please come back for a few hours today. I'm worried sick about you. we need to talk xx

I think about it for a minute, I don't want to see him but I need to talk to Harry

I thank Freya, grab my stuff and head out of the door.

I knock on the sidemen door and Simon answers he looks at me and I barge past shoving his shoulder and run to Harrys room where he is waiting for me

me- can i help you

Harry- WTF WHERE YOU THINKING KISSING SIMON

he shoves my shoulders

I hear the door open and stand therewith my eyes tightly shut stopping the tears from falling, I feel someone grab my arm and drag me somewhere before hearing a door shut. I open my eyes tears falling anf freeze when I see who it is... Simon.

he moves closer and I whisper under my breath

me- please don't hurt me

simon- I'm not going to hurt you I would never do that...