Harry ran back in the house. I was setting the table trying not to sulk. "Care to explain?" I glared. "Sasha, I..." Harry started. "Shut up!" I yelled. I took a deep breath and went to my room. I got dressed then wrapped up my plate of food in plastic wrap and stuck it in the microwave. "I'm going out." I said quietly. "W-Where?" Harry asked walking towards me "OUT!" I screamed and he stepped back. I walked out of the door passing Taylor and went out side. I ushered through the millions of screaming fans and sat down on a bench in Central Park. I sighed deeply when I fan sat down next to me. "Are you ok?" she asked. "What do you care?" I said to myself quietly but loud enough in which she heard. "Sorry" I said and walked back to the apartment.For 2 weeks couldn't talk to him. Every time I showed up for a meeting with 1D, I told the boys everything and completely ignored Harry. I was depressed. I was also a waitress at my sisters restaurant, but I couldn't wait on couples, or pretty much any tables that had people celebrating romance. I was forced to wait on Harry a few times but gave him his usual order whether he liked it or not.
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