Ur Harrys perspektiv

I went in to my room and called Caroline, after 3 tones she answered.

'Hello Babz' she sounded really happy.

'Caroline... what happened yesterday night?'

'what?'

'I can't remember, what happened?'

'we were dancing and you got really drunk, then you said you loved me and we kissed. Why are we even talking about this? Anyway, i'm home alone today, maybe you wanna come over? I would love that'

'no Caroline, it's over between us! Can't you just realize that ?! I was drunk and made some mistakes.. alright?'

'so, you don't love me?'

'no Caroline, I like someone else!'

'oh, is it that brown ugly girl? Ehh...what's her name.. Mathi- Mathilda?'

'yea, her name is Mathilda.. but she's not ugly at all.. if someone here's ugly, it's you because you are just that fake person who don't care about anyone! Mathilda is a lovely girl and she's really beautiful and yea.. I think I like her!' now I was just really angry, how could Caroline say something like that?

'hahaha, you're hilarious Haz. Hahahaha, you sound like a really dumb person' she laughed. I couldnt talk.. I was hurt because of her, she was the one that wasn't drunk and could stop it.

She was the one that had made Mathilda hate me.. how could she?

'anyway, why were you even calling me?'

I couldn't answer. My throat was dry, my eyes were wet, I could feel a little dizzy in my head and I just couldn't handle this..

'Harry?' Caroline asked with an unfriendly voice.

I couldn't even listen to her anymore, it was like every time she said a word it came through me and felt like it stabbed my stomach ten thousands times. It hurt. She had hurt me more then when she cheated on me.

'you're an asshole Harry' then she just hung up.

I slowly lay down in my bed and put my head in my pillow. What was I supposed to do... a girl I really liked lay in bed crying because of me..

I guess...the only thing was to talk with her, even if I knew that when I would see her face I would break down into tears.. but what could I do? I needed to explain to her the whole story even if she still wouldn't forgive me.

I stood up and slowly walked out to the living room where Louis sat, but he wasn't alone. Zayn, Niall and Liam were there too and they all looked up at me.

'where's the girls?' I said, tried to hide my shaky voice.

'they're still sleeping, Louis woke us up and told us. How are you?' Niall said with a sad face.

'I dont wanna talk about it, im going to talk to Mathilda...' I said and walked to the door, and then walked out with no Good Bye. I wasn't in that mood..

Ur Soles perspektiv

'Harry what are you doing here?' sa jag med ingen känsla i rösten. Vad skulle han här och göra? Jag menar, som att ett förlåt skulle räcka Mathildas brustna hjärta....

'please let me explain..'

'no Harry..not now, we already know to much! Mathii feels like crap right now and need to take some days alone! You cant come here and think that you just can say Sorry..her heart is broken, did you even think of that when you did it? I mean, i thought you really liked her.. or did you make up with that?'

'Sole pleas-'

'good bye Harry..' avbröt jag och stängde igen dörren. Guud, vad tänkte han med? Han kunde fan inte komma och bara tro att allt var okej.. var han ens medveten om vad han hade gjort? Hur skadad Mathilda hade blivit? Vilken jävla nöt.

Out of Louis perspective

after just 5 minutes the door opened again and Harry came in to the living room, but he didnt looked at us. He just walked through us, in to his room and closed the door.

'I think you need to talk with him Louis.. you're his bestfriend and I think he really need you at this point' Zayn said to me and gave me a half smile..

'yea, you're right.. maybe you should tell your girlfriends before Sole and Mathilda do..'

'right!' Niall said and we all 4 went in to each room, except from me who went to Harrys room.

I opened the door and saw Harry lay in his bed with his head in the pillow.

'harry..'

I went to the bed and sat down beside him.

'what happened?' I asked.

'Sole opened the door.. she was really angry at me' he sighed and looked up from the pillow.

'I guess you just have to let her be alone for some days and then you can try to explain again...'

'yea, it seems like that is the only thing I can do...' he sighed.

I lay my arm around his shoulder and tried to comfort him.

'she will understand Harry..'

'no Louis...she wont. She wont believe me..'

I just sighed.. I couldn't do anything and that hurt me.. it hurt me to see Harry so sad and low.

After an hour just talking boy talk we started to play some Wii, my new Wii!

We had really fun and I think I got Harry on other thoughts couse he couldn't stop laughing at my weird moves.

Suddenly Zayn opened the door and interrupted our game. I looked over at him and saw that something was wrong.

Zayn was crying. And not a little... it was a lot of tears.