Harry's POV

The expression on Liam's face when he sees me is full of annoyance and disappointment. He freezes at the entrance glaring at me while I fucking froze from the cold outside.

"Where is she?" I walk past him and  make my way to the living room.

"Asleep obviously" I see him roll his eyes and I fight the urge to punch him im the face.

"Why didn't she come to fucking Seattle?"

"You were there?" He sounds more surprised than annoyed now.

I head to the stairs ignoring his question and the temptation to hit him. His hand grabs my arm and it tightens. He's really begging for me to fucking fight with him.

"I don't think that's a good idea-"

"You don't get to tell me what to do. Let go."

I decide not to go upatairs finally. Not because Liam told me not to, but because I know Tessa will be disturbed. I miss seeing her sleep next to me. Her angelic face lying on my chest. Her hands wrapped around my waist. Her breath tickling my bare chest. It's been almost two weeks that I haven't felt her touch. I miss the annoyed look on her face when I piss her off and even her yelling while we argue.

"Why didn't she come to Seattle?" I ask again.

"I told her to stay here with me..." he said as coldly as he can and I notice a distant look in his eyes.

"Who the fuck do you think you are to ask her such a thing? And I was waiting for her there like a fucking loser." I stop for a moment to when I see him thrown off with my loud voice.  "You'd better have a good explanation." I cross my arms dramatically waiting for an answer. He shifts uncomfortably making his way to the sink to gulp a glass of water.

"I needed her company," he stutters. "We had dinner then went to the theatre. I wasn't-"

"You asshole, you love birds were having fun in here while I was fucking up there?" My hands rush to the collar of his shirt and he tries to pull away but my grip only tightens.

"Wait...wait, I didn't fini-" he manages to sit the cup on the counter and wave his hands in the air.

"Don't you even you piece of shit. How could you turn on me? I knew you would eventually do it..." I push him to the wall and bark in his face.

"But-"

"You don't deserve to be around her. She is mine-"

"Im not yours." the voice comes as cold and calm as ever from behind me. The voice I've been craving to hear. "Get your hands off him."

I jump back and my hands stop functioning as I see her walk down the stairs. My heart instantly melts at the way her hair is tucked softly behind her ears and the pijama full of small pandas hangs on her body. She looks flawless, as usual.

My brain functions again and my heart aches at the word I don't want to believe she said.

"Tessa..." I start

"No Harry don't even say my name. You dump me for ten days without even caring or even texting me. Then all you do is come in the middle of the night and fight Liam and then what? Expect me to forgive you and go back to you as if nothing happened?  What the hell is wrong with you? Is this how you wanted our encounter after this period to be? You go around spending the night at another girl's place then lie to me about it. And you want me to be okay with that. And what have I told you about fighting with others? You think that when you fight them, I will love you more? I don't think so. I'm hurt Harry, more than you'd ever think.I can't be your part time lover. I feel miserable, I feel awful, like a coward. I've given you too many chances and all you do is ruin them. I'm not doing it forever Harry. You will regret it only when it's too late. When I leave you for good."

She is out of breath when she finishes and I am out of colour. It drains off my face and I feel a piercing pain in my chest. That nagging ache filled my bones as I look in her infuriated eyes. I feel as if the world is being destroyed by my feet and I'm standing there staring at it helplessly. I'm so weak without her by my side. I feel empty and shallow. I feel so small and guilty that no matter what I do I end up fucking things up. But I get this feeling that if she loves me she wouldn't leave me and it reassures me everytime.

I stare at her and back at him, having an inner struggle whether to ask about her going out with Liam or not. Then I change my mind, I've alreasy screwed up tonight, let that be tomorrow's problem.

She seems mixed up too as she asks Liam if he is okay. Of course she would ask. She is Tessa.

The look in her eyes is so foreign to me. She wouldn't look at me but I can see pain in her eyes. Pain that I have caused. As always.

"Shut the door in your way out." she tells as she heads to the stairs.

"Wait. We need to talk.."

"There is nothing really to talk about. I've said what I have and I think that's enough. Stay away from me Harry. I'm warning you." she tells as she disappears in the upper floor..

Fuck. This is going to be a long week. A fucking long week.