"I don't know why you're upset. You dumped me," Harry remarked defensively.
"You didn't answer my question."
"Yes, Cryssy, okay? I'm f*****g chipper." And she nodded. Harry huffed, and turned on his heels before stalking back to his car. He slammed the door shut and revved his engine, only looking back at Cryssy when he was setting off. She was hugging the towel close to her body, a few streaks of tears gracing her porcelain cheeks. And it was only after he was down the road and his anger had subsided that he realized he was a complete and utter prick.
Chapter 19
Harry's curls flopped down over his forehead lazily, his normal half-wilted quiff seeming to be too much for him nowadays. He was in a relationship with Lacey Burman, his manager saying she was good for his image and, although
