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Harry slammed the door shut, and Perrie was standing on the other side of it. Her face was stained with make-up that had dried on her face from the tears she cried. She had just stopped crying, but once the door shut, she couldn’t help but cry. Her heart was in her stomach, and she felt like she couldn’t breath. “Harry, please?” She cried, but there was no answer. She leaned against the wall behind her, and slid down it, covering her face as she began crying again. She heard a few things crash to the ground from inside, and pounds on the wall. She stood up quickly, placing a hand to the door. “Harry, calm down,” she said softly.














