Now I see |H.S.| ON HOLD

Chapter 20

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It is now Friday. I have been avoiding Harry all week. He hasn't been in class a few days and the days he does show up he arrives late and sits farthest away from me. I have no doubt that he has been avoiding me too. It hurts a bit but I know it's for the best. I have been doing a lot of writing in my journal and I also have done a lot of thinking.

I just left school and Niall has been giving me a ride all week. I have been quiet ever sense Monday and I haven't said much to him in the car. I can tell he is worried about me because everyday he would ask me if I'm okay or not.

I would always answer yes but I know I'm not. Others clearly know also. I feel like complete shit. It's odd because all that happened was a kiss. But I never knew that it would have an impact like that.

At the moment it is just me in my room and I am supposed to be reading but all I'm doing is thinking. I have reread this page more than 5 times and nothing is processing.

I think I would feel better If I could talk to someone about this but I can't. I don't trust anyone here and if I do tell anyone they will most likely judge me.

My phone buzzes on the night stand but I second guess on checking it. I wish that it's Harry. But I don't at the same time.

I finally throw my book down and reach for my phone on my night stand.

It's a message from Cher and I unlock it to read it fully.

"I'm going home for the weekend. If you need anything don't hesitate to call."

That text is a bit of relief. I don't have to worry about sleeping next to the friend I betrayed. I'm pretty sure Harry is going with her. So I wont have to worry that much this weekend. I want to do something but I also want to just relax.

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Some type of way I drifted to sleep. It must be from me being exhausted because I would stay up all night thinking of Harry and feeling terrible for how I basically stabbed Cher in the back. I have been lying too much lately and I hate it. I never lied this much in Silverton.

I hear the bathroom door squeak open. Maybe it's just Cher getting her clothes for the weekend. I'm too lazy to rise so I just roll to my other side with my eyes close.

"Shhh"

Wait that's not Cher. Cher's voice is not that deep. I'm scared that i know who that it. I'm slightly uncomfortable that he is in my room while I'm sleep. Isn't he supposed to be with Cher? Why is he in the room!

"Harry why are you in here." I say not moving and keeping my eye lids shut. "Shit Val! You scared me. I though you were sleep." He says. I peek one eye open and see Niall and Zayn on Cher's bed. What the hell.

"Why are you guys here?" I say rising and rubbing my eyes. I sit up straight and try to hold in my yawn but it breaks through. "Were waiting for Cher to get back so we can go out to eat." Zayn says looking at his phone. I look over to Niall and he is looking directly at me. Now this is awkward.

"She didn't tell you?" I look over at Harry. My vision is always blurry when I wake up and It still is hard for me to see correctly so I squint my eyes. I feel awkward looking at him but I try not to make the guys suspicious between us.

"Tell me what?" Harry says with a straight face. This doesn't add up. "She went home for the weekend..." I say moving my feet to the end of the bed getting ready to stand up. "She what?" Niall said surprised. Zayn looks up from his phone and looks at Harry.

"She didn't text you anything?" I ask Harry but his face is still straight with no expression. He looks straight at me and shakes his head slowly. "Guess we have to go with out her." Harry says as he heads for the door.