CyberBully | h.s au

Three

I woke up with the sun beating down on me. I covered my mouth with a yawn and stretched my limbs. The first thought that came to my head was the person I was messaging last night. I reached over to grab my phone and what I saw made my stomach clench.

Rachelray- omgg i cant believe she fell for it 😂😂

bob88- is she really that pathetic

paigeyy- thats disgusting that she went along with it 😷

Shit. I quickly scrolled up and saw that Harry tagged me in a picture. I clicked on it and saw a screenshot of the Kiks from last night. I felt like crying. It was him the whole time. I was so desperate for a friend. How did I not realize it was him from the username.

My nose scrunched up and I could feel the tears forming in my eyes but I blinked them away and got on with my day.

I didn't have any friends to invite over so it was another long summer day spent with my dog, watching reruns of how I met your mother.

When my mom got home from work she hurried in to where I was sitting.

"Honey help me with the table, we're having guests over tonight."

"Who?" I asked completely confused. We never had guests.

"The Styles. Me and Anne want to catch up!"

I thought my heart stopped there. Our parents were always good friends considering we grew up together and he was our neighbor. I could remember us as kids running around his backyard while we squirted each other with water guns. I wanted to smile at the memory, but the thought of what he had just done to me last night came back and I felt like crying.

"Okay. I'll be down in a minute." I told my mom.

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I wore a floral dress that stopped just above my knee. It was strapless and fit perfectly around the curve of my breasts. If there was one feature about myself that I loved, it was my breasts. They were the only good feature I had since they were a size C. My butt was too big and my hair was boringly straight.

I had pulled my hair back into a high pony and brushed some mascara over my eye lashes. Even though Harry was an ass hole, I felt the need to try and impress him. 

I spent most of the day cleaning around the house with my mom so it didn't leave me much time to get ready but I was done by the time the doorbell rung. I told myself to take deep breathes as I walked down the stairs to greet the Styles. Would Harry act like we were friends?

As I made my way to the door I saw that my mom and dad were already standing and inviting the Styles in. I caught a glimpse of Harry and my mouth nearly dropped. He stood typing away on his phone, probably texting his friends that he was already bored here and wanted to leave. He looked so good in his dress shirt and tie. His curls laid effortlessly over his shoulders and his summer tan looked so good on him. I was always jealous of how tan he got in the summer. I either burned or stayed pale.

"Claire!" Ms.Styles exclaimed, causing me to snap my head away from Harry. "You look beautiful! Did you grow since the last time we saw you? When was that anyways? Maybe three months ago." she engulfed me in a hug.

"I don't think I grew." I shrugged and chuckled awkwardly. "Still pretty short for someone my age."

She took ahold of my shoulder and shook it playfully. "You're perfect." she smiled.

I always liked Mr.Styles.

"How are you Claire?" Mr.Styles spoke up from behind Anne and I.

I could feel my throat tighten as my eyes flickered towards Harry's figure. The question seemed to interest him since he was now looking straight at me and not his phone. If I didn't know better, I'd think he was actually concerned about my answer.

His eyes stared intensely into mine causing me to squirm, but he seemed the least bit uncomfortable with the interaction considering he continued to stare into my eyes.

"Um, good. Yeah I'm good." I tried to smile.

"Brilliant!" Ms.Styles gave my shoulder a squeeze but I could barely pay attention as I watched as Harry's eyes narrowed. He seemed to be considering my answer before he shook his head and went back to texting. He was probably telling his friends how annoying I was.

If I had the confidence, I would confront Harry about all the sh*t he puts me through, but I didn't have the confidence.

"Lets go eat." my mom said and we all shuffled towards the dining room.

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