Harry Ch.6

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And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane, but the ones who were truly insane, were the ones that couldn't hear the music.. 

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I took Olive to her house after she passed out, when I knocked and her brother answered I was relieved but he was giving me a questioning look so I just told him that she fainted over how hot I was. And he rolled his eyes but nodded letting me tuck his sister in.

I wrote Olive a note on a post-it and placed it on her forehead. I wrote the note because I wanted her to get away from me. I realized long before I slammed a door against her face that I was a bad influence. She's a good girl, and i'm no heartless person.. well not a completely heartless person. The other reason is because I just didn't want to be around her anymore. Well I did... or do, but it would be better if I stayed clear from her.

I drove back to my apartment after, I was starving once I got there so I made myself a bowl of cocoa- puffs and enjoyed the 9:00 pm cereal that was sort of a breakfast?.. 

I wanted to get away from her as far as possible. And trust me on this, I alway's keep up to my expectations. Always.

5 years later

I walked home from a job interview. Turns out my life didn't turn out to complete shit, but I can't really say considering I'm only halfway through with it. I'm still in university studying law. I hated every bit of it. except for 2 subjects. Science, and English. a bit of History but that's all.

I never heard from Olive. I hated her, I don't want to go into detail as to why I do. So i'll try to explain it briefly.

She was walking into the woods. And me being the idiot that I was. Was in her tree house at the time, She was pissed about the note and once she caught me in there, She completely flipped out. Bat shit crazy.

I believe her exact words were "What the heck are you doing here Harold! you tell me you never wanted to see my face and you end up In MY tree house, In MY woods! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!" at that point I was pretty pissed off when she had told me it was her woods. But, that wasn't what got me to completely hate her.

Prom night, I was forced to go. I had to, my sister bought me a $200 dollar suit and it couldn't completely go to no use. Money shouldn't go to waste.

I saw her in this aqua purple beautiful dress, and her hair was cut into a very short bob, just at the end of her jaw line. She looked gorgeous, Too bad she's a complete bitch who should keep her mouth shut.

She caught me staring at her and she smiled at me. I thought she thought that we were friends again but I didn't want her to, at the time I was still hurt that she told me the woods were hers when it held more value to me, It was my safe haven, practically a second home.

So I walked over to her and spilled my kool-aid on her dress. It was a dick move but the anger I felt was taking over my subconscious. "Oops!" I replied smirking at her, She gasped and tears welled in her eyes. I felt guilty and stupid, But what she said next was the reason for my strong dislike against her began. 

"Why Harold WHY!" She was sobbing at the time. "Your just acting like this because your fucking parents died! GET OVER IT YOU FUCKING PRICK! DIDO HARRY SHIT LIKE THAT HAPPENS TO EVERYONE. STOP FELLING SORRY FOR YOURSELF!!" She practically screamed. The whole gym was filled with loud 'Ohs' and I was furious about two things, where she got the information, and how she had screamed at me for feeling hurt. She walked away trying to wipe the kool-aid off of her dress, guys were trying  to grab her attention, some even tried to grab her ass but she walked away to quickly shouting at them to 'fuck off'.

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