Chapter 70
Nicole’s POV
I woke up to the dreaded sound of my alarm clock at a too early to be awake hour in the morning, What made it worse was that I had completely forgotten that I would be having to get up this early today so that just made getting up even more unbearable.
It’s been a littler over a week since the whole scene with the New Year’s party and everything, and honestly, little has changed at all. I had at least been expecting things to get a little better and a little progress to be made in the situation with my friends, but everything was pretty much the same.
They continued to not really talk to me, and then three of them would either leave the dorm before me in the morning or waited until I left before they would leave a few minutes later. The way they were handling it was quite childish though. I didn’t see why we wouldn’t just sit and talk about all this and work it all out.
Instead though they just decided to not talk to me, and only talk about me occasionally to each other. I wasn’t sure if they knew or not that I heard the things that they would say about me and this whole situation, but I did, I heard almost every insult and angry comment they could say about me.
I couldn’t say that it didn’t bother me even the slightest bit to have to me friends that I’ve been so close to for so long feel this way about me now and be perfectly okay with saying these things about me, because it was a bit hurtful. But now I’ve basically just gotten used to it which probably isn’t the best thing, but that’s what it’s come to.
I’ve just come to the conclusion that they probably weren’t going to be a part of my life anymore, and I guess that I was okay with that since the school year was almost over anyway. I supposed that it would make going or separate ways to different colleges a lot easier than it would’ve been a few months ago.
Right now most of my time and thoughts have been directed towards Harry. He’s good at helping me forget about the drama with my friends, whether he’s just talking to me about something, or in other ways.
A few days after the party, he had been bringing up a bit of what happened, asking me how I was doing and if I was okay.
A few days ago he seemed to have gotten the hint that I really wasn’t up for talking about it all that much since I had gotten to the point where I would just tell him I was fine and then go into talking about something else. Now Harry just doesn’t mention it at all and the two of us I guess really just act like everything was really fine.
It was nice being with him because I really didn’t have to worry about anything or any drama with him. It was even better spending time with him now that I didn’t have to worry about my friends seeing us together and all those other worries I had, they were almost all gone now. I’ve taken it amongst myself to sometimes just bother my friends for the fun of it.
Mostly it was just eating lunch in the dining hall with Harry instead of in the coffee shop, and then during the weekends when I’d be picking out an outfit to wear before going out with Harry, I’d make sure they were in the room at the time.
I knew that I was being childish and immature in the way I was handling all this, but my friends honestly weren’t any better. We weren’t making any progress in making up and I seriously did not think we were ever going to. It just felt like too much of our friendship and trust was already broken that it’d take to long to fix.
I knew that I probably had to be the one to really make an effort to patch up the friendship I had with them, but they couldn’t just not make an effort at all. With they way they’ve been acting they have made it pretty clear that they seem to be done with me, so really what was the point of trying anyway.
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