CLASH (1D FanFic)

Chapter 5

"So, Harry is your precious name, huh"

I smirked and rolled my eyes.

"Well, yeah" He smiled at me then I smirked again.

"So, yeah. I got to go. I'm very much sorry for bothering. I swear I won't do it again" He apologizes.

My lips formed a shape of a line then I tell them "Yeah. It's okay now"

"Thanks. Bye."

He said once again and to my surprise, he stepped near me and places a kiss on my forehead.

What.

It took time for me to process everything. I don't know. It just seemed, weird. Awkward, but weird.

"O..okay. See you again soon" The words escaped my mouth before I could hold it back.

What the fuck did I just say?!

His brows rise and smiled.

"You sure? You wanna see me again?"

"Nah...no. What I meant was, like, uhm, see you around? Yeah, see you around if you comin back to the club. Yeah." I was stuttering. What the?

"Oh. Really huh" He smiled even deeper.

Seriously, Harry? Seriously?

"Just go now. Whether we see soon or not." I pushed him to the door and he playfully smiles.

"I should know, you want to see me more often" He laughed and locked his eyes unto mine.

Oh those green eyes. They're too lovely. Why didn't I notice those colors a while ago?

Wait, whut. No! That was a sick joke. His eyes are not lovely. Not at all.

"Hah! You wish." I rolled my eyes even more dramatically and hardly.

He's really annoying. And he should be glad I haven't had laid an arm on him yet.

"Bye Harry!" I sarcastically smiled and pushed him further enough for him to step out of my room.

I did not allow him to speak again because I closed the door in front of him, then leaned my back on the door.

It feels like a deja vu. And I think I remember this happen just hours ago.

I walked towards my bed and laid on it. What a day!

I couldn't imagine what has happened today. Tonight, specifically.

Earlier this morning I just had a good time with Louis at a coffee shop. We talked, we laughed, and shared smiles. In the afternoon, we ate at a Mexican restaurant. We tackled about funny thoughts and memories and giggled together as we intake the delicious beef tacos and savored the fantastic taste of the cold capulin tea.

However, when the night came, it felt like time flew too quickly. Everything was unexpected.

Me being around my friends, then received a text from an unknown number threatening me and telling me he/she would stab my heart, then me walking around the bar trying to search and seek guidance and security from my knight in shining armor just in case that person kills me for real, then me finding my knight in shining armor inside the same bar as where I was kissing someone else, then me getting my room keys from him then broke up with him, then, blah!

I could not even believe I have been throught this some sort of shits today. It all happened unexpectedly. Everything was too fast. Every mood shifted to another.

Everything just seems too unusual. I'm starting to wonder how the next day would flow. Will I meet more new people? Will I be able to see Louis again? Will I finally know who that bitch who kissed him was? Will I finally know his full and true explanations? Am I ready to hear them?

Am I going to fall for his words again? Am I going to come crawling back to him and tell him everything's fine and be with him again? Or am I going to continue living my life without him?

Can I stand and survive without that man in my life? Will I be able to stay strong and survive each day that comes without being in a relationship with someone?

Will I need him again? I really have no idea. But the thought of being in a relationship with someone again makes me nauseous.

After I broke up with Jasru, I told myself that I won't say yes to any other man. Not anymore. But, unfortunately, I fell for Louis. I thought Jasru would be my lesson, and Louis would be the man of my dreams. I thought Louis would be the person I would live with for the rest of my life. I thought he was my ending. But, everything came into a clash. Everything seems to turn upside down.

My mind is gonna blow of thinking. And I hate this feeling.

I could not anymore stand the scenario of the bitch who stepped on my foot and spilled liquor on me and that stranger Harry who came to be sleeping unconsciously on my floor then vommited at me when he woke up but later on kissed me on my forehead and waves goodbye.

Speaking of Harry, I find something weird in him.

I don't know but, really, he's weird. He has slept and told me he did not know how he came here. Then when he woke up, it seemed like he had not been drunk that much. Then went into my bathroom, walked back to my living room, received a call from a person "Jem" and then on I knew he had the name Harry.

But I wonder what his family name might be.

His face looks new. I have never ever seen him anywhere before - in this club. Oh, in this country actually.

Who might he be? Is he a good person? How old is he? Where does he live? Does he know me? Who brought him here? Why can't he remember how he got here? Where is he studying? Or is he studying? Is he working? Is he married? Single? Divorced? Widowed? I can't seem to find the answers to my questions; but I don't even know why the heck am I here, staring on my wall, thinking about him. I don't know why I'm even interested to answer my own questions. I don't know him, but I sure do want to know him more because...he's really weird. All I know is that he is the tattooed, green-eyed, curly-haired, dimpled boy who clashed into my room at 3'oclock in the morning today, November 17, 2014.