Only A Year

Chapter 14

To say I was confused was an understatement. I was beyond confused, shocked, and depressed. I've noticed that ever since Harry came into my life I've been feeling more happy and alive. This is the first time harry has not made me feel that way. I've finally decided to admit to myself that I have feelings for Harry.

Deep feelings.

Ever since yesterday i haven't been out of my room and I'm suppose to me in school in forty minutes and I haven't even to get up because if my aunt found out I skipped school she would flip. Besides I didn't even go to school yesterday and the day was about to end so there was no point in going.

I finally decided to get out if bed and get dressed. I entered the bathroom and was horrified at the sight. My eyes were puffy and red. My hair was frizzy and looked tangly. My face was pale as if I had seen a ghost but it's probably because I haven't eaten since yesterday. I grabbed the brush and started to untangle which hurt really bad. However brushing probably wasn't the bet idea because it just got super frizzy. Annoyed, I put some lotion to calm it down a little and tied my hair in a high ponytail. My face still looked really bad so I decided to grab some of make up. Even though I hate the idea of makeup, because it just made a girl look fake, I still had to do it this was an emergency. I searched her drawers and found this liquid thing and just decided to put it on which took most of my time and struggle. Since I had to hurry up I just decided to wear a 'Nike' sweatshirt and black skinny jeans and my white 'Converse'. I quickly looked at my self I the mirror and was surprised. The girl in the mirror  looked full and alive but behind this shit was a broken and depressed girl. I grabbed a apple and my backpack and quickly left the apartment. I started making my way to school and grabbed my head phones to keep me occupied. I walked to the heavenly voice of James Arthur.

I suddenly remember yesterday's event while passing the park where I first found Harry. To my dismay he wasn't there. Although it was something worst.

Harry with the 'bad boys'.

He looked very different. He was wearing his usual attire except he was wearing a leather jacket that had T.A on it and the next thing I saw made me furious.

There was a fucking cigaret in his mouth.

Without thinking I stomped over there with no hesitation an grabbed the cigaret from his mouth and threw it on the floor. He turned around immiedtly shocked and angry.

"What the fu-" he started but I interrupted .

" What the hell is wrong with you! You think that just because your sister died she wants you to be doing this shit! If she was here she would be so disappointed in you  like I am! And you think hanging with these guys would be any better! Or is it  because you want To be 'cool'! We'll guess what Harry that's fucking bullshit because you have the best friends you could ever ask for." I ranted. By the time I was finished I was breathing hard my knees were going weak and my face was probably red but I didn't care.

He grabs my arm and pulls me away from the other guys that were surrounding him which I don't notice before.

He looks at my face and tilts his head and ask the stupidest question.

"Are you wearing make up" he ask with shock in his voice.

I scoff and throw my hands in the air.

"Are you serious? Why do you care?"

"Bec-. I mean I never I did I was just curious."

I scoff once again and just stand there with him staring at the floor. But i look at his face and finally notice there are bruises and cuts once again. I gasp an grab his face and turn it to look at me.

"What did you do?"

He shakes his head out my hands and smacks his lips like a first grader.

"Why do YOU care? Besides I've already told you to not talk to me yet here you are."

I can feel tears prickle in my eyes and I run off like a baby. I just notice I only have ten minutes to get to school and will never make it again because of harry. A light bulb pops in my head and go In to my back pack and grab the piece of paper and dial the number. The person says they'll be there in three minutes luckily he was close by. I realise that all of Harry's 'friends' are looking at me. So I go to the bench and sit there and recap everything that just happened. I hear a honk horn and see the person waiting for me which was Dylan. The guy from Starbucks who gave me his number.

I jog over to his car an hop in. As soon as I am I start rambling.

"I'm so sorry for making you do this it's just that I woke up late and wouldn't have made it in time." Which wasn't all of a lie because I really did wake up late but didn't tell him about my little argument with Harry.

He chuckles and takes off his sunglasses and looks at me with those beautiful blue eyes.  There not as pretty as Harry's but wait why am I comparing him to Harry ?  

"It's fine Janell really I'm actually very happy you called." He says and give me a wink.   I finally notice what he's wearing which is a black button up shirt with denim skinny jeans and black vans. Dylan looks very cute today I must admit.  We actually must have been here for a while because  I hear a knock on the side of my door.  I see a pissed off Harry knocking an Dylan's window. He rolls down the window with a smirk.  

"Yes, styles?"

Oh I didn't know they know each other.

He looks back between me and Dylan. He give me a look than I can't read.

"Oh,um," he clears his throat and before he can finish he walks away. I look at Dylan he just smiles at me and starts driving

"How do you know Harry?" I ask him

"He sells my weed"

I almost choke on my spit. What?! Harry?! Drugs ?! Sell?! I'm beyond pissed I can't even think clearly. Why would Harry be so stupid and sells drugs. Omg that's what he was hanging out with those guys. They are in a gang .. Harry's in a gang.

"What's the name of your gang" I ask him without even looking at him.

"Fluttering rainbows" he said smartly. 

I give him a serious look. 

"Ok fine fine we are the .... ascendants"

I almost die right there right now. No .. Please no that can't be true. The ascendants are only the most dangerous gang in San Diego.  Wait sell for him? He's the leader ? The leader of the most dangerous gang works at Starbucks? Wait the leader of the most dangerous gang is giving me a ride to school ?

I instantly tense and see the we are only a minute from the school I scoot a little farther from him. He notices and says.

"Don't worry, love I won't hurt you. I promise."