My Forever (Harry Styles)

Complications

As I walk down the English hall, I begin to feel myself get more and more nervous. How will Harry react to my skipping the first few minutes? Maybe he won't even care. Maybe he wasn't even in there himself, perhaps he skipped with Shae.

I open the door to my Creative Writings class and Mr. Fitz stops speaking for a few seconds to look at me, before looking back to the class and continuing.

I spot Harry in his usual seat in the back and his eyes blaze into mine. I look down at the ground, avoiding his intense gaze. I sit in my seat next to Harry and keep my eyes on Mr. Fitz.

"So, if you would all open your books to page 93, and I will call on a few of you to read from the text." Mr. Fitz tells us.

I open my book to page 93 and I look in the corner of my eyes to see Harry doing the same.

"Mr. Styles, if you will start us off please." Mr. Fitz says.

Harry reads aloud and I turn to watch him instead of following along with the text. His voice is deep and husky. Not the sexy morning voice deep and husky, but the angry version. His brows are pulled together and I know he feels my gaze, so I quickly look away and focus on the words in the book.

Mr. Fitz calls on multiple other students until the parts are all done. Harry says nothing to me and makes no move to speak to me throughout the entire class. I'm a bit hurt and relieved at the same time.

Soon the class is over and Mr. Fitz dismisses us. I see Harry stand to his feet abruptly and storm out of the classroom without a glance in my direction. A few heads are turned in my direction and I feel my cheeks flush. I slowly make my way towards the door with my head low.

"What the hell?!" I hear Harry say once I turn the corner from out the door. My heart jumps and I stumble back.

"Shit. You scared me." Is all I say.

"Oh, I scared you? Ariel, what the fuck were doing skipping class with Zayn?!" He says with his eyes boring into mine.

"What do you care? I saw you with Shae. How could you?" I whisper the last part. I feel tears threaten to spill over but I force them to stay put.

"What?" That's all he has to say. I don't want to talk about this, nor do I want to hear any of his excuses. I storm past him and make my way quickly down the hallway.

Just when I think he isn't going to follow me, I hear heavy feet running from behind me. He grabs my arm and forces me to stop in my tracks and faces me towards him.

"You won't even let me explain? You'll just walk away. Just like that?" He questions me with slit eyes.

"I don't need to hear any excuses. I've been through this before. I've listened to every excuse there was. I don't need to torture myself anymore for what I know is about to be said."

"Listen to me, I know you have those trust issues. As do I, which is why I flipped out when I got that text from Louis." He tells me.

"What text?" I ask him.

"Louis sent me a picture of you and Zayn sitting outside." He confesses to me. I feel a bit betrayed by Louis, even though he was Harry's friend first. I still wouldn't have thought of him as that kind of person. I was planning to tell Harry myself that I was with Zayn.

"Oh. I see." I say looking down at my shoes.

"You won't even explain yourself? You won't even let me explain myself? Come on Ariel... I love you. Don't do this to me." He pleads with me. I allow myself to look into those beautiful green orbs of his. I can see the anguish in his eyes. But I won't allow myself for this to happen.