Leave Me Alone (h.s.)

Chapter 6

I was walking the streets of the neighborhood I became familiar with since it was the neighborhood I lived in. I wasn't going to my house. I was walking to Britney's house because it was closer than mine and I really don't feel like walking fifteen minutes to my house.

I went deep in my thoughts as I walked the empty streets. I was alone, thank god. I would rather be alone when I'm thinking than have someone else bother me. People always ask what I'm thinking of or if I'm okay. I want them to know that I am completely fine, I just need to be alone sometimes.

In my mind, I was trying to come up with an explanation of why Harry left me in the middle of the street alone like that. I wanted to know what was going throughout his head. I wanted to know exactly how he felt about me so I wouldn't be so confused with my emotions and his actions. I just need answers. That's all, is that all that I can ask for?

After walking for another ten minutes, I finally came to the familiar house that I have stayed at many times. I knocked on the door a couple times, barely hurting my knuckles on the hard wood door. I waited a couple seconds until I heard footsteps coming down some stairs. I was greeted by Britney's lovely and beautiful little sister. She was like my little sister that I've always wanted but never had. Her name was Peyton and she was about twelve years old.

" Faithlyn! I missed you!" Peyton shouted as she ran up and hugged my lower half of my torso.

" I missed you too, little sis. Where's your sister at?" I asked hugging her back.

" Upstairs in her room. You can go right in. She doing anything important besides eating and on her phone." She said as she chuckled.

" Thanks." I said as I started walking up the stairs. I went up to the door that had signs that say ' Stay Out ' on it and pushed the door in. She didn't realize I came in as she had the music on her radio turned up loud and practicing one of her usual dance routines in her body length mirror. I didn't interrupt her because I was focused on the cross of ballet and hip hop dancing. She was such an amazing dancer! It was her life since she was in the 7th grade and her mom put her in classes because she had mo coordination what so ever. After she learned how to dance, she loved it.

The music had stopped as I was Britney land her finishing pose on the floor in a clapsing position. Her heavy panting was heard and sweat was dashed on her forehead and back neck. She finally looked up and noticed me as she stared through the mirror.

" Hey Faithlyn," she said out of breath and exhausted. " What's up?" she said she grabbed a small towel and hung it on her shoulder.

Nothing. Nothing was up. Everything was down. My friendship with Harry was down hill. My life was down hill. I was a wreck. I didn't know where my life would be without Harry. Probably just a normal teenage life. But I don't like having a normal life, I like it with Harry in it. Harry was apart of my life. " Nothing really." I replied normally.

" I thought you were with Harry?"

" I was."



" What happened?" she asked rubbing the towel around her face and drinking massive gulps of water.



" Harry was kissing me in the backseat of his car and he started moving his hand into my shorts and I started to panic and I was saying please don't hurt me." I was cut off my Brently.

" Faithlyn, he's not going to hurt you anymore! He feels really bad about making you feel that way and is trying to fix it." I ignored her and continued the story.

" Anyway, he got out the car and ran away. So I went looking for him and I couldn't find him. But when I started crying in the middle of the road he came out and apologized. Then he asked me if he could kiss me. I was scared to get hurt by him if I started falling in love with him so I said I don't know. And he was disappointed and said please. I started looking at his face and seeing how perfect he looked and I didn't reply to him. So he took that as the opportunity to lean in. I was about kiss him but I pulled away. Then suddenly, he just left me."

" Well if I was a dude, I wouldn't have made that stupid decision to leave the one I love in the middle the street and leave. I understand that he might have been hurt that you didn't kiss him, but I wouldn't leave." Britney was always good at giving advice. That's why I always came to her in situations like this.

" Can I stay the night tonight? I don't wanna walk all the way back to my house." I said as I flopped down her super comfy bed.

" Sure, my parents are gone for the night and I'm alone with my devil-ish sister." she said picking up her phone and scrolling on the screen with her thumb.

" Good, cause I wasn't gonna take no for an answer." I said grabbing my phone and getting on instagram.

I scrolled through pictures that I didn't care about, until I saw the picture Harry posted. It read:



I will fix every piece of your heart that I destroyed and make you mine...



I knew that those words were meant for me, considering people asked who he was talking about and replied with the words, " the girl that left my heart in the middle of the road..."

Yup... That's to me. Unless there was another girl that broke his heart in the middle of the street recently.

I found a picture quickly that responded to his. I scrolled through google images until I found one that replied perfectly.



Be careful to put the pieces in the right places, it can break easily.



And post. Minutes after , Harry liked the picture I posted. I refreshed my feed of photos and noticed one thing caught my attention quickly and left me confused.



There's just one side of me that holds me back and can't be told to anyone. . . .