My blood

Chapter 9

A/N: thanks to @briskie and @ggirlys04 for all the supportive comments!! :)

I woke with a start, breathing heavily. It was just a dream. I was alive.

I was also all alone again.

My parents still refusing to acknowledge the existence of their only daughter.

I let out a long sigh. I mightn't like it but that's the way it was now, and that's the way it will always be.

I lay back in bed and closed my eyes, pulling the warm covers over me again and curled up a ball, like I always do, and soon I was fast asleep.

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The next day subtly crept in, with birds singing and, unfortunately my alarm ringing.

I crawled out of bed, well fell out more like and went down to the kitchen for breakfast.

I quickly ate my coco pops and got ready for school, braiding my hair into a fishtail plait.

Harry Styles had better leave me alone today.

I got a lift off Susan to school and briskly walked into the tall building

I went straight to my locker and put in the combination.

I opened my locker door to find masses of rose petals, instead of my books inside, and a pink sticky note that read: 'if you want your books back, come find me in the art room before school starts xxxx'

My jaw dropped open. I wasn't going to forgive him, why wasn't he going to accept that?

At least I had my books for the classes up to lunch. I left my locker and headed for the art room anyway, I would need those books eventually.

I briskly walked down the hall, even though there was still 20 minutes until the first bell rang.

I opened the door to the art room to find harry standing there with a guitar.

"harry?"

He smiled at me and began strumming on his guitar.

He started singing softly and his gorgeous, raspy voice filled the room.

Oh my god, he was trying to serenade me!

My jaw dropped open and my heart began racing against my will.

I can't like him! Not after what he'd done!

As the song drew to a close, Harry walked over to me and handed me a single rose. It was crimson red and smelled beautiful.

A smile tugged at my lips but I dismissed it. I'm not forgiving him. Yet.

"I'm sorry harry, I dont know what you want from me." I sighed. Gosh,this stubbornness stuff was hard.

"please forgive me, you have no idea how much I regret what I've done to you. I only bullied you to get your attention, I really didn't mean for it to be serious. It seems really really stupid now, but I can't change my actions now, I can only try to reverse the pain. Please forgive me Lucy." he pleaded.

I sighed and looked at my feet. I wanted to but- I couldnt.

"I'm-I'm just not ready to forgive you yet. I'm sorry."

I turned to walk out the door when Harry grabbed my wrist.

"can you please just think about it, and know that I'm very, very sorry about what I've done. I'll do whatever it takes to make it up to you."

I looked into his eyes, and I knew he was sincere. His eyes were also clouded with sadness, which saddened me a little bit as well.

"okay I'll think about it. Just give me some time, okay?"

He nodded and leaned in quickly and kissed me on the cheek.

Then he turned back around, and went back into the room, leaving me standing out in the corridor, my heart racing at 100 miles and hour and my stomach erupting with butterflies. Wow.

The bell rang out to signal first class, and I scurried down the hall to my first class. How was I meant to concentrate now?!