Beautiful Tragedy. (h.s fanfic)

Chapter Five.

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"You looked away, you stupid bitch." She looks mad, no, she looks furious. Why did I look away? Why did I have to look away?
"Hold out your fucking arm, now!" She screams, I obey by holding my arm out, waiting for the pain. She pushes the lite cigarette butt on my forearm. I hear a small hiss sound, and squeeze my eyes shut. Holy fuck, it hurts. The small smoke disappears, my arm on fire. Another scar, to add to my unwanted collection.

'My phone begins sings, dragging me back from another unwanted memory of Deacoda, resting on my elbows clutching my phone. Answering without looking, I bring the phone to my ear.
"Hello?" I speak into the phone.
"Hey chick! I had a miss call off you, did I wake you?" Leah says, she sounds happy.
"Oh, hey. Nah, I was just daydreaming." I lie..
"Oh good. Hey, I wanted to ask you over tonight, were having some drinks." She says. Oh no. "It's only going to be us, and the boys. Not a heap of people, I promise."
"I don't know.." I say.
"Pleaaaase, Zayn asked me to invite you. The guys think you're lovely."
"Ugh, fine." I say, giving in.
"Yay! Hey, where did you disappear Friday night? I couldn't find you anywhere!" She says. Shit, do I lie?
"I tried to find your room, but I think I ended up in Harry's instead." There, I did it.
"And he let you stay I'm his room?" She asks, I can almost swear I hear her gasp.
"Yeah?" I reply, confused.
"Wow, that's strange he never lets anyone sleep in his room.. Anyway, come over soon, please. I'm super bored. The boys are all playing some stupid Cod game."
"I love cod!" I say, loudly. Ignoring her previous comment.
Coda and I used to play it all the time, before she.. Changed.
"Ofcourse you do!" She laughs, I laugh with her.
"I'll be there in, say an hour?" I say, pushing myself from my bed, grabbing my bag.
"Make it forty-five minutes! You can stay here, if you want? We can go to work tomorrow together. We don't start till four." She mutters, I hear rustling in the background.
"Fine, I'll see you in forty minutes!" I say back, laughing.
We say our goodbyes, and I start getting organised.

I'm on my way to Leah's within thirty minutes, pretty good attempted if I do say so myself. I wonder if Leah will answer the questions I have about Harry? What if she tells him what I ask?
Shut up. My inner self says, scowling me.
I text Leah telling her I'm here, while I make my way up to the front door.
Within seconds, Zayn answers the door.
"Char, hey." He said, smiling. His tongue resting between his teeth.
"Hey Zayn, how are you?" I ask, as he moves from the door to let me in.
"Yeah, I'm good." He smiles again, his eyes slightly red.
"That's good." I say.
He begins to giggle, giving way that his extremely high. I smile slightly
"He is really high." I turn to see Niall standing with a bag of crisps in his hand.
"I figured that." I say, smiling at Niall.
I start walking towards the kitchen.
"Hey Charlotte," Louis says, as I enter the kitchen, I place my bag next to a pile of shoes.
"Hey Louis." I return the smile
"Leah's just gone to.. pick up something." He says, I just nod instead of asking what she is picking up.
"You can play cod with us, if you'd like?" Louis offers.
"Okay!" I say, excitedly.

*

Twenty minutes later, and Louis finally dies. Liam runs around the lounge room, aswell as doing a victory dance. I giggle at how excited he gets for winning against Louis.
We're all seated in the lounge room, Louis, Zayn and myself are on the couch, Harry is sitting on an armchair, Liam and Zayn are seated on the floor.
"Your turn," Niall says, "I'll go easy on you." He adds, winking.
"If you insist," I said, smiling.
We begin to play, Niall winning by three points.
"I'm going to win!" Niall beams loudly, before I blow up six of his team members, causing me to get a head start.
It's game point, and I'm winning by 13 points.
"My controllers not working!" Niall say, knitting his eyebrows
"Or, you're ashamed because you're going to lose to a girl." I say, as I shoot his team member, killing him.
Winning the game.
"Yeah!" I say, cheering.
"Bullshit! That's unfair my.. Controller wasn't working." Niall speaks, throwing his controller.
I look over at Harry and give him a smile, he looks shook, but smiles back. His cheeks turning a shade of red.
Did Harry flush because of me? Don't be a moron, Charlotte.
I hear the front door open, followed by "Honey, I'm hoooome!"
"Leah!" I beam, standing up, tripping over Louis feet, causing me to fall ontop of Zayn.
Louis bursts out into laughter, not long after the others join in, except Harry, who looks a little angry.
"Oh, my god. I'm so sorry." I say, embarrassed, pushing my hands into his chest, trying to get off him quickly.
Zayn grabs onto my hips, pulling me up right, helping me up.
"It's fine." He mutters, giving me a smile. Me and my left feet, I mentally slap myself.
"My bad." Louis mutters, giving me a apologetic smile.
"I can't believe I lost to a girl." Niall mutters, I laugh at his responds
"Better luck next time." I say as I walk awkwardly out of the room, to Leah.
"Hey!" I beam, causing her to turn around.
She smiles widely at me, pulling me into a hug.
I follow Leah up to her room, and sit myself on her bed.
"So, I have a question to ask?" I say, knotting my fingers together.
"Shoot." She says, smiling. Joining me on her bed.
"It's about Harry.." I add, looking at her. Her face drops.
Before I can even ask a question she begins talking.
"His.. an interesting person. Very.. Let me think of the right word.. Very challenging. I've know him for four years now, and I still barely know anything about him. He is a very private person." She says, looking at me. Shaking her head slightly. "I hate to say it, but he isn't a nice guy. He is super attractive, and he knows that. He knows how to get girls to fall for him."
"I'm not going to fall for him, I'm gay."
"I know, but he has a way with females. He knows what to do and what to say, when he gets what he wants, he ruins them. He ignores them. He doesn't give a fuck about anyone but, the boys." She mutters, whispering the last bit.
"Why he is the way he is? Why is he so private?" I ask, curiously
"Because.. I shouldn't be telling you this. But, because he has always been alone. It took him a whole year to even tell Louis about his past." She murmurs.
"His past?" I ask.
"Harry's father left him with his Grandmother when he was, ten. I think. He hates him for that. He told Louis that he used to watch his father smoke bad drugs, getting really high, when he was ten years old. He barely feed him either, so he started defending for himself, until his father left." She says, holy shit. His own parents abandoned him.
"When he was fourteen, his Grandmother died. Social services tried to take him in, but he ended up running away or something. I don't entirely the whole story. I just know he has had a hard life."
"What about him mother?" I asked, curiously.
"He has never spoken about her.."
"Wow.."
"Yeah.. when he was fifteen, he met Louis. He was already a bad kid. They used to cause so much trouble, because of some older guy they became friends with, Nathan I think his name was, yeah it was Nathan, he got them in all sorts of trouble." She says.
"Harry just stopped giving a fuck about anything when he turned eighteen. He used to fuck girls for the fun of it, like some game. They, Louis and Harry, used to see how many girls they could get to fall for them. It was ridiculous." She says, shaking her head. "He played a girl so badly, they she ended up really depressed. Harry didn't seem to care as much as he should have, he made out like he didn't care, but I could tell he slightly did."
Holy fuck! My heart aches, how could he that?
"After that, he kind of changed, he seemed to pull his head in for a bit, but.. He's old habits came back."
"Is he.. Does he still do all this?" I ask, pulling my knees up to my chest. How could someone be so cruel?
"Yeah.. That's what I'm saying, I want you to be careful. I don't want you hurt. I know you're not into guys, but Harry's different from other guys. He knows what to do, to make anyone fall for him."
All I can do is shake my head.
"Im not trying to bad mouth Harry, he can be a really lovely guy. Don't get me wrong, he has helped me through a lot. He's a good friend. But, that's it." She says, smiling slightly.
I nod, all this information is hard to take it.
"Any other questions?" She asks, crossing her legs.
I shake my head, I don't think I could handle any other bad information about Harry's past.
"Look, just be careful. I know you think his really.." She says, but I cut in.
"He saved me the other night.."
"He what? From what?" She says, her eyes widen.
"Well.. Matt.. This guy Matt tried to.. You know. And Harry came in and hit him.."
"Wait, Harry stopped him? Harry isn't that nice. What the hell. I'm not saying he'd let anyone rape someone.. But, I heard Matt had a broken nose?" She looks shocked.
"Well, he did hit him pretty hard." I laugh slightly, remember Harry on top of Matt continually punching him in the face.
"Holy crap." She says, "I hate Matt, he tried to do that to my friend once, Jill. He forced himself on her, Harry saw it happening but Harry didn't hit him, he just abused him, and told him to fuck off."
"Don't tell the others, he lied to the boys about why he hit Matt.. I overheard him. And he, well, he warned me the boys weren't nice guys."
"Hm.. He must of meant because of their stupid game." She murmurs.
"All of them do it?" I ask and she responds with a nod. "What the fuck."
"Yeah.. They're good as just friends though! Just, I don't know, they can be arses though. Don't think I'm defending them, because I'm not. I'm just warning you, just be friends with them. And be careful." She mutters, and I nod.