Chapter 19

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*So now this is a couple weeks into the future. Harry has met Natalie's mom and now everything is back to normal.*

"Morning, Styles."

"Sup, Allister?" He hugs me.

"Just heading off to a day at school!" I sarcastically smile. "How about you?"

"Just the same as you!" Harry and I fall into a fit of laughter.

Harry and I get into his car and drive off to the hell-hole we call, school.

I turn on the radio and switch through the stations until I Lived by OneRepublic comes on. God I love this song.

"I hope that you don't suffer but take the pain!" I sing.

"Yeah with every broken bone, I swear I lived!" Harry joins in.

We continue to sing back and fourth until the song ends. Next, Pocket Full of Dreams by Hedley comes on.

"I found a shooting star in the pocket of my jeans!"

"But I don't want anything, but you." Harry sings and grabs my hand, and squeezes it. "I love you, you know that if I ever lose you, God, I don't know what I would do."

"Don't worry, you're not going to lose me, I love you even more."

"I don't think that's humanly possible."

We get to school and Harry parks the car and we get out. "see you later, baby." he gives me a kiss on the cheek.

I go right and he goes left, we have different classes first and sixth period.

I walk to my first class with my head down, books to my chest. Them something, or someone, pushes me against the lockers. They grab my wrists, making me wince because of my cuts.

"Oh, baby's got cuts." he says after he raises my sleeves. It's Zayn.

"S-stop." He continues to touch my cuts, making my eyes fill with tears.

"Did you actually think that Harry would save you?"

"N-no." I stutter.

"Liar, well it didn't." He pushes me harder against the lockers, one of the locks digging into my skin.

"I-I didn't t-think that." I whimper.

"Sure, now, because since that pathetic loser started to like you, it cost our friendship. And now you're going to pay for it." He lets go and his grip on my wrists feels like it's going to bruise. He walks off, his words replaying again and again in my head, And now you're going to pay for it.

I fall against the lockers and curl into a ball, and start to cry. Then the late bell rings and I get up and rush to my class, wiping away my tears.

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well hi. Sorry I haven't updated in forever. I was just on writers block and now I am back! I've thought of so many ideas for this story and I hope that you guys will like them:)

Okay, no pun for today because I'm leaving to school right now so byyyye<3 I love you all so so so much.

-Noura

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