Stepbrother (H.S)

Chapter 21: Why?

Anna's POV

I called Nina to tell her about what happened at lunch today with Harry. I left out the part about Harry and I in the bathroom for obvious reasons.

"I thought that you didn't like Harry." She asked.

"Well, I don't. It's just that... it kind of hurt me when he let all his friends laugh and embarrass me." 

"Well, I guess I can see where you're coming from. That is a bit weird of him to act out and humiliate you in from os Ashley of all people." she agreed.

We talked more and then it started to get late. "Well, I gotta go. Are you coming to school tomorrow?" I asked.

She said that she would try and hung up. I laid out on the bed, looking up at my ceiling. Then I heard a loud crashing noise and swearing coming from Harry's room. Before I could stop myself I was running across the hall to check on Harry. I took a deep breath and knocked softly on his bedroom door.

"Who is it?" a cold reply shot through the door.

I hesitated. "It's umm... Me ...Anna."

I heard him sigh before opening the door. He looked upset with a mixture of worry. "What do you want?" He asked.

I was slightly disappointed by his bluntness and by the blank expression on his face. I know that I was upset with him earlier but I'm trying to be nice here.

"Nothing. I was just checking on you to see if you were alright." I said. 

He sighed. "Well, I'm fine! now just leave me alone."

He started to close the door but I stopped it with my foot. I could tell he was lying.

"No, you're not. I can tell that you're lying. Tell me what's wrong." I begged.

He sighed. He then stepped aside signaling me to enter. I have never been in his room before. It's neater than I expected. I stood awkwardly looking around the room.

"I need to talk to you." He stated.

He sat down on the bed and gestured for me to do the same. I sat next to him, slightly farther away. He turned to face me.

"Louis called me."

"What did he say."

He looked down. "He said that... He knew about us." 

I didn't know what to say. I was shocked by the information. What would Louis do with that information? Why did he tell Harry about it?

 "What else did he say?" I asked.

He gulped. "He said...he said that he would keep our secret if I asked you to... sleep with him."

I stood up from the bed. "Harry there is no way that I am doing that! I've never done anything like that before."

"I know alright!" 

His face was red with frustration. He sighed. "I figured you didn't want to. He said that I had three days to decide what I was going to do."

"So, I don't have a say in this?" I scoffed.

He put his face inside his hands. "I just want you to stay out of this," he mumbled.

I looked at him with disbelief. "Stay out of this! How can I stay out of this when I'm in the middle of it!"

He looked up at me. "Look, it's not that easy okay? Just please don't do anything stupid. I will handle this." He said.

"But Harry I-"

"Anna, please!" He stood up and stormed out and left me sitting there dumbfounded and confused.

How did Louis find out about me and Harry? I didn't tell anyone. I certainly didn't think Harry would say anything. He proved that today at lunch.

Maybe Louis was the one who ran down the hall earlier when Harry and I were arguing about us getting caught. What would Louis possibly want with me? What do I have those other girls don't? I'm just a plain old boring girl. I have curves but not many. My face is far from perfect.

What did I ever do to deserve this?

I wish I had never met Harry. I wish I had never talked to him. I wish I had never gone to that stupid party. This is all his fault. My life was completely fine before I met him

I wish things would have turned out different.