Eighteen | H.S. |

t h i r t y

Sarah POV

"Ugh." I say under my breath. Harry looks up and frowns.

"Hey guys." He says and I roll my eyes. He acts like he did nothing. Like he didn't crush my heart.

"What do you want?" Louis hisses at him. Harry puts his arms up in surrender. I laugh lightly, from seeing Louis act like he's bigger that Harry.

"What's up with you Louis?" Harry says again. I'm glaring at the hoe. She seems to notice and wraps her arms around Harry. She looks at my and I'm mentally beating the shit out of her.

"Me? What wrong with you Harry?" Louis shouts. People are starting to stare.

"Calm down mate," Harry sighs and I stare straight into Harry's eyes. There's this look I don't know what it was but it looked, different.

"I love your England accent." The girl twirls a piece of hair between her fingers.

"It's called a British accent." I roll my eyes as I say it.

"You don't even know Harry!" She squeaks and I take a step towards her. Harry backs away and I glare at him as I approach the girl.

"Oh honey, are you that dumb? You obviously haven't done your research." I mocked her. She gasp and Harry laughs. He's obviously enjoying this.

"What research?" She ask and I give her a 'really' look.

"Oh, just that I dated Harry for a year." I laugh and she looks surprised.

"Why didn't you tell me Harry?"

"Yeah, why didn't you tell her?" I laugh at him and his shoulders in cave. "It's not like you actually cared about what we had. You know I was actually starting to like you again before you decided to start to be a dick about everything."

"Me?" Harry finally speaks up. I nod. "Your just as guilty. I mean it's obvious that you had sex with Kenneth." What?

"I didn't have sex with Kenneth." I say

"You didn't?" Harry's eyes soften. I almost feel bad. Stop. I can't feel bad for something that isn't entirely my fault.

"No shit," I roll my eyes. "Obviously you and the hoe did."

"Who are you calling a hoe?" The brunette asked.

"You, bitch." I say taking a step towards her. She flinches and steps back.

"We didn't have sex." Harry says and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Um..your lying. I know when your lying." I say. I think I'm going to be sick. Images flash through my mind. Them having a future, getting married and having children. Ew. Harry having kids with this witch. I can't even see it anymore, because I can't have Harry be with this girl.

"I'm not lying, I swear." He says.

"Okay." I say sarcastically. Harry touches my arm and I quickly pull it away, what the fuck is he trying to do? "Harry, go be with your girlfriend."

"Can we at least sit with you guys?" He ask.

"I guess." Louis says and I punch him in the arm. "Hey! What was that for?" He rubs his arm and gives me a hard glare, which I return back.

"Forget it." I turn and walk away from everything. I can't take this anymore. I just can't. The pain is still fresh, and I hurts even worse seeing him with her. I see Zayn and Perrie so I walk over to stand with them.

"What's wrong?" Zayn ask once I say hi. I glance around the look down at my feet.

"Um..nothing." I lie, which they obviously notice.