Tough love... Harry styles

Chapter 5...

1 week later...

I walk through the halls trying to find Arianna. Today is my first day back, I've had the past week off. Not being able to get out of bed. That means I haven't seen Harry or anyone for a week.

The reason I'm looking for Arianna is asking her about Harry. Why is she not wanting me or anyone to talk to him.

I finally find her. Her eyes widen and quickly runs from me. No.

I pick up my pace running through the halls dodging people. I then groan as I feel hands around my waist. My bruises are yet to heal and that didn't help one bit.

" hello love" I hear Louis' voice from behind me. I groan and stubble in his grip.

" I need to get her" I say finally slipping out of his grip. I look around for her but find nothing. I turn and glare at Louis who just smiles at me.

" why do you want to talk to Arianna" Louis' smile fades at he stares at the person who spoke from behind me. I turn and find Harry. His eyes light up slightly.

" cause" I shrug. I'm not telling him anything the last time I told him I got a slap in the face. I don't need another.

" tell me Payton" his teeth gritted as his jaw clenches, I shake my head.

" you don't need to know" I stand my ground. I could feel many stares from around us and Louis still behind me.

" your so stubborn" he growls and walks off. I smile at Louis. He looks at me confused,

" I won" I cheer with my hands in the air. He shakes his head,

" no you haven't" Louis says quietly and walks off in the same direction as Harry went. I shrug. I know I won.

I walk off down the hall to my next class. I find a spare spot on my own. I take the seat and wait for the teacher.  

I look up to find Harry in the door way staring at me. I frown looking at him. He's not in this class,

He strides over to me, standing In front of my desk.

" mr styles please leave" the teacher enters the room. He leaves and I find a piece of paper folded up on my desk. The teacher starts talking and I open the note.

. Meet me in the dressing room in 10 minutes. Harry.

Yeah fuck that. I know he has the shits anyone could say that.

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The bell rings, woo lunch time. I didn't go see Harry, I didn't know what he wanted but I knew he wasn't happy. And he scares the shit out of me when he's like that,

I walk outside the school looking for Harry. Hopefully he's calmed down.