Things I Can't [A Harry Styles Fanfiction]

Chapter 3

1985:

Lets skip a little a head In time shall we?

To Autumn of 1985. When it all went bad.

Our friendship was stronger than ever...

"Come on Harry!" I yelled dragging his arm. It was 1985, and We were 16. Finally not kids anymore, but teenagers.

Harry had grown into his looks, floppy brown curls, green eyes, lanky, and overall good looking.

Every girl in our school wanted him. But he was mine. Not in that way of course, but in a sense he was mine.

As for me, I cut my long hair, to my mid back. I lost the glasses, and braces. I guess you could say I was a little attractive.

Harry says I'm gorgeous, but I don't believe him. He's my best friend, he has to say that.

I heard him chuckling behind me as I continued to drag him along the school hallways.

It was our soft more year, and Harry and I had almost every class together.

As we sat in our first class, a girl we had never seen before walked in. Mr. Andel stopped class and smiled.

"Everybody this is Felicite Caverly, our new student. Felicite take that seat next to Mr. Styles." He said.

The girl was gorgeous. She had big blonde hair, the common eighties look. And cerulean eyes. She was very skinny, and tall. She sat next to Harry, and I could see him drooling.

I elbowed him, and he blushed.

"Hi. I'm Skylor, and this is Harry." I stuck out my hand. She smiled.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Felicite." She said sweetly. She seemed so nice.

Only later would I realize the true evil that she was.

"Are you two like a couple?" She asked gesturing to Harry and I.

We both laughed in unison.

"No. We're just friends." Harry said. I flinched. That was the first time that he hadn't addressed us as 'best friends' to anyone before.

I should have seen it then.

Harry flirted with her the rest of class, and when the bell rang ending class, he grabbed her books. "I'll catch up with you later Sky. I'm going to show Fliss to her class." He said standing up.

"But, we always walk to class together." I said.

"It's okay. I'll meet up with you later."

And I was left there by myself. I walked to my next class in a daze. I sat there, and they came walking in.

She touched his arm, and blushed.

Harry went and sat next to her. He came over to me, and said "I'm going to sit with Fliss okay? Your the best. I got her number by the way!" He said before I could finish. I took notice of the nickname he had used for her two times in one day.

My face fell. When Harry had his back turned, she looked at me, and smirked. At first I thought I had imagined it. But she actually smirked.

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During lunch, we all sat together. Harry on my right as usual, but Felicite was on Harry's left.

He went to buy his lunch, which left Felicite and I alone at the table.

"Look, bitch. Harry's mine now. You had your chance. So stay the fuck away. Got it?" She said to me. I nearly choked on my sandwich.

"W-what?" I sputtered.

"You heard me. Stay. Away. From. Harry. Do you need me to spell it out for you bitch?" She said.

Before I could reply, Harry was back.

"Hey babes." He chuckled.

"Hey." Felicite said, kissing his cheek.

"Isn't she sweet, Sky?" He said, turning to me.

"Yeah... Sweet.." I said my voice sad. Harry didn't even notice. He just kept talking to Felicite.

It was then that I noticed what Felicite was capable of. I should have warned Harry then.