A Rebel's Love (Harry Styles)

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

MAVIS

After we played Twister, which was really fun, me and El went back home, we barged in our flat, lazilly taking of my shoes, I was walking down the mini hallway when Eleanor suddenly pinned me to the wall, her arms holding mine.

"El!" I gasped. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Ah finally! I get to ask you." She strongly pinned my arms, she was strong enough to do it, maybe Louis gave her to much coffee, I tried to wriggle out but I couldn't.

"What are you doing?!" I hysterically asked, wriggled my arms.

"Whats with you and Harry huh? I saw the way he comforted you missy!" She mocked, "I thought you hate him?"

"El let me go--"

"No!" She spits, she opened my eye lids with her index and thumb, she tried to look closely, while I still doing my best to get out, "Are you on drugs, huh?" She ask rudely, making my arms pinned harder.

"No! I'm not El stop it!"

"I'm not going to stop until you answer, what's with you and Harry? Mavis I don't want to see you being hurt again! I don't want to see you cry at night! I don't want you being this depressed shit ass--"

"Eleanor Calder hear me out!" I screamed at her. "Hear me out."

She loosen her grip, finally making me breath and be free. "Two minutes." She warned.

I sighed heavily, "Okay, thank you."

"El, we sorted things out," I lied, "I forgave him, we truced and started again as friends." I warmly smiled at her, her face expression became confuse and angry at the same time.

I cannot tell El my plan, only me who's going to know. Once I can break Harry I can tell her then. I know that she's my bestfriend, I trust her, but it's still a bit complicated to tell. Especially when his boyfriend Louis is Harry's best mate, as she says.

"A-are you sure?" she nervously mumbled, "About it?"

"I am El, now let me get time to pack, Cleo will send the ticket in any minute." I entered my room, Eleanor followed me and sat on my bed, "Sorry, I almost forgot to tell you I have a big meeting at my work tomorrow, I'll take the last flight and just catch up with you." she informs me, while I suddenly stopped muffling my clothes in my wardrobe.

I sighed, "So I'll take the flight alone? Ok." I heard Eleanor mumbled something and went outside my room, "Louis is calling, be right back!"

After Eleanor went out, I locked my door, and searched for my journal, I almost forgot.

I crawled on the floor, looking left and right, I squinted my eyes and finally found it under my drawer, "There you are." I mumbled.

I quickly grabbed it and flipped some pages, finding those ten corny yet effective, I hope so, steps of the plan.

"I guess I have to pause it," I said as I read every steps, remembering a bit.

I plopped down on my bed, "But it's impossible, how can I make him fall for him?" I whispered.

"Maybe a make-over at California, yeah."

I plopped my suitecase, which was only one, and I'm carrying a medium sized back-pack on the couch. My flight was on Three fifteen pm and it's just one. Guess who's excited, well not really, a bit scared... I don't know.

I relaxed on the couch and grabbed the remote control, flipping some channels to watch. I first watched Spongebob Squarepants reruns, which was my favorite.