Leave Me Alone (h.s.)

Chapter 39

Wattpad wouldn't let me put the other version of colors by halsey on here but it is still a good song:)

HARRY'S POV

Grey clouds covered the cold sky. A sheet of rain layered over the wind shield. My baby's feet rest on top of the dashboard and she lies back in her seat. Her hands drum on her thighs to the song playing the radio and I am in the driver's seat with one hand on top of the steering wheel and eyes focused straight on the wet road.

It was the day before Valentine's day and we were on our way to Vegas. We began our road trip at seven am and we've already killed one hour of driving, we have about four more fucking hours to go.

Before we started our road trip, we packed our bags for the next few days, put gas in the car, and bought a few snacks so we wouldn't starve on the road, although we will probably stop somewhere to eat anyways.

While I was packing clothes in my old black suitcase this morning, I managed to see from the corner of my eye that Faith had been picking out some of her CD's and putting them in a bag for the car ride because we couldn't always stand the music that was on the radio.

At the moment, Faith slid in a CD that was light pink as the CD player ate it. The case that was held in her hand was unrecognisable.

"What CD is that?" I questioned, taking a few seconds to glance at the case again before having to focus my eyes back on the road.

"It's called Badlands by Halsey. I just recently bought it." She said before shoving the case back into the bag of CD's.

The first couple of songs were a bit different than what we would usually listen to, but I could get used to it. It was a bit girly so I wouldn't be admitting that I liked the CD anytime soon.

"Can I put in the Killers CD after this one?" I asked, knowing that she couldn't deny it.

"I guess." She sighs and starts scrolling through the latest social media application that every teenager is using at this point in time. Well, besides me. I don't use many apps as I used to simply because I don't have time for all of them. Of course I had instagram and twitter, but nothing else. Faithlyn has tried to convince me to get this weird hipster social media app called Tumbling or some bullshit like that, but it doesn't interest me whatsoever.

"I'm hungry." Faith whines for the third time since we've been driving.

"That's a first." I mumbled under my breath, hoping she didn't catch that. "We have the food from the gas station in the backseat. Eat that stuff until we find a decent restaurant."

She sighs in frustration and reaches for the bags in the backseat. Searching for the desired snack, she finally pulls out a tall can of pringles and settles with that, placing the bag of food back in the backseat.

"Are you still pissed at me because of last weekend?" I decided to bring it up.

That night, we stopped talking after she convinced me to let her drive my car since she was sober and I was extremely high and drunk. We didn't speak one word the next day either. I didn't speak to her until monday morning at school and she seemed to have still been mad but tried to push it back.

I could see that the things that I keep doing to her are starting to affect her. She cared a little less about the things I did and became a little bit more closed off than she used to.

"I don't know." She says as she looks out the window, her phone locked and kept in her hands. "How would you feel if I started doing drugs all the time like you?"

My nostrils flared and I clenched my jaw. I never wanted to think about it. Every time the thought would come up, I would push it back because I can't imagine my baby girl like that and I didn't want to know what it would be like.