A Tragedy Away (h.s. fan fiction)

Chapter Thirty

✴Delia's POV✴

It's been two weeks since I started doing whatever I wanted. I feel free, I don't give an important fuck to give. I've been doing everything I never had the chance to do or was afraid to try. My clothes got tighter and shorter, my hair got sexier, and my makeup got heavier. I feel great. I kind of want to thank Harry for being the asshole he is. I've went out with Justin a lot and he's really cool. I met this guy named Jace. He is a dead ringer for Harry. I mean in a bad boy type of way. They both have tattoos but Jace doesn't have as many as Harry. He has sand blonde hair and is short. Well......not really short but compared to Harry's freakish height, Jace is like a toddler. The only difference is that Jace is really nice. There is something about him that makes me nervous though. Not in a "ohh la la" type of way but in the "oh shit I'm scared" type of way. It's actually like an adrenaline rush. I haven't seen Harry since he took me to the carnival. Alondra and Claudia think I can't hear them talking about what he told them. The boys avoid me so they won't have to face the fact that I'm not the same. But that isn't true. This is me. It has been me. I'm just letting my inner bad bitch out. And if anyone doesn't like it, oh well. I walk into the store called All Black and shopped like never before. Some say this store is only seasonal but I disagree. Besides I look good in black.