The New Girl

Chapter 13 - "She's pissed."

-Harry Styles' Point of View-

It's been three days since Aurora and I's argument on Sunday. I've been trying to contact her ever since, but she refuses to reply to my texts or answer my calls. I've gotten to lunch extra early these past three days, hoping I'd be able to catch her and talk to her, but Sabrina said Aurora began bringing her own lunch.

I have thought about seeing her at home, but I didn't want to anger her at home... where her father could see. I don't know what I'd do or how I would feel if I lost his trust...

"Come on, Sabrina, just tell me where she's at!" I whined for the fifth time today.

Sabrina hadn't been coming to lunch the past three days, until today she finally came. I'm pretty sure she knows where Aurora has been eating lunch and I've asked more than once, but she refuses to tell me.

She shook her head, "No, you messed up. If she doesn't want to see or talk to you, I have no right to tell you where she is."

I slammed my hand on the table and let out an irritated sigh, "I know I did and I'm trying to fix it! How am I suppose to fix this, if she won't even give me the chance to talk to her?!" I snapped.

Liam glared at me, "Don't take this out on Sabrina-

"I'm not."

"Shut up, Harry. Just give the girl some space." Liam growled.

These guys were still pretty mad about the way I acted on Friday and Sunday. I've done nothing but ruin it for everyone, what's wrong with me?

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, pulling at the ends. "Dammit! I just want to make things right!" I sighed getting up and walking out of the building.

I reach into the pocket of my black leather jacket and grabbed a packet of cigarettes. I know I made that promise to Aurora the other day, but she's not around and I could really use something to calm me down. It's not like she's gonna stop me, she won't even let me talk to her.

As soon as I made it to my secret smoking place around the back of the school, I was able to smoke. I was about to light the cigarette, but a familiar voice stopped me from doing so.

"Just because I'm not talking to you, that doesn't mean our promise is off." She snapped.

I've never been so happy to hear her annoyingly, sarcastic voice before. I returned the box of cigarettes back into my pocket and turned to look at her, "Aurora! Where the hell have you been? I've been trying to talk to you all this time!"

She rolled her eyes, "Avoiding you, how did you find me? Did Sabrina tell you?"

She opened her mouth, before I could reply. "And it's Jones."

I shook my head, "Nope, this is just my secret... smoking spot." I explained, rubbing the back of my neck in embarrassment.

She crossed her hands over her chest and leaned on her left leg. For some reason, this pose made her attractive to me. There was something about her being mad at me that turned me on... which is weird, now that I think about it.

I cleared my throat and pushed those thoughts out of my head, "Not the point. I've been looking all over for you, so we can talk about what happened on Sunday."

Aurora let out a scoff, "Oh? You mean when you compared me to your groupies?" She questioned, bitterly. She was still pissed and she wasn't afraid to show it.

I sighed, "I didn't mean it, Aurora, I was angry. I'm not saying I'm any better than him, but Luke is a lot worst than I am. He's done a lot more things than I have. I was only trying to protect you, I swear it!"

"I appreciate your concern, but I think I'm old enough to take care of myself. You're not my dad or my boyfriend, so you have no reason to feel the need to protect me." She snapped.

Man, she wasn't holding back at all. I don't blame her, but she could at least try to understand what I'm trying to say...

"I know you won't understand this, but your father trusting me with you... was, possibly, the only trust I've ever gotten from anyone other than my family. I can't exactly describe it, but it made me feel good. It made me feel like I wasn't just... there, you know?" I smiled.

Aurora rolled her eyes, "No, I don't know. So I suggest you think of a better way to apologize than saying you were angry, maybe I'll consider accepting your apology." She snapped.

Before I could even speak, a new voice spoke up. "Ready to go?" He asked.

The blonde haired boy was walking up to Aurora like it was the most casual thing in the world, did he not understand what I told him on Sunday? Is he fucking stupid?!

I was about to make my fist collide with his face, but Aurora came between us.

"Don't even think about it, Styles! Do not interfere with my life, if it doesn't involve you!" She snapped, before grabbing Luke's hand and walking off.

"You have no idea how much of a horrid person he is..." I whispered, as I watched Aurora walk off, hand in hand, with Luke fucking Hemmings.