Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven
**Harry's POV**
I had not slept at all last night. Tossing and turning every which way, so used to waking up to her scent. Her beautiful flushed face, her perfect lips, her one of a kind hazel orbs. That somehow, turned to a beautiful mix of hazel and grey with a dash of blue, they glistened with happiness. And yet she still manages to convince herself she feels nothing for me.
"Hazza-bear Lou calls out" I groan and he just simply chuckles, not feeling up to anything lately, just want to let my body lay in tranquil whilst pouring my heart out to my own lost world, that is music. There, she is still with me, there this never happened, and there she said it back.
"Get your lazy arse up, you have to go to school, yeah?" He said while pouncing on me
"Ugh why must you be so cruel?! Don't you see I just want to lay here and slowly deteriorate from the world to my own fantasy" I mumbled in to my pillow
"Harry, you'll have to face her sooner or later, why not now?" He is so neive -.-
"I'm not ready mate, not yet" I whispered without even noticing it, a single tear slid down my cheek. The salty substance landed on my lip causing my face to pucker up.
"C'mon, is this why you wanted to exchange schools, to attend it as you please, don't make me call Gemma and mother" he joked whilst pointing and wagging a single finger in front of his face.
"Fine" I whispered, whilst dramatically pushing my weight up from the bed and successfully yet still dramatically made my way over to the loo. I pulled on the lever adjusting the temperature of the running water, to my liking. When it had finally been perfect, I buried myself under the strong yet soothing current causing any tension build up to course through my body and rise up releasing me of my own thoughts, my own penetrating and deafening thoughts. Setting me in this perfect equilibrium of tranquil and enraged. Yet I had no energy in me to keep fighting my own self. I quickly made a rapid escape, finding a way out of this perfect and inducing state, if I stayed any longer I would never leave. Nothing would be able to snap me out of my trance, not my wrinkling finger tips and the 10 digits located at the tips of my feet, not my wrinkling body screaming repeatedly for an escape, any escape. I grab my 'rolling stones' jumper with some plane black skinny trousers and to top it all of a beanie at the top of my curls. I tugged on my white converse and began to roll up my trousers up to my ankles, revealing my pale while flesh.
"Mate" I hear the lads yell in unison
"Not really up for it, not today" I whispered
"You okay, lad?" Niall asks
"The pour sour puss has a bad case of the broken heart" Lou yells from the kitchen, I'm guessing he was preparing our morning meal.
"Oh shut up, lou, you wouldn't have liked it if back when you and El first broke it off we harass you about it" Liam says whilst standing up and walking over to where Lou had been hidden from my sight.
"Do you love her?" Niall asks sweetly
"Yea, mate that was the reason she broke it off, because I had told her how I felt" I release the breath I had no idea I had been storing.
"She'll come round, who wouldn't fall for your cheeky arse" I chuckled and nodded, grabbing a piece of toast and my book bag before walking out of the flat. I drove off in my vehicle before the lads even got a word in. After parking my car I walked towards the door, slinging the bag over my shoulder.
"Hey Haz" I heard Zayn call from just behind me
"Where were you? Haven't seen you in two days, I was worried, you could've at least called" I rambled
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