The New Girl

Chapter 21 - Ex-Girlfriend

-Aurora Jones' Point of View-

Once we reached the first floor, I noticed two familiar faces looking at me. I stopped in my tracks and stayed still, not daring to look away from them.

I felt as if they would try to do something to me, again, if I looked away. I know I'm being paranoid, but how else am I suppose to feel towards them? Not only did they mess with me, but they threatened me as well. Of course I'm going to feel nervous or paranoid around them.

I'm guessing Harry didn't notice them because he continued walking towards the front entrance. I wanted to call out to him or run to him, but the sound of someone clearing their throat prevented me from doing so.

I turned to the twin that cleared his throat, "Can we talk for a sec?" Mitch asked.

I began getting nervous, making my heart pound, quickly, in my chest. I couldn't believe they're still trying to talk to me after Harry threatened them. I guess they really don't care about Harry's threat, makes you wonder what they're really capable of for them to be so laid back about this.

Carter walked up to me and scoffed, "What's the matter? Not so tough without your body guard around you, huh?" He smirked.

I looked at the bruises on his face, that were fading away, and held in a laugh. As cocky as he was acting, the bruises on his face show the truth. No matter how cocky you are, Harry can still beat your face.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my hands over my chest, "Is that why you wanted to speak with me, so I can take my leave?"

I don't really have the energy to deal with these guys, I've already had enough from my classmates and that guy that walked into me earlier. I don't need anything else to make my day worse.

Mitch sighed, "Relax, we're not here to bother you. We're here to show you how Styles really is. Have you met his ex-girlfriend?" He asked.

The way he emphasized how they weren't trying to bother me, made it noticeable that they were trying to get on Harry's nerves.

I cocked a brow, "Why would I want to meet his ex-girlfriend? I'm nothing more than just his friend. I have no business with someone who was that close to Harry."

Carter shrugged, "I don't give a shit what you two are, she wanted to speak with you. So we'll leave you two alone to talk. Catch ya later, Sleeping Beauty." He smirked, before walking away.

Well that's a nickname I haven't heard in a while, I really hope they don't plan on calling me that for the rest of my senior year.

My thoughts were interrupted by a new voice, "So you're Harry's new arm candy? Huh, you're not very impressive... how did you even get his attention?" She laughed.

A girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, was standing before me. She was wearing a somewhat tight uniform shirt, with a really short uniform skirt. A cold glare was on her face, as she scanned me from head to toe.

I don't even know the girl and she's already insulting me, what kind of person does that?! I was going to try to be nice, but her actions just made me lose any small amount of respect I may or may not have had for her.

"Just because I don't work hard to impress those around me, doesn't mean I'm not impressive. Not everyone depends on plastic surgery and make-up to hide their flaws." I snapped.

I could tell she was taken back by my words, from how quiet she stayed. Hell, I didn't think I had it in me and, I'm not gonna lie, this gave me a short boost of confidence.

She laughed before tossing her long, blonde hair over her shoulder, "I see Harry has already rubbed off on you."

She was teasing me, yet she kept this stern face on. It almost looked like she was jealous, which I didn't understand. As I told the twins, before, Harry and I are nothing more than friends. We were barely friends, what could possibly make them think we were dating? Harry may ask me to be his dates for almost every party I've attended, but that doesn't automatically mean were a couple.

I rolled my eyes, "I don't know if you've noticed, but some of us can express our opinions without the influence of others. I didn't say that because I'm Harry's friend, I said it because it's my own way of thinking ." I smiled.

I wasn't proud of my rudeness towards this girl, but she isn't exactly being nice either. If she didn't show me any respect, then why should I show her any?

She was about to say something else, but the sound of the front doors opening made her close her mouth.

Harry was making his way towards me with a genuine smile, his hand reaching out to be placed at my shoulder, "Hey, I thought you were right behind me, I'm sorry..." He trailed off, looking over at the girl in front of me.

His kind smile changed into a glare as he looked at the girl, "What the hell do you want?" He snapped.

Woah, didn't see that coming..

"It's nice to see you too, Harry." She smirked walking over to him.

Both, Harry and I, stayed silent and watched as she placed a hand on his shoulder. For some reason, he looked over at me... as if I was suppose to say something. I looked away and kept my mouth shut, not wanting to cause any more problems for him.

"So... word around school is Miss Jones, here, is your new girlfriend." She smirked, obviously trying to get on Harry's nerves.

Her hand began to rub his shoulders and the other was drawing circles on his chest, as she looked straight at me. Did she think this would affect me? In what way does her touching Harry bother me? I'm perfectly fine.

Harry grabbed her wrist and placed it back on her side, "No, she's not my girlfriend. I don't give a shit what other people have been saying, but that's not what we are." He snapped, sounding angry.

I didn't think people going around saying we were a couple would bother him this much, I figured he just didn't care... I guess I was wrong.

I mean, I don't blame him. I'm just as annoyed about this as he is, but I didn't think it would aggravate him this bad.

She cocked a brow in a teasing manner, "Then why haven't you replied to my text. Before Jones arrived, you would tell me how bad you wanted to get back together. Now, it's like you don't care for my existence anymore." She spoke, pouting her lips.

Harry wanted to get back together with his ex, before he met me, and now he doesn't? That doesn't make any sense, how does that have anything to do with me?

I guess it does seem a bit... odd, but that doesn't necessarily mean I've done anything to attract his attention. If I did, which I doubt, then I really didn't mean to.

Harry gently pushed the blonde girl away, "Look, Daisy, I stopped talking to you because I know how you work. You were only with me for the money and popularity, which is fine... I didn't really give a shit about you either. I just don't want to be used like that again, so you can be on your way now." He smiled, waving her off.

Ouch.

"Come on, Aurora, lets get out of here." He smiled, before grabbing my hand in his and leading me out to his car.