She's so Mean(A Harry Styles fanfic)

What the hell ? (chapter 5)

Heyyy guyys:)!! its been like wht? 2 weekss? im so mean.i hate myself..hahahh..im updating now and its like smack in the middle if assesment..i should be putting the finishing touches on my history and working my way through my hpe essay or even studying for my maths exam..but oh..what the hell..its Saturday.."'',,so heres the update,right off the top of my head:) enjoyyyy!!:))

I skipped to English, a huge,silly grin plastered all over my face pathetic face. huh? i was never this enthusastic for school. weird,right ?

Taking a seat beside Emily, my all time super best friend forever, I tried to contemplate reasons as to why I was so happy.

1. Harry drugged me

2.I drugged myself

3.I was still drunk

4.Harry....

I crossed them all off in my head but when I came to number four, I hesitated.

Harry was really hot. Like really hot. Like the type of hot that got you hit by a bus.

Maybe my hormones were just acting up.

Shaking my head at my stupidity, my head snapped up to the sound of my name.

"Veronica, would you like to repeat what I just said?", came Mr Humphrys voice from the front of the classroom.

I wasn't aware class had even started.

Struggling for an answer, I sighed when the bell rang. Saved by the bell, I thought,stnding up and exiting the classroom,rather quickly.

Wow.

I had zoned out for a whole class. It wasn't that unusual to be honest,but today I just felt weird doing so.

My head wouldn't stop spinning.

It was making me woozy, and I just needed out.

Ditching Emily, I took a right and exited the school.

I walked quickly up the hill.

It was way too far to walk home, so I just sat.

Pulling out my phone, I scrolled through my contacts, looking for someone I could call who could pick me up.

I gasped when one name caught my eye.

'Sexy Styles'.

Harry had put his number in my phone? But when? Did that mean he had my number?

Starting to freak out, I realised he was the only one I could call.

But would he even come?

Would he yell at me?

Would he report me?

I took a deep breath and pushed diall.

Nervously biting my lip, I almost dropped my phone when his husky british accent rang out through the phone.

"Hello".

I sat there in shock, not knowing what to say.

I had Harry Styles number?

Was I truley insane?

"Hello", came his voice again.

Not knowing what came over me, I broke down in tears.

"Harry", I said through my strangled tears.

"Vicky? Is that you? Are you alright love".

The air around me thickened and my oxygen levels dropped.

"Harry, meet me by the school, at the top of the hill. I need you", I whimpered. My voice sounded so weak, it was foreign, even to myself.

"Be there in 5", he said firmly, letting the line go dead.

I let my phone fall to the ground and pulled my legs up under my chin.

What was wrong with me today ?

Anyyyyhooo, can you guess what is wrong with her????? I know...or maybe i dont!! hahha..anyway...i have already decided that i will be writing a sequel..i have even started the sequel,,which is crazy because this story is nowhere near done.x .but hhah... 7+ votes and i will reveal the title of the sequel:)

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