Opposites.

Chapter 10

I stare at the one person I did not want to see right now.

"What do you want?" I snap keeping the door tight so he couldn't see in.

"You aren't staying here Del." Harry says pushing into the room.

"I have no where else to go so yes I am" I try to tell him as he sits on the bed.

"If your staying here I am too."

"How did you find me?" I asked harshly.

"Your car is in the parking lot it's not hard to pick out anyways." He says and lays back.

"Get out." I tell him trying to keep calm.

"Come with me, you can't stay here! Are you crazy? I could've broke down that door without even trying and I'm sure some guy will do it just to come in here with you." He tells me and I know he's right, anyone could come in here since the locks don't really work.

"You don't want me staying with you, my mother hates me, and everyone else I don't know." I tell him sitting across the room from him.

"I didn't mean it like that. I like you, I really do it's just, I don't really know how to treat someone nicely because everyone leaves me. I have to be rude and cold so I feel no emotion, but you, you get under my skin. You never leave my mind and I hate it. Your driving me crazy Delilah! Ever since the end of my 8th grade year when you were still dorky looking. The start of your freshman year, you looked so different and you didn't have braces and you looked like a girl you changed, a lot. I was going to ask you to a movie but then you got a boyfriend and it pissed me off so I had to be mean. I couldn't let you know what you had over me.." He says not looking at me now. I stare at him speechless. Was all this true? It makes a lot of sense of you think about it.

I get up and go to the only place I can go without Harry following me. The bathroom. I lock the door and sit on the floor.

"Delilah, come out." Harry said gently.

"No Harry. Leave me alone, I need sometime to think." I tell him starring at the brownish wall.

I'm so confused with Harry. For a minute he likes me and then the next he hates me. What is his plan? To play with my emotions? I get up and walk out after an hour of sitting there. Harry is laying on his back on the bed, I gently shut the door and walk over to him.

"Harry.." I say so quiet. "Can we leave?"

"Mhm." Harry mumbles.

"I don't want too stay here" I tell him honestly. Harry opened his eyes when he heard a load crashing noise outside, it sounded like a bottle being thrown against the wall. I jumped a little when I heard it again.

"What the hell was that?" Harry asks looking out the window.

"I don't know" I tell him standing behind him trying to look outside. Harry's arm pushed me back a little so I couldn't see.

"We need to leave, like now." He tells me and grabs my bags. I slip on my shoes and follow him to the door. Harry opened the door and I heard the load crashing noises again.

"Shit." Harry mumbles leading me to his car which was right outside.

"Oh hello there." A guy says once he sees me. "Where are you two going? He slurs obviously drunk. I stand behind Harry as Harry stares at this guy.

"Delilah, get inside the car." Harry tells me, I climb into the passenger seat and put my bags into the backseat. Harry locks the doors with his keys and goes into the front office to hand back my room key.

Another guy comes outside of one of the rooms and talks to the drunk guy. I start getting a little nervous as they both stare at me. Where is Harry, it shouldn't take him this long. The drunk guy points at me and continues talking. My heart starts to beat faster as the drunk guys nods. What are they talking about? It's me, I know that. I'm relieved too see Harry walk out of the office. He walks past the two guys and doesn't say a word, right when he's about to open the car door he turns and looks at them.

"Shit." I mumble as the drunk guy throws a bottle at Harry.