-Baileys pov-"Wake up sleepy head." Someone pokes my side.
For a second, I thought it was Harry.
"C'mon we have school." Someone pokes my side again.
I slowly open my eyes, the sun blinding my eyes.
"I made you food." Paige hands me a plate of waffles with wipe cream. I smile and start eating the food. I'm starving.
"So, I stopped by your house and got your clothes." Daniela hands me a bag.
"Why didn't you just wake me up?" I grab the bag and looked inside.
"Because last time I did that you threw your phone at me." I laugh.
"How'd you get in?" I ask.
Daniela sighs, "well I was hoping James would answer the door but your brother did.."
"And?"
"He basically cornered me and asked me where you were and why Harry was crying last night." Daniela says. "So I told him what happened and I think he's mad."
There was silence.
"Why was his eyes red? They were like stone red. Like, after you do drugs or something." Daniela questions me.
"I don't think he would do drugs. Right?"
"I think you should check your phone.." Paige looks down and hands me my phone.
When I turn my phone on, my iMessage was blowing up.
Most of them were from Harry.
Most of them were from my brother.
And some from my mom.
I shake my head and hand her my phone, "I don't want to read them right now."
"Okay." She nods and took my phone. "School starts in like, 10 minutes do you want to just ditch?"
I shake my head, "I'm going. I don't care if Harrys is there or not." They both nod and got ready for school.
When I entered the bathroom and looked at the mirror, I notice I'm still wearing Harrys sweater.
I take the sweater off and smell it.
His scent is till there.
The whole time I was getting ready, My mind was telling me to check my phone, but yet I didn't want to.
"Fuck it." I mumble and went through my messages.
You have 80 unread messages and 2 voicemails.
Harry: Bailey
Harry: please
Harry: answer your phone
Harry: you have to hear me out
Harry: please
Harry: baby please listen
Harry: where are you?
Harry: she kissed me and I pushed her.
Harry: I pushed her away Bailey.
Harry: please believe me.
I sigh and read the other ones since there were more texts from Harry.
Owen: can you explain what's going on?
I told my brother that I need some time away for a bit since I know my mom would give me a 2 hour speech if she found out Harry and I broke up.
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I'm sitting in the backseat of the car, looking out the window.
I turn my head my head away from the window for a moment, "Did Harry really kiss her?" I ask out of the blue.
Paige sighs, "All I saw was the part where they kissed. He looked pretty into it."
I bite my lip and look back out of the window.
"Are you okay? We could still ditch.." Paige asks me, I laugh.
"Why do you want to Ditch so bad?" Daniela asks trying not to laugh.
"Because I have the worst schedule today."
"You'll be fine, Paige."
We pull up to the school parking lot and I can see Oceana and her group at the front of the school.
"Where's your boyfriend Bailey?" Oceana sticks her bottom lip out. "Oh wait, you don't have one." They all laugh, I roll my eyes.
"Yeah? You don't have one either. Bitch." I spat back. I gave Oceana one last glare and walk inside the hell hole.
When I walk over to my locker, I see a curly haired boy with a worried look on his face.
I cover my face with my phone and walked fast to the other direction.
"Bailey!" His voice calls my name."Please." He says as he follows me throw the loud crowd of students.
When a large hand touched my shoulder, i knew I was caught.
"What do you want?" I snap, He looks scared.
"Please don't snap at me, I didn't kiss her, she kissed me!" He reasons. I roll my eyes for the hundredth time.
"Stop saying the word 'please'. It's getting annoying." I walk away.
"I'm not giving up, Bailey." I hear him say.
A part of me wants him to stop, while the other side of me wants him to keep going.
I still have feelings for him, strong feelings.
But right now, I'm just hurt.
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