TWENTY EIGHT

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-baileys pov-

Rest of the day was shit. Harry tried to get a hold of me but I always dodge.

When last period came around, he waited at my locker with that worried look on his face. So, I went straight to Paige's car with my binder in my hands.

"There's leelee." I hear my best friends laughing. I can't help it but smile.

"My grandma is the only person who calls me that." I laugh along with them.

"Can you...take me home?" I ask Paige, she nods.

"Can you drop me at my house?" Daniela asks, Paige raises her eyebrows.

"Where else would I drop you?"

"Well, for all we know you could drop me off streets." Paige and I laugh at her non sense joke.

When we pull in front of my house, I see my brother sitting at the front porch with a baseball ball in his hands throwing it up and catching it.

"Say hi to your brother for me." Paige says, I roll my eyes.

"Do you still have a crush on him because ew."

Daniela raises her hand, "I don't."

I laugh, "good." I shut the car door and wave goodbye as she drives off.

I sigh and turn around walking up to the porch.

"Where were you?" He says. "I told mom about your boyfriend. Or should I say ex boyfriend."

How rude.

I glare at him,"what's up with you? Did Bethany break your ice cold heart?"

He scoffs, "you better take that back because I saved your fucking life. Remember? If you don't, I'll give you a hint; dad."

I was shock by his words, why would he say that? "Why are you like this? Why bring dad up? He has nothing to do with this."

"You--" I cut him off.

"Save it. I don't have time for your bullshit." I walk in the house and slam the door.

"Honey?" I hear my mothers voice. "Baileys is that you?" She says again.

I groan, "yes mom. It's me." I walk to my room and slam the door.

I go over on my phone and went through my camera roll. I have so many pictures with Harry.

I felt a hot tear run down my cheeks and that's when I realize I'm crying. I deleted all the photos that we had together. There all gone.

"Bailey? Can I come in?" Owen from outside of my door says. I quickly wipe the tears away before he could open the door. "Look, I know I shouldn't have said that and I'm totally sorry."

"That's it? Because if that's it, you can get out now." I gesture to the door.

"Your still mad and I get it. I'm sorry okay?"

I didn't say anything and just push him out of the door then shutting it behind me. I sat on the floor, thinking about my life going good to bad.

Can this day get any worse?

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