102 // h.s

One

Harry's P.O.V

I opened my eyes and the bright sun was poking through the gap in my dull curtains. I lazily put my hand on my bedside table and tapped around for my phone, and then lifting it up, squinting because of the bright light. It was eight o'clock and I was going to be late for school.

I quickly got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I disliked school. Well, that's a bit of a lie. I liked school, I just didn't like the teachers. I liked being there with my friends, but the teachers, I found a bit patronising. There's always a shit tonne of work to do as well, and I'm not that academic, to say the least. 

I threw on my Rolling Stones t shirt, black skinny jeans and black boots then grabbed my bag and keys and stepped foot outside into the fresh spring air. After two attempts my old truck came to life, it seemed to be getting worse everyday; it's quite old now, passed on from my dad. He loves this truck, it went everywhere with him when he was younger apparently, taking him places he'd always wanted to visit. I couldn't quite understand why he let me have it, but I don't complain.

When I got to school, the place was just as run down as usual. They never take any pride in this school, even though they should. 

As I strolled down the hallway, looking at the ground, A familiar scent caught my senses. My eyes travelled up from their current position, and she was there, I was right. 

I could tell the smell of her perfume from across the room, it was so distinctive yet so, her.

She had blonde hair which fell effortlessly down her back, along with these electrifying green eyes, almost like my own but more full of life and emerald like. She wore a burgundy skater skirt, and a long sleeved black crop top showing a bit of her stomach just above her belly button, along with some short heeled boots. She was easily the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. 

This was Macey Dusk, and I had been in love with her ever since I was 14. However, she barely knows I exist now. See, when we were in year 10, we were best friends. We used to speak everyday, go to each other's houses after school, and just enjoy each others presence lay out in her back garden watching the stars. I loved her, however that feeling wasn't mutual. She cared for me, but not in that way, and I never had the guts to tell her that I cared for her much more. 

As she walked past me and brushed my shoulder accidentally as she went through the small gap between me and the wall, I looked up, hoping maybe she'd say something to me. But no, nothing as per usual. 

It was driving me mad. I wanted to speak to her, but, I had no confidence and she was so self-assured. She was beautiful, and I looked like I had no sleep for a year.  She had a great personality, and I was, well, awkward old me. 

In third period I found myself staring at my textbook, tapping my pencil on the table. Science was such a killer. 

"Harry?" I heard Clara say from my right side. 

"Yeah?" 

"Have you done question 3?" She said, flicking her brunette hair over her shoulder. 

"No, sorry" I replied bluntly. 

Problem is, I've been told Clara fancies me a bit. Not being modest or anything, but it's just what I've been told. I wouldn't mind, however I wish she wouldn't be so damn obvious. Her flirting would be okay if it wasn't constant and with quite so much of the hair flicking... is that supposed to be attractive? I stared at my paper, raking my brain for ideas on how to work out question 2. 

"Macey? Macey!" I heard the Mrs Mack call, which made my head immediately snap up, and a blonde blur rushed out the door. I found myself lifting my tired body off the stool I was sitting on in the packed science lab. Then I remembered we don't speak any more and lowered myself back down. When we were younger Macey had panic attacks, and I think she was still having them, but less frequently.

"What's wrong with you?" Clara asked with a slightly annoyed tone in her voice. 

"Uh.. nothing" I replied. 

"Well it looked like you wanted to go after her, you don't even speak to her anyway, she's too popular for people like us" 

That really got on my nerves.

"Actually me and Macey used to be best friends" Her face dropped.

"What? I've been trying to be friends with her for ages but she never seems interested in speaking to me!" she said in a high pitched voice. 

I wonder why.

"Why aren't you best friends any more?" She questioned. 

"Just not as close" I told a little white lie. 

We were interrupted by the bell ringing and I quickly packed my books away and rushed out the door. 

"Hey!" I felt a hand grab my shoulder with long red nails. I breathed in slowly and turned around.

"Do you want to hang out sometime?"

Uh what.

"Well I'm quite busy at the moment, sorry" I said, already starting to walk away. 

"See you tomorrow then!" 

Can people just not take a hint?

***

That night I couldn't sleep, laying in my bed awake was becoming a common habit of mine, trying to control my racing mind. 

I decided a walk would be a great thing to do, and I grabbed a £10 note and my hoodie and went out the door. I was a ten minute walk away from my local common, and I found myself stopping at the shop to grab a packet of cigarettes before making my way down to the field where I walked my dog everyday as a 16 year old. And here I am, now 18, wasting my life away smoking and thinking about a girl who never thinks of me. 

I sat down next to a tree near the middle of the common, slipping the lighter out of my skinny jeans pocket and lighting number one out of ten fags from the box. I inhaled the smoke, suddenly relaxing. This was a bad habit of mine, I know smoking is bad for your health but it helped me for that short amount of time.

I lay on my back, counting the stars in the sky, gathering my thoughts. I looked at my phone for the time, 1:02am. I then looked back up at the bright stars in the clear sky and exhaled a long breath.

"Beautiful aren't they?"

ooooooh who is it

idk if anyone is reading this but I really enjoyed writing this chapter :))

the gif is of Macey, who is played by Lycia Faith, she's beautiful :)