Out of my Mind

Chapter 13

Harry's POV

As soon as I saw the tears fall from E's eyes I wanted to take back every word I said and replace them with comforting ones. She looked so vulnerable and helpless. It hurts to see her broken down like that, and the worst part is that I caused that pain that I saw in her eyes. I could've tried to reason with her back there, but instead I just screamed at her and left without a second glance.

Now look where I am. Outside a freaking gas station waiting for Briana to finish her business. Why am I even out here with her. I should've told her to find somebody else to take her. If Evangeline finds out I'm still driving Bri around she'll have no reason to think we're not dating. 

E is right though. Why am I spending every second with this girl I barely even know! I shouldn't be here. I should be anywhere else but here; preferably with E. As soon as I start the car and am about to drive off, the passenger door opens and you know who gets in.

Her shirt is on crooked and she's fixing her pants. "So what were you doing?" I ask suspiciously.

She smirks and holds up a bag with green crushed up plant inside of it, "What I had to, to get this." I don't even ask what she did because I can tell by the way she looks right now. Raggedy. 

She pulls open the bag and an over whelming smell takes over the whole car. My clip on febreze has no power over what she has in her hand.

"Get out." I demand trying to stay calm. 

She gives me a puzzling stare, so I repeat once more, "Get out of my car."

"Oh come on, Harry," She laughs, "I'll share. There's enough weed to go around. Just loosen up and I'll roll you up a joint."

Who does she think I am. "This is all you wanted me for. For me to drive you around while you have sex with guys behind gas stations for weed?" My tone isn't as harsh as I want it to be but I think she got the point. "Go. Get out. Leave. Find your own damn means of transportation." I know she sort of deserves it, but I have been really mean these past few days. Not just to her but a lot of people. (he's probably on his period ;] heh heh)

She huffs while stepping out the car, "I can ruin you, you know that? And when I do you'll be sorry.''

"Save it for someone who cares." I say as she slams the door.

I drive off leaving her standing in the small parking lot. A scowl directed towards me on her face.

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I decide to go see Niall because Zayn has been pretty distant. I remember how to get here from when we came for tea. 

I look at the clock before I get out; 6:47. 

I jog up the front steps and ring the bell. Shortly after Niall's mom answers the door.

"Oh, Harold. How nice to see you. What are ya here for?" She says with a warm smile.

"I need to see Niall.''

"Sure, dear. Let me go grab him for you. Come on in." She gestures for me to step inside while she heads for the stairs. She goes up a few steps then screams, "Niall. You're friend Harry" so loud I think my ear drums are gonna burst. I shrink back. 

I hear the pounding of footsteps upstairs, then see the blonde pop his head out from on the stairs. I lift my hand to say hi but he grabs my arm and drags me to the backyard.

"What was that all about?" I say when he releases me.

"Sorry, I just don't like the thought of my mom knowing what we're gonna talk about." He apologizes. "So what do you need?"

Actually, I don't even know what I need. I just came here. "I don't know. I came here because I didn't know where else to go, I think. E is mad at me. Now Bri is mad at me.  I just don't know what to do."

He site down, "Looks to me like you need some advise." Oh. I keep looking at him as if to tell him 'keep going'. "Okay. Um to start, who do you not want to be mad at you?"

"E." Plain and simple.

"Why is she mad at you." My shoulders slump and I run my hand through my hair. 

I stand up, "I don't know." I make my way towards the back gate so I can leave without running into his mum. I hear Niall call out for me but I ignore it and get into my car. 

I shouldn't have even come here. Advise my ass. He was just prying to get me to tell him what I did. Heck, I don't even know what I did. I hang out with one person for a couple of days and I pretty much lose one of my best friends. What a mess I've gotten myself into.

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Evangeline's POV

I'm locked in my room with a huge bag of Cheetos and 4 boxes of tissues. I didn't feel like turning on the light on my way in, I don't have a TV and it's night outside so my room is dark. I'm not even trying to soften my sobs. I'm munching on Cheetos while wailing as loud as I can as the tears flow down my cheeks. 

My sister tried to come in my room a few hours ago when she realized that I wasn't going to let her in and talk about it. 

Thinking back to my fight with Harry, he just proved I'm naive. Well, no one really told me that they were going out, but I assumed. A small part of my brain told me, so yeah I'm aloud to say I'm naive. Why couldn't he have just calmly told me that they weren't going out instead of insulting me and ruining our great relationship we had going on. 

He didn't ruin it, you did. Whisp reminds me. You know I'm trying to have a moment where I blame my misery on someone else and you're ruining it Whisp. I'm getting real tired of you. Why don't you go fall off a bridge.

If I fall you'll fall too, I'm apart of your conscience. My lord, I think I'm losing my mind. 

The doorbell rings and awakes me from my dreadful thoughts. I inch my way towards my room door and slowly open it. I hear Lavinia open it and greet someone. Crap. It better not be Harry, and if it is he better not want me. I bolt back in my room; my sister calls my name.