Countdown (h.s. au)

Chapter 2

   One day after.

"Honey, are you sure you don't need anything? Some chicken noodle soup? Some medicine?" My mom asks me through the door.

"Oh, uh- I'm fine, thanks." I say and fake cough.

No, I haven't told my mom. It's just another thing for me to worry about, she might take this harder than me. She loves Sam. I don't think she'll be too upset, but I know we've both been prepared for Sam & I to be soulmates.

After running home last night, I wiped off my tears before I came in and told my mom I didn't feel well.

"Alright, well let me know when you do..." She says while walking away from my room.

Obviously I don't want to go to school right now either, but I know I have to go back at some point.

My eyesight blurs as I feel the tears rushing back. Harry Styles?

The tears stream down my face as I keep replaying what happened in my head. (A/N: See what I did there... ;) Love me some 1D lyric puns HAHAHA.)

*flashback*

   My timer went off.

   And so did his.

   I take a step back and look into his eyes. They're so green... We stare at each other until I feel a strange feeling on my wrist. We both look at our wrists, and see the same thing: our timers disappearing.

   "What?" I breathe. He looks up at me- well technically, down, he's tall as fuck -and I'm sure he sees my eyes becoming glassy. Wait, where's Sam?

   I turn to the restaurant and see him standing inside looking at me. Who did he kiss? How could it not have been me?

   I feel the tears drop and I look at Harry and all I see is confusion. How could this man be my soulmate? I know how it felt to kiss him, but I don't see how I could ever love the same person that knocked me down in the hallways just hours ago.

   I follow my instincts and run. I run towards my home which is obviously like an hour away.

   I give up and call an Uber.

*flashback ended*

   I need a break from thinking about it. I turn on my television and put on some Netflix. Today should be fine.

-

"Get your fat ass up! Where have you been?"

Huh?

I open my eyes and see I'm still in bed, must've fallen asleep earlier. I guess it wasn't all a dream. I look at my tv, reading the "Are you still watching?" caption from Netflix.

Looks like the person screaming at me was Sarah. Shocker.

I look at her and roll my eyes, slowly starting to get up from bed, until-

"OW! Sarah, what the hell?! GET OFF ME, FUCKING COW!" I yell as she jumps on top of me.

"Why weren't you at school?! I was worried and, you never texted me back last night! What happened with Sam?" She asks and I remember the stressful moment once again.