Fallen // h.s.

Nine

Friday had come faster than I thought. It seemed as if another week flew rapidly. I blinked a few times and it was already Friday. Time flies.

"So do you really have to cancel?" Scarlett asked as she leaned on my door arms crossed with her light yellow bag hanging on her shoulder. "The guys were really looking forwards to seeing you tonight. The boys even said the bill would be on them tonight. Just this time."

"I was really looking forward to seeing them to. Believe me Scar I wouldn't miss out on free pizza and hanging out with my friends if it weren't that important to me. I really need to know what happened between Tyler and my mom. I have to take advantage that he actually wants to open to me about this. He doesn't do that as frequently as he used to before." I said pouting at her.

"Fine, but you owe me." She said a smile on her face as she left. I knew she would understand.

I grabbed bunch of papers that were scattered all over my desk and placed them in a neat presentable pile. I had to send them to Liam on Monday, I thought making a mental note in my head.

I positioned everything in its place and grabbed my bag heading out. I looked around as I noticed I was the last one left on my floor. Even Mr. Strain had left about an hour ago.

As I got in the elevator I couldn't help but stare at the numbers in each button. There was no fifteen. Pressing the lobby button I took a deep breath trying to push the curiosity away. The same curiosity that craved to know what the hell was so special about that floor to have the need to hide it even from Mr. Strain.

As I was walking out of the building my heel had gotten stuck with a small hole on the floor. As I tried getting it out it broke, making me loose my balance and fall. I kept waiting for the impact. I kept waiting for the throbbing pain to be felt as I imagined my face being smashed onto the floor, but the impact never came.

I guess I was too concentrated on the fact that I was about to fall face first on the floor, that I hadn't noticed a pair of strong arms pulling me back from behind.

"Thank you." I said letting out a breath of relief taking both of my shoes leaning down to pick them up. I stood up turning around meeting Harry's eyes.

"Wow. You've saved me twice in a week." I said sounding surprise.

"Oh shut up. I was just being a gentleman." He said rolling his eyes.

"A gentleman? I didn't even know that word was within your vocabulary. Yet I'm no damsel in distress so you can stop helping me." I said rudely.

I know I was being a total bitch, after all he had just saved me from possibly breaking my face. What was I supposed to do though? From all his insults and offenses, I was already tried. Not even tired, I felt furious and I wasn't going to keep getting hurt trying to be all nice, since he had had already hurt my feeling probably more than twice in two weeks.

"Geez sorry. Next time I'll let you fall." He said annoyed.

I rolled my eyes and looked at my broken heel. I would have to try to fix that when I got home.

"Oh your heel broke. Are you gonna go running to mommy so she can buy you a new pair?" He asked pouting making my blood boil.

"Jackass."

"So she defends herself. I thought you were waiting for your boyfriend to do that since I didn't know you could. I mean if your boyfriend is not here he probably doesn't even love you. Though if I were in his place I wouldn't judge him. I mean who could love someone like you." Harry said looking me up and down like I was some kind of weird creature.