Found (Harry Styles) #Wattys2017

Chapter 17

Song:

Use Somebody: Kings Of Leon

Elastic Heart: Sia

Ro's POV

A few days had passed by without a single word from,Harry or any of the other guys for that matter. I waited for them on Saturday, I even pushed back dinner an entire hour hoping that they were just running a little late. I stupidly expected to see them on Sunday, but they didn't show up either.

All week I had waited for them to show up. It was irritating, but I actually missed them, all of them, even, Harry. As annoying as he was, he still made my day slightly more interesting. What was even stranger was the fact that I haven't had a dizzy spell or something weird happen in days. Well, except for dreaming about, Zayn, which I thought was odd. I didn't even know him and I wasn't too much of a fan to be having random dreams about him.

What I hated most about this entire thing was the fact that, Ron was also missing in action. He was here physically, but mentally and definitely emotionally, he had checked out. He spent most of his time with, Ethan. Not that I had a problem with it, they usually spent a lot of time together, but this was different.

Ron was acting a lot more irritable and it was not like him at all. I tried to let it go, but I missed him, too much. He and I hardly ever had fights and when we did, our spats were over fairly quickly.

Without thinking, I had made my way towards the boys dorms. I had never been here before, but I remember their room number from their file. I knocked on their dorm door multiple times, hoping that just one of them would answer. I don't know why, but I just needed to see them, the uncertainty was killing me.

I knocked for a relentless, ten minutes straight, but no one answered. I knew no one was going to, but just in case. Once I came to the conclusion that they were definitely not there, I sat against the wall across from their door, just staring. I was no longer expecting them to open their door or show up, but I somehow found comfort just being in their hallway.

I was mostly annoyed that I found myself missing, Harry the most. The last thing that happened between us before he left was, I made the mistake of almost mentioning what, Niall showed me and a kiss.

It was a wonderful kiss. I hate to admit it, but each time he kissed me, it just felt better and better. I wanted to not like him, but it was becoming increasingly painful not to. Sure he was an annoying piece of turd, but that didn't stop the swarm of butterflies that would erupt in my stomach whenever he'd pop into my head. The more time past, the more difficult it became to ignore these feelings.

But what was I supposed to do with said feelings? It was obvious that he didn't particularly like me. Well not that obvious judging by the many times he had kissed me. Maybe he was just expecting a fling. A quick hook up to pass the time while he was here, and if he thought that, he had another thing coming. Though, he didn't seem like the type to use women like that. At least, that's what I wanted to believe, somewhere deep inside me.

Unable to form a proper thought, I sighed in frustration, lifting myself off the floor to wonder the school aimlessly once more. I didn't have a clear destination. It was Friday afternoon and everyone was off getting ready for the game. I should be getting ready for tonight's party, but I wasn't in the mood to be hosting the same party that happened every weekend. I had no problem letting the boys handle it, they knew where everything was and they knew the rules.

Sooner or later, I found myself walking into, Becky's classroom. It was the only class with the lights still on. "Beccs," I called out, looking around trying to find her. "Ms. Castro," I called out, mockingly.