Always (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter Two: Crossed Paths

My eyes went wide as I stared into his emerald green eyes, that were looking intently at me.

His hair was messy, from running I guess, and I held back the urge to comb my fingers through his hair.

He has changed so much.

but I could still see the boy who taught me how to ride my very first bike.

Harry.

"Kellie?" he asked, looking very unsure of himself.

"Um yeah, that's me" I said with a shy smile.

"do I know you?" I asked with a shaky laugh.

I need to pretend to have forgotten him otherwise the pain from the past would just come back and bite me in the arse.

I never want to feel that way again, especially if it was because of him.

He let out a low laugh. "Aw come on Kellie, I know you remember me." He said, trying to convince himself rather than me.

I just looked at my shoes, suddenly interested on how clean they were.

After a minute of awkward silence, I pretended to remember something, and looked up at harry, who was still standing there, waiting for my answer.

"Oh yeah! now I remeber you! You're harry styles, right? from that band? One direction?" I said with a tight smile.

"Sorry I didn't recognise you at first, I'm not really a fan" I said, trying to avoid his eyes.

"Wha- Kellie! would you stop pretending like you don't know who I am! It's me Hazza! your best friend forever, remember?" He said trying to get me to look at his eyes.

That's when the familiar banging in my chest returned.

I narrowed my eyes at him "Harry! I recall you being the one who said, we shouldn't contact each other anymore! you said we couldn't be friends anymore! You practically said we should act like fucking strangers!" I spat at him, angry as hell.

"Look, Kell-" He started, but I cut him off. "No, harry." I said trying to say his name with so much venom, I could almost taste it.

"You can't try to "explain" what you said that night! You said we couldn't see each other anymore, and you were acting so cold towards me! Then you just left? How hard do you think it is to lose your best friend for no fucking reason? It fucks up a person you know? So don't try to "fix" what happened, because like a mirror, our friendship broke and it won't matter how hard you try or how many times you try to fix it, it will stay broken and it will never be the same ever again. So please, don't waste my time with this bullshit and never talk to me again." I said.

He looked so hurt and sad, like someone had just told him he had one day left to live, but I couldn't pity him.

I just can't.

I looked at him, hate written all over my face.

"Goodbye, Harry." I said, turning around and walking away.

Author's note:

Yes! sorry for the short chapter!! and sorry for the cussing, I just thought it kinda fit with the situation? I don't know :( thank you for reading! byee