Confusing and Wrong [ Harry Styles ]

Chapter 8

It's finally Monday again, the day I have been dreading since my mom dropped the news of us moving in with the Styles. The rest of yesterday was pretty boring and nothing had really changed between Harry and I except for the fact that were going to be living under the same roof. He was being friendlier towards me though, but that's because no one was around and we both know it.

My mom had a sad expression on her face basically all day and I felt kind of bad knowing it was because of what I had said earlier that morning. Not that I would change anything because it's the truth and even she knows it

Ben gave me small friendly smiles all day. I don't know what he was trying to show me, maybe that he isn't a bad guy and I should give him a chance before judging him. But I'm not judging him at all if that's what he thinks. I just simply don't like the fact that I barely know him and I'm being forced to move into his house.

At dinner my mom told me that we will be moving in on Friday and we will put up a for sale on Wednesday. That's means I only have 4 days till I'm in a completely different house. That means new schedule, new bed, new room, new rules, new life really, other than school.

I walk to my locker with my earbuds in pushing through the crowded hallway. I make it to my locker and get my books for first and second period. I shut my locker door and start my way to home room which is just down the hallway.

I'm humming along to my music when I spot Harry leaning against his locker looking my way. I take my chances and give him a small smile and wave.

He just stares at me. No expression or emotion, he just looks at me walking by. Just what I thought would happen.

I sigh and continue my everlasting walk to home room. I find an empty seat near the back corner when I get in and slouch in my seat trying to look un inviting to the person thinking about sitting next to me. They decide to move over to one of their giggling friends.

My phone vibrates receiving a message from an unknown number.

-Hey meet me at the smokers staircase at lunch.- It reads.

-uh who is this?-

-it's Harry. Just meet there ok.-

-fine-

I shove my phone back into my pocket and let my mind wander 2 hours into the future creating scenarios of what he could want.

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My leg pulses up and down in anticipation for the lunch bell to ring. I couldn't focus during class because I was stuck in my thoughts and watching the clock tick around.

The bell finally rings and I'm out of my seat and through the door in seconds walking to my locker. I eat my cheese string on my way to the staircase and when I open the door Harry is there waiting for me.

"Hey." I say walking towards him. He's leaned against the wall with his hands shoved in his is pockets and left foot propped against the wall.

"Hey." He replies.

"What did you want?" I question walking to the wall to my right and leaning against it.

"We're leaving." I look at him confused not knowing what he means. Is he talking about leaving school? Or talking about the move that is happening shortly?

He removes himself from the wall and extends his hand towars me signalling me to grab it. I hesitantly place my hand in his and he grips it as soon as there is contact.

He leads us out side towards the car parking lot. We're getting multiple questioning glances from people around us but Harry doesn't seem to mind as he keeps walking towards or destination.