The next morning is quiet, Aria just stares out her window until I have to leave, usually silence is bliss but not in this case. Right now, silence feels like a knife, slowly stabbing into my chest, not deep enough to kill me, just deep enough to feel like it will.
I don't want to talk to Harry. I don't want to talk to Aria. I just feel like sitting in my room and doing absolutely nothing, I just want to lay on my bed and listen to music.
When I get to my house I do just that. I try not to look my mother in the eye because she'll know that something's wrong and I really don't want to be questioned or tell her at all about what happened, for now, for at least today, I don't want to think about anything that happened yesterday.
I go on Pandora and a band with a familiar name comes on, The Killers. The song that's playing is Bones. I like it, a lot actually but it makes me think of Harry because I know this is one of his favorite bands.
That night I eat my dinner in my bedroom and go to sleep. At about 10:00 I get a text from Aria that reads,
"We need to talk."
I ignore the text and go to sleep dreading tomorrow, when I'll have to see both Aria and Harry.
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The Boy In The Beanie (Fetus Harry Styles)
Fanfiction14 year old Harry Styles is the new kid in school. Eden is just the the shy nobody. Will she even say,"hi" or just hold back like always? Could this young hipster change Eden, and the way she sees things? Or the way she sees herself?
