(Mackenzie's POV)
The next day I hear my alarm clock go off. I get up knowing I have to go to school. I don't know if Harry knows that though. I yawn and shake Harry.
"Harry. Are you coming to school with me?" I ask hoping he'd say yes.
"No" He said in a groggy voice.
"Ok." I say getting out of bed. I want him to come to school with me but part of me knew he wasn't going to. He only cares the first week and then he gets into 'fuck it' mode and doesn't get up.
I get In the shower and try to plan out what I'm going to wear. Should I dress up or just wear some yoga pants. It's Monday. Fuck it.
I get out of the shower and wrap the towel around my soaked body. I flip my hair and wrap the towel around my head and head to the bedroom. I open the door, hearing the door creek louder then expected, trying not to wake Harry.
I get dressed, brush my hair and do my make up.
"Dammit I'm late." I whisper so that Harry won't wake. I grab my bag and kiss Harry on the cheek. He smiled a sleepy smile and rolled over.
I got to school and it was already second period. Oops. Didn't know I was that late. Walked down the empty hallways trying to find my second period class. I sit down in my seat... next to Alfie.
"Where were you?" He asks shyly, almost like he's scared to talk to me.
"I overslept." I said chuckling at the fact because I never oversleep. "Oh" He says quietly.
"Alfie." I started and he turned his head towards me.
"Stop talking." The teacher said sternly.
"As I was saying," I continued making sure to be quieter this time. "You don't have to be scared to talk to me. Yeah Harry will get mad but Harry isn't here, and its my life. I can talk to however I choose to talk to." I say trying to make him feel better but meaning it at the same time. "Ok" Alfie said trying to smile.
The rest of the school day was fine I guess . Just the same boring teachers teaching the same boring things and lecturing you about how they take they're time and money to teach us when in reality no one asked them to be a teacher.
When the ball finally rung, signaling the time to get out of the hell whole, I walked to my car and pulled my cell phone out. I slid the unlock button smiling at my background of Harry and I that he put on my phone the night before. I dial Harry's number and listen to ring. Weirdly the ring is all I hear and not Harry's sweet raspy voice. I decide to go straight home. I mean, Harry's apartment instead of getting food as I planned.
When I get to the apartment Harry isn't there so I end up digging in my bag for the spare keys that he gave me for hours. When I finally get them I open the door and its quiet.
"Harry!" I call just to make sure he's not home.
I go in the bedroom to put all my things away. I make a sandwich and sit on the couch to watch the Friday the 13th marathon. I fall asleep about half way through the 1st movie. I wake to the door shutting. It was Harry.
"Where have you been?" I ask curious.
"I had to take care of some things" He answers nonchalantly.
"Why didn't you answer my phone calls?" I ask again, curious.
"I told you I had things to do Mackenzie. It ok babe, there's no reason to freak out." He says. I can see he's getting irritated, He just tries not to show it.
"Then why won't you tell me where you were?" I ask again.
"Mackenzie. Just trust me." He says not answering again.
"Ok" I say. Where was he?
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Same Mistakes (Harry Styles Fanfiction)
Fanfiction*Written By Two Authors* He lied I cried its been a long time but the pain never subsides Copyright the ideas are all our own .