Broken

Chapter 11

I sighed and stood up, picking up my worn denim jacket and shrugging it on, fully aware I hadn't changed out the shirt Harry had given me this morning. I was wearing a pair of sweats that belonged to me and I glanced at the clock on my desk wearily. 11:32 PM. 

I slipped my phone into my pocket and slipped out of my dorm, making my way towards the exit of the school. I couldn't sleep and I figured a walk would really help. I had just about reached the door when a snarl from someone stopped me.

I spun around to find who had snarled and I was greeted with a girl with bleached blonde hair and pencilled in eyebrows that looked too fake to match her hair. I eyed her, trying to figure out if she was looking at me.

"You," she hissed, pointing a finger at me.

She was.

"Me?" I frowned, not recognising her from anywhere.

"You're the latest slut!" She narrowed her eyes at me, her blue contacts making her seem sadistic. 

"What are you talking about?" I frowned. I sighed, wanting nothing more than to go outside and take my walk.

"You were seen walking out of Harry Styles' room today!"

I nodded, frowning as I remembered how I had waited for Harry to show up but decided to leave and collect my keys from a very hungover Autumn instead of waiting any longer.

"We didn't do anything..." I frowned, realising what she was getting at.

"Whatever," she said, her voice eery. "I don't care what you did. You should know that he is mine."

"Yours?" I asked in amusement. You must be new here.

"We've had sex three times. He calls me back, alright? Me! In fact, we had sex last night," she smirked.

I was so used to hearing about Harry being with girls but every time it felt like a punch in the stomach.

"Alright, good for you." My voice was strained and I eyed the door wearily.

"He almost kissed me, too."

"Almost?" I asked, confused.

"Yes! We was gonna kiss but he shook his head. It took him three seconds until he said no," she said, rather proud of herself.

"Does he... Does he not kiss people?"

"No!" She sighed in annoyance. "Come on, if you're gonna fuck him at least do some research."

I frowned, digesting this new piece of information. Harry didn't kiss people, eh?

She pulled her long hair away from her neck to reveal a fresh purple hickey, and I raised my eyebrows. 

"He gave me this hickey, alright? He wants me. Not you, me." She hissed.

"No I didn't." 

Both me and Blondie turned our heads towards where Harry was standing. She blushed in embarassment and walked over to Harry, leaning on him. 

"Baby, hi!" she cooed. "I'm so horny."

I breathed in sharply and thought back to how I had almost relapsed early on. However, I didn't have anything to use to inflict pain on myself except my nails. I walked past them both, purposely bumping Harry with my shoulder. I was greeted with the bitter wind and I lowered my head but kept walking. It was dark and I could barely see but I kept going.

"Brenna, where are you going?" Harry's loud voice asked. 

I sighed and turned to face him. "For a walk."