Friendzone (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 24: Unexpected

I clutched tightly the phone in my hand, as I pressed it against my ear. I'm waiting for Brad to pick up the call, because he haven't been in contact for the past few days after Nathalie accidentally told him that I'm lying beside Harry when we were both sick. I know he was mad and jealous and I truly understand him. He knew I had feelings for Harry before, and I would feel the same way if I were in his shoe. I let out a frustrated sigh when he doesn't pick after I called him five times. I sent him hundreds of messages, apologizing about what happened and try to explain it to him, but he doesn't respond. I really needed to talk to him. Maybe if he comes back after his gig.
Harry and I were still the same. I avoided the feelings that I felt whenever the words he told to Zayn, comes to my mind. So we definitely back to the same old best friends again. He always drive me to school every morning, and I can see how happy he was whenever Angel comes around. But I still felt the guilt building inside me...
Friday comes sooner than unexpected, and just like everyday, I woke up by the beeping noise of my alarm clock. When I get up on my bed, I saw my phone light up, and Harry's contact photo came to view. I pick it up immediately, and reads that I have a new message from him.
Spongebob: Sorry Pat. Too lazy to go to school. I have Friday sickness

I rolled my eyes at his excuse. Same old Harry. I just replied a quick 'OK' and did my morning routine. I take school bus on the way to school, and instead of sitting next to Harry, I sit alone. When I arrived at school, there's no too much students were in the hall since it's Friday. They might have 'Friday sickness' too like Harry. What a silly excuse. My friends were all standing near by my locker, as usual. They smiled when I approached them, and I quickly returned the gesture.
"Where's Harry?" Niall asked with a raised eyebrow.
"He can't go. Friday sickness." I answered.
"Oh."
"I hate when people using that as an excuse just not to go to school. That thing doesn't even exist. They're just lazy ass." Brittany said and rolled her eyes.
"Hey! I do that all the time!" Louis exclaimed and pouted his lips.
"Well, yeah. You had a heavy ass, so I'm not surprise." She smirked.
"Oh but at least it's not big as this." he pinched Brit's butt cheek making her yelped and her cheeks redden in embarrassment.
"The prom's coming soon. You all had a date?" Ashley asked.
"Yeah. I'm going with Michael." Sophia said with a shrug.
"Eew." I grimaced. "Why would you date that twat." I scrunched my nose.
Sophia rolled her eyes. "He's not a twat Heather, he's nice. Besides, I can't say no if the popular boy asked me. And I can't invite Liam since he's out of school."
"Same here." Ashley exclaimed. "My date is Ashton." Well, that wasn't bad. Ashton is kinda nice.
"What about you? Who's your date?" Brit asked.
I shrugged. "I don't know. No one's asking me yet." I honestly don't know why is it important to have a date in the prom.
"Oh I can hook you up with some of the jocks here!" Brit said with excitement in her tone but I shook my head.
"No. I probably don't like that." I'm honestly not comfortable with jocks or any other male in this school except Harry.
"Well, I don't have a date yet. So maybe we can?" Niall offered, making me smile. He wasn't that bad. Niall's like a brother to me, so I have no problem with him. I nodded, making him jump up and down while clapping his hand.
"I'm sure Harry will ended up dancing with you again, anyway." Ashley muttered, making me look at her with raised eyebrow.
"And why is that?" I asked.
"I'm sure Angel will going to dance whoever will be the prom king this year, because you know... She destined to be the prom queen."
She's right though. It happened last year. I can't forget how pathetic he look when he just sit on the corner of the room, until I asked him to dance. I'm sure he wouldn't go this year, because of that bitch.

My day at school ended quickly, and since Harry wasn't here to drive me back to my place, I decided to walk alone. When I walk passed the park, I heard the familiar voice calling my name from behind. Making me turn around and sure enough Harry's tall figure came to view. My eyes widen when I realize he was drunk because of how he walk side by side, as if he could pass out any minute now. I didn't hesitated to run to him, and help him stand up properly.
"Oh my God Harry! How much did you drink?!" Was the first thing that comes out to my mouth when I approach him.
He chuckled and ignored my question.
"I've been looking everywhere for you." His hand came contact with me jaw, with his beautiful green eyes, stare deeply at mine.
"I need to get you home Harry. You're drunk." I told him in stern voice, but he just pouted his lips.
"But I don't want to get home. I'm always alone in there."
"Let's go to mine then. Look, I really-" I was cut off by surprise, when he quickly leaned in and connected his lips to mine. My eyes widen in shock. I can't believe he was kissing me. It felt so wrong, but so right at the same time. It's more better than Brad's kiss. Wait. I can't do this! I have Brad! I tried to push him away, but his hands stop me, by gripping both of my wrist. I tried to fight the lust that building inside me, but I can't... I just can't resist his charm. But the next thing that happen was caught me by surprise. A fist collided on Harry's face, making his body drop on the floor and completely passed out. I look at the person who punched him, and I let out a gasp when I saw the angry looking Brad.
"I knew it!" He yelled. "I fucking knew it!" He run his hand through his hair and pace back and forth. "Are you doing this behind my back? Are you fucking him when I was out of town?!"
"No Brad! It's not what you think!" I cried. "He-he was drunk, and he-"
"Yeah right! Save your bullshit!" He was furious. I can tell it. But I have to built a courage to talk to him. To fix all this messed up things.
"I'm sorry Brad, but you need to listen to me." I pleaded.
"No Heather! You listen to me! Just leave me alone for fucking five days to think!" And with that, he walk away. Leaving me with unconscious Harry on the floor. This so unexpected. I wouldn't expect this to happen. And I fear it.

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