Super Human (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 5

There in silence for a few moments and Harry looks around him. I let out a sigh as he carries on-leaving me still unnoticed in the branches.

"You know Diana?" Harry sits down on the snowy floor and so do the boys.

"Yeh. I am going out with her sister" Andy holds his hands out towards the fire to warm him up.

"Seriously?"

"Yeh. She's spending Christmas with us but after that I will dump her. I want Diana. She is so much more..I don't know" he shakes his head and I press my palm against my mouth to stop me from screaming. He likes me? How horrible. Do I tell Beth? I've got to, haven't I?

"You want Diana? Mate are you even serious? I bet she's never even kissed anyone" Harry chuckles and I flush.

"I can fix that. She's easy" Andys wide grin scares me-I have never seen this side to him.

"Easy? Don't you mean desperate?" Zayn presses the end of his cigarette into the floor then tosses it into the small camp fire.

Harry laughs, throwing his head back and patting Zayn on the shoulder. It would be nice to see him like this if it wasn't me he was laughing about.

"You know she cleaned up my cut this morning?" Harry's eyes focus on the twig in his hands as he speaks. "I didn't ask her to she just did it"

"Who the hell does that?" Andy shakes his head and Harry snaps the wood he was holding.

"She will be mine by the end of the week. I will dump her sister by the end of this month" Andy leans back with a sickening smug smile across his thin lips.

I hate the way he thinks he can click his fingers and I will come running to him. I hate the way he is ditching my sister for me. I hate the way I have never seen through his lies and noticed who he really is. I just hate him.

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The boys stand up after spending an hour talking about gambolling, alcohol and other drugs. Harry's boot stamps repeatedly on the ash that still remains of my pages. I watch until they are far out of site until I jump down. My body aches from being in the same position for so long and the smoke has burned my already sore throat.

I run my fingers through the warm ashes-leaving them powdered in black. All the fire has gone. The books, which were alive in romance, adventure and tragedy, are now lifeless and dark. I can't believe Harry would do this to someone he doesn't even know.

My mind races on my way back as I kick at the snow path. Should I tell my sister? What would I say? Would she believe me?

When I reach my room all the energy is gone from inside of me and I push open the door with as little effort as possible.

To my dismay, Harry, Zayn and Andy sit on Harrys bed, their eyes scanning over me as I walk into the room.

"Nice to see you Diana" Andy says. I ignore him. My hand reaches into my bag to retrieve a book to read but my heart sinks as I realise there is no point.

"Where are my books?" My voice is shaky. Zayn smiles at Harry then turns his head back to me.

"Books? How the hell would I know?" Harry barks. I stand awkwardly searching for the words that are screaming in my head.

"Get out Diana. No one wants you in here. This is my fucking room anyway" Harry spits and I take a deep breath, nodding and walking quickly out of the room. I can hear their laughter as I close the door behind me.

I walk aimlessly around the building collecting my thoughts. My heart leaps as I see the sign for a library.

My heart pours out and I feel slightly faint as I walk into the room. Shelves after shelves of books line the walls and the smell of old leather and damp pages sends me back home.

I am glad there are few people here as I head for the romance section, picking out a book clueless of its contents and sitting down to read it. I love romance. In a sad way it reminds me of things I may probably never have.

"Even from far away you could see it.

They were drunk.

But no from any type of beverage.

They were drunk of each other.

The way they laughed.

The way they kept sneaking glances even though both knew the other one was looking too.

The way they curled into each other with nervousness hidden behind subtle excitement.

Even from far away you could see it.

They found each other utterly intoxicating"