Chapter Nine

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Carly's point of view:

 It's been 2 weeks. Two f*cking weeks since I left his apartment. Two damn weeks without knowing what's he doing, where he is or with who.... It was heartbreaking. That's why I never wanted to have a proper relationship. I never wanted to feel like I do now. Like a total sh*t. I was crying every single night for those 2 weeks. Yeah, sure, we were together for about week or two, but my feelings for him were... Huge. Sooner, I didn't want to admit that I had any feelings for him. But crying myself to sleep every night confirmed one of my biggest fears. I fell in love with somebody, who doesn't feel the same way with me.

Things with my father were just the same. Sometimes he beated me, but only to my ribs and legs, so that nobody could see what he is doing. I was now used to it, sure it really hurt, but honestly, my broken heart hurt a lot more. I wanted to be as strong as I was before I met Harry, but I couldn't see the way how to do it.

Now when my besties were in Paris, as late holiday, I was alone. I felt like everything's wrong. I didn't even talk to my mum as much as I did before, she coudln't comfort me, so she just stop asking about my feelings. I was probably glad for that.

I woke up on Friday morning. Ugh, school again. Sure, I wanted to be a psychologist, and hopefully I'd be one day. Just in this mood, I was not able to listen to a teacher for more than 10 minutes. Anyway I stood up and looked to the mirror. The bags under my eyes were horrible, huge and purple. My hair was a total mess, I looked like an idiot. i didn't want to go like that to school, so I put some make-up one, made a bun out of my hair- though it was damn difficult. Then I put on my favourite black jumper with a ghost on it, ripped blue jeans and a brown shoes. I was ready to go to school again.

After few lessons I was totally tired. How can anything be so boring? Wow!!

Well, at least I made a new friend there, since my girls are away. Her name is Jade. What a cutie!! She's got long straight black hair, chocolate eyes, and is totally stunning. We always chatted a bit, but I never knew she is this amazing. All the time she was telling me some jokes and comforting me even though I never told her what was really bothering me. 

"Carly, just smile, you're so bubbly today!!" Jade pouted on me. I just smiled. "I'm sorry babe, I just... I had awful night." I said. "Well, I understand so... don't you wanna go to the club with me today?" she asked me. She was smiling at me: who would say no to this face!! "Well, ok, but just for a while.. is anyone else going?" I smiled lightly. "Well, my boyfriend may be there with his friends, but I don't know it for sure. It doesn't matter, I want to enjoy a party with you!" "Alright, and where are we going?" I just hoped it's some little club, nothing big. "Madison's, do you know it there?" I layed on our desk. Madison's, great! "Do I know it there? Darling, I was wasting my whole life in there!" I laughed at her, even though I didn't have really good mood.

After the school Jade told me that we'll meet in front of Madison's at 9 p.m. What if he's gonna be there? What if he'll see I'm totally down? What if...? My head was full of questions and full of him. I couldn't forget about him, it was impossible!

I came home to find out that my father is not there. He left me a message, that they went going fishing for a weekend. Yahoo!!! The weekend was starting good! Really good. "Are you going anywhere tonight Carly? You haven't been in a club for a long time, you know babe?" my mum asked me. She was worried what's with me. I smiled and gave her a quick hug. "I'm going today mum, don't worry. I'll be fine!" Then I walked to my room. I¨ve decided to run a bath for myself.

After a really long bath (I probably even slept there) I had a quick dinner, cause it was about 6 p.m. and I didn't want to have a hangover. I made a manicure, put on some black and white nail polish. I was really happy with them, my nails looked PERFECT!!! Then I was deciding what to wear. After long time standing in front of my wardrobe, I've decided to wear a black dress, red high heels and nude clutch. I loved that outfit. I curled my hairs, put on some make-up, eye liner and mascara and was satisfied. When I was done, it was already 8:30. Time to go, I thought for myself.

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