Don't Let Me Go [1D AU Fanfiction]

Chapter 8: It was all supposed to get better

Third Person POV:

A week passed since Rory had gone back to school. Since she was gone for a while (More than a month), people would point and stare. But she didn't care, she kept walking, with a huge smile on her face, holding her love's hand; Louis's hand. There were only a few people who worked at her school that knew of the reason behind her disappearance. They were Rory's teachers, and the assistant principle, and the principle. They swore to Elizabeth they wouldn't let word get around, and Rory was thankful that the word wouldn't spread. She knew people would take advantage of her for not remembering certain things. When people asked where she was all the time that had past, she would lie and say she was on a holiday. She felt horrible for lying, but there was no way around it. She had the comfort of Louis, her cousin Zayn, and her best friends Lily and Melina through this tough time. They would tell her true stories, true stories on things they had done together to help her try to remember more things that she couldn't: Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't.

Harry was feeling flips in his stomach when Lily had walked by or went to talk to him. He kept denying the fact he just might like her. He couldn't. He didn't want his heart broken again. But the more he thought about her, the more he rethought everything. He was falling even harder for her. He tried telling her how he felt many times, but every time he would try, he would chicken out. He was afraid of being rejected; afraid of being left in the dust.

Jennifer had noticed something about Harry; The way he looked at Lily. The way he talked to her. The way he was slowly giving his heart to her, and she didn't even realize it. Jennifer knew Liam was a good guy, how when he found about her lies and real personality, he wouldn't want her. And she was right, he had left her, and never talked to her after 'That day'. She smirked. She wanted Harry back; It was the kind of person she was, she liked toying with his feelings. She loved seeing Harry feeling so hurt, and she had no clue why. She also loved it when they were going out, and no matter how much of a jerk she was to him, he still gave her everything he had. He was to precious; and innocent, like a lost puppy. She admitted to herself she was and evil person. But she wasn't ashamed, she loved every second of it. She felt like she owned Harry, that Harry was hers, and she wanted him back. She didn't want him with Lily. Not with Lily. She knew all Harry's secrets, including about his father. She could use it all against him. She had a plan. She could have him as hers again:

And it was planned not to fail.