The Difference

Chapter 21.

Piper's POV

"Piper... Piper?"

"Mmm." I groaned.

I was still sitting, well practically laying, in Jace's car in the school car park. I had planned on getting out but I was so tired my body could hardly function.

"I think you should go to bed."

"Yeah..." I sighed.

There was silence for a while and I felt myself drift off again.

"Piper wake up."

"I'm up, I'm up." I shot my head up and blinked rapidly in an attempt to stay awake.

"Let me walk you inside." He offered.

"No," I yawned, "I'm okay. You go home."

"Are you sure? It's late and you don't know what creeps are out there."

"I'm a big girl Jace. I'll be fine." I smiled and leaned over to hug him. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Sure." He grinned and I walked into my dorm.

When I entered the room Sarah was sound asleep so I quietly changed and wiped my makeup off before falling asleep myself.

6:30am. 6:30 in the bloody morning my alarm went off and it took everything in me not the throw it across the room in annoyance.

"What is that ungodly sound?" Sarah groaned from underneath a pillow.

"Satan." I answered and rolled onto my stomach. "He crawled out of the deepest, darkest depths of hell to ruin college students lives everywhere."

Groaning once more I walked over to the shower blocks in my barely awaken state and let the cool water drown away my sorrows that the first day brought along with it.

"Where are my pens?" Sarah was frantically running around our room, throwing things everywhere when I returned. "A girl has to have pens first day back!"

"You can borrow one of mine if you'd like?" I suggested.

"Not an option. My pens were especially ordered in from a small town five hours away.
They have special grips and the ink is to die for."

"And I thought I was crazy about pens." I mumbled to myself.

"Okay unless that was 'I found your pens Sarah', I don't wanna hear it."

I put my hands up in defence and continued to get ready, putting on my makeup and doing my hair before Sarah had found her pens.

"Ready for class?" I playfully questioned.

"Always." She grinned and we walked out with our arms linked.

Harry's POV - last night

After seeing Leah pushed through the hospital doors I haven't been able to think straight. My mind is foggy and my breathing is rapid; uncontrolled.

I know what she did to Piper was fucking wrong but I can't hate her. I just can't. We've had so many good times together and I can't just forget about her and move on.

I loved her. I know I did and that doesn't just go away. No matter what she did or didn't do I can't just cut her off.

"Is she out of surgery yet?" I tried to contain my anger while speaking to the receptionist but it was harder then it seemed.