There are no happy endings. There are only not ended (A Harry Styles FanFiction)

Part 8

Harry's POV

I opened the bathroom door and looked at my messy room. I know that I should tidy it up, but.. Never mind. Not even changing my clothes, only with a towel on my hips, I jumped on the bed and opened up my laptop.

"Chapter 7.

5 days. It's been 5 freaking days, since the last time I ate something in my mouth. Nervously, biting my lip, I walked through the corridor, which as always echoed from talks, laughs and music. I stopped at my locker, when something hard suddenly hit my shoulder. This is it, this was the last drop in my patience cup, so I turned around and couldn't control myself:

"You son of a bitch, find yourself another victim, that you can push around like a ball! " I screamed to a confused girl's face.

Instantly, the subsided corridor surrounded us in a circle.

" I-I'm sorry.. I didn't want to.."  A girl stuttered, terrified of my sudden outbreak.

"Oh sorry?" I grimaced. " You all say that! " I leaned over her, making her wince. "Even though, you're only waiting for a chance to make fun of me! " I knew that this is a bit too much, but the feeling was undescribably good, because I have dared to say that to someone, for which I waited all eternity. "You're making me sick!" I spat through clenched teeth.

I took my backapack which was laying on the floor, pushed through the crowd and not taking notice of the bell that just went, I walked through the school's doors.

"Valentina! Valentina! " I heard someone call me, but ignoring it, I just went down the stairs. "Valentina!" I felt my wrist grabbed painfuly, so I had to turn around. "What the hell has just happened?" Harry laughed.

"Let me go, you jerk!" I pulled my hand strongly, freeing it from his clenches.

"Are you smoking grass?" He grinned.

" Dream on." I stretched out my middle finger and started to go.

" Did you loose your mind or something?" He caught up with me.

"Thanks to you." I shot back.

"For goodness sake, stop being such a cow! "He shouted.

"I already am, did you forget?" I asked sarcastically.

"Are you ill?"

" "Being sick of you" illness. "

" You're damn selfish! "

" You're an asshole. "

"You don't have any friends! "

" But you talk to me every single day."

" It doesn't mean anything! "

" Every single day!"

"You're exaggerating.. "

"For example, right now, you're still following me and talking."

"I... No! "

" So, you're not talking? "

" Valentina! "

"You're irritating me. "

"That is my aim! "

"You make me sick."

"Be sick, but not on me. "

"I hate you! " I gave up and collapsed on the stairs.

Harry POV.

" Oh , Mommy .. " I groaned loudly and moved my wet curls . I didn't like how Valentina changed all of a sudden . Why did she give up ? Why did she decide to kill herself slowly? Still thinking I stood up from the bed and lifted my shirt which was laying on the ground. "Dirty , dirty, clean , nearly clean, I don't know, whatever, this one is alright.." Loudly, I sorted my clothes, throwing them into different piles . After I was done, I laughed to myself, looking at the giant piles of clothing on the floor. I picked up the phone, took a picture , and uploaded the image to my instagram account, which I haven't used for a while.