Blue

Pain

Blue's POV

               " Has he asked you yet?" Sophia eyes her brown ends and pets them. I shake my head and sigh. " No. Prom is 2 weeks. But its okay, he doesn't want to go I already know it." I shut my locker and lean against it. Sophia looks up at me with her green eyes. " Well if you really want to go, go. If he really cares for you the way he says he does, he would whether he wants to or not."
             Sophia is absolutely right. If Harry wanted to do something I didn't I'd do it for him because it would make him happy. " Your right, I'll talk to him about it." Sophia looks behind me. " Well there's your guy." I turn around to see Harry walking down the hall towards me. I smile up at him and he half smiles down at me.
              " Hi, you ready to go?" I ask. He nods and kisses me on the lips. Sophia makes barfing noises behind me. " I'll text you." Sophia pats my back as she walks down the hall and I see her catch up with Louis. Me and Harry start to walk down the hall and the route to his car. Again we walk in silence like we have been the last couple of days.
              We get to his car and he unlocks the doors climbing in and slamming his door. I raise an eyebrow in confusion and get in the car. He throws his bag behind him and starts the car as I put my seatbelt on. " Are you okay?" I finally ask. He turns out of the school parking lot and nods.
             " Just tired." He's been saying that the past couple of days and yes its possible for him to be tired from work. But he never acts this way when he's tired. " Okay." I simply say. He doesn't say anything to me. " So Prom is in a couple of weeks you know." Harry stares forward eyes on the road and doesn't say anything. " And I think it be fun if we went together. We haven't been on a date anyway." Harry ignores me again.
              " Harry?" I ask and he glances over at me. " I'm not going to fucking prom, are you kidding me? Especially with you." My heart sinks at the sound of his tone and words. He looks back to the road with disgust in his eyes and I look away. Damn that hurt hard. I look out the window and feel tears forming in my eyes, but I hold them back from falling.
               The whole car ride is spent in silence and tension. I don't dare look over at Harry one time. I think I feel his eyes on me here and there but I assume its my imagination. I'm relieved when I see my house in front of me. Harry stops the car and I immediately take off my seat belt. I quickly open my car door and run inside my house before Harry can say anything to me.
              I quickly run up the stairs to my room, hoping to reach my pillows before the tears fall. I slam my door shut and lock it so no one can walk in on me just as the first few tears escape.

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              The last couple of days I've made it pretty obvious I don't want to be anywhere near him. I avoid him as much as I can. I don't eat lunch in the cafeteria with him, I avoid him in the hallways, I don't text or call, and whenever I can't manage to avoid him, I keep my eyes low. He's made no effort to call me and I've done the same. Its been a little werid to not have him by my side 24/7 but its been kind of nice.
              " You should talk to him." Sophia suggests I shake my head. " No, I think we both need some time to ourselves. He needs time to figure out what's wrong." I didn't tell Sophia everything that happened. I just said we got in a minu fight. If I told her the truth, she'd flip out and go off on Harry.
             She gently rubs my shoulder.
" I'm sure you guys will be fine. But communication is key." I nod and give Sophia a tight hug. " I have to go, see you tomorrow. Text me if you need anything." Sophia opens the principal's office door and it shuts behind her. I sigh deeply and jump when I feel a hand on my shoulder.
I turn and sigh in relief when I see its Sam. I smile up at him.
              " Hey Sam. " He licks his lips and smiles. " Blue Anderson, a pleasure to be talking to you." He jokes. I laugh slightly and realize I haven't really smiled in a couple of days. " What's up?" I ask. I look up in his hazel eyes and they hold a flirty gaze in them.
              " I just wanted to check on you because you've seemed a little down lately." I shrug and smile. " Thanks, that's really thoughtful of you, but I'm fine." His demeanor changes and he seems half concerned now. " Harry's been asking me about you and I just want to make sure everything's okay." I raise my eyebrows in confusion.
" What?"
              " He's asked me everyday are you okay and stuff and I just say yeah because you seem fine to me and he wants me to look after you, which is werid because he always wants me to stay away from you." I try to process the words coming from Sam's mouth.
             " He seems to care so I've been keeping an eye on you from a distance. But I want to hear from you that nothing bad is going on between you two?"
            I shake my head slowly. " No, why?" My heart beat picks up. " He looks like shit. Like he's guilty of something. I just want to know everything is okay between you two?" Sam speaks more slowly. Is he suggesting that Harry did something to hurt me? He did but not in that way. " Everything is fine, we just need a little space." Sam shakes his head.
              " No, you guys need to talk about whatever because he looks bad. Like really bad." I quirk a brow at him. " What do you mean?" I ask. Sam looks down at me fully serious. " He looks like he hasn't slept in days. He seems sad, broken even. I don't know, you should check on him." Something is seriously going on with him. I have to find him. " Thanks for telling me this and checking up on me."
            He nods. " Yeah, anytime." I turn quickly and go outside to try to find him. If I'm lucky his car will still be here.
          I cross the crosswalk quickly and make my way to his usual car spot. I'm half nervous, half relieved when I see his car parked. I'll just wait here for him. I have no idea what I'm going to say to him. What he said a couple of days ago, how he said it a couple of days ago. It was like he was disgusted with my entire existence.
             " I'm not going to fucking prom, are you kidding me? Especially with you." The words keep playing over and over in my mind and they won't stop. They hurt. Alot.
             " Blue." My stomach drops at the voice and I take a deep breath before slowly turning around. I gasp when I fully face Harry and see what Sam was talking about. His hair is messy on his head as if he didn't bother to fix it when he got out of bed this morning. His face drains all color and his eyes droop, forming bags under his eyes. He has dark circles joining the bags and his eyes are bloodshot red like he hasn't slept in days.
             I gulp a bit and my eyes widned at his appearance. What the hell is going on with him? He sighs a bit when he sees me. " Blue." Is he says as if that's all he can manage to say. He sighs again only this time it's deeper. " I know your probably really mad at me and you totally deserve to be, but can you please let me explain first?"
             With the condition he's in, whatever is going on affects him alot so I have to be understanding in this. I nod my head yes. " Go ahead." He shakes his head. " It can't be done here. Can you meet me at my house?" I sigh a bit but agree. " Sure." I try to force a small smile and his eyes seem to light up with some kind of emotion because they've definitely been empty these past couple of days.
             The whole drive to Harry's house is a blur, its filled with thoughts. What is he going to tell me? I'm a little scared at what it is. Is he going to break up with me? No, stop being so selfish, its not about you. Whatever it is is super serious to him and it definitely has nothing to do with you.
              I find myself parked in his driveway and I rub my eyes and sigh. Here we go. I take my keys out of the ignition and open my car door to get out. I close it shut and walk up to his front door. Before I can knock, the door swings open and I see Harry standing in front of me. He's wearing pajams pants and he's shirtless. He seemed to wash up a bit as he seems a little less pale.
            " Come on in." He moves to the side a bit to let me in. I haven't been to his house since the night of the winter dance. It seems to look a bit different but its probably cause I've only been here twice. I glance around is surprisingly tidy house as Harry's locker is super messy but I never say anything about it to him. He leads me towards the couch in the living room and I awkwardly sit down. He sits on the couch across from me and taps his fingers on his hand.
              " Blue..." Harry sighs deeply.
" I'm really sorry about what I said the other day, I didn't mean it." That's what you say every time you do something wrong but okay. " Okay." I say. He sighs and looks down at the floor. " And I know I say this every time, but I promise I won't let it happen again."
             " Okay." I say. He rolls his eyes and groans. " Oh come on Blue, at least be a little compassionate here." I raise my eyebrows. " Show you compassion? You always say hurtful shit to me, apologize and blame it on some sort of problem as if its making you do those things. You say those things because you want to, so stop using excuses to feel sorry for your self."
              Harry's face shows a little shock but it quickly gets replaced with anger. " Sometimes I say things I don't mean when I'm mad because I'm not thinking okay?" I roll my eyes. " Yet another excuse." Harry stands up and walks towards me. " Oh, I'm sorry Ms. Anderson, am I not perfect enough for you? Little Ms. Perfect is not impressed with my desicions, and her life is so perfect maybe I should just do what she does."
             Is he mocking me? " I'm not perfect, what are you talking about?" I stand up and walk to be in front of Harry, challenging him. " Poor little Ms. Perfect who has a perfect family that cares about her and a perfect house, perfect grades, perfect body, clothes, friends, life. Everything is just perfect it gets overwhelming sometimes being pretty and rich doesn't it?"
               I clench my jaw at his words. I am no where near perfect and him of all people should know that.
" Perfect? Have you not seen what's been happening in my life the past couple of months? Rape, car accident,almost not getting into my dream college. I've worked so hard to get where I am today and now your mocking it?" Harry crosses his arms, a bit amused.
           I narrow my eyes at him. " Or maybe your just jealous, huh? I have a family that loves me, you don't. I live in a nice house, you don't. I have friends, a life, a future. And you don't. Is that it?" Guilt instantly hits my gut after my words but I'm so mad right now I don't even care. My words hit him hard because pain spreads across his face for a few seconds but it goes back to angry.
               He snorts. " Jealous of you? Its all fake in the end. Your parents will leave you, your friends, you'll lose all sanity in college, and you'll be depressed from being home sick. But of course all the money you have will make up for it. Maybe you can find another rapist boyfriend along with it?" My jaw softens and a bang of pain hits me but I ignore it.
             " Your real shitty person for punching at something so traumatizing as that." He crosses his arms. " And your a shitty person for calling me poor and lonely." Well that's what you are. " I'm the one who should be pissed, you've been pushing me away the past couple of days like I've done something." He snorts.
            " Your the one avoiding me! I checked up on you and watched over you silently and you've just been going about your day like you don't even care. I feel like I'm more deep into this relationship then you." What? He sighs and starts to pace the room.
             " I try so hard to make everyone in my life happy and its never enough. I try so hard to make my life easier for my mom as much as I can but its never fucking enough!" Harry grabs a glass vase from the table in between the two couchs and chucks it at the wall behind him. I jump at the action as I watch the glass break at the impact.
              " Everything I do is never enough?" He grabs another one and throws it at the ground. I deeply gulp. " Harry-" He quickly walks towards me, anger completely taken over by him. " Don't you dare open your fucking mouth. I don't want to hear the perfect princess judge me anymore then she already does!" Harry grabs a picture from the table and throws it at the wall and I jump back.
            " Why can't it be enough, why does something bad always happen whenever I'm happy!" I hear something else crash against the wall and my blood runs cold. I close my eyes for a brief moment but open them back up. " Fuck!" Harry picks up another vase and throws it in my direction. I just barely dodge it and land roughly on the couch, my elbows supporting me.
             My breathing is out of control. I look up at Harry and see him looking down at me with another vase in his hand. I shake my head as a tear rolls down my face. " Who are you?" I ask, tears forming in my eyes and falling down softly. Harry's eyes widned and he places the vase back on the table and walks over to me quickly.
             The anger that took over him is now completely gone and concern and guilt now floods him. " Blue, I'm- I'm so sorry." He gets on his knees when he's in front of me and I move back as far as possible. I see tears form in his eyes as he looks at me.
" Blue, baby don't be scared of me please, I didn't mean to-" He cuts himself off.
           " Fuck." He whispers, shaking his head. I look down at him, not knowing what to say or do. The moment replaying in my head.
" Blue-" I shake my head. " Don't." I say. He looks up at me, half relieved, half worried. He looks up at me teary eyed. " Let me explain-"
              " Don't." I say louder. He looks up at me, sad by my response. I stand up and walk to the other side of the couch to get to the front door. " I don't want you to come near me, ever again." I say. His eyes widened at my words. " Blue, no, no, no. Don't do this to me." He walks towards me and I back away when he gets closer then I'd like. Another tear rolls down my face. " No, you did this to me." I point to my face at all my tears. " You said you never do it again and you did worst."
              He looks down and shakes his head. " Are you happy now? Is this what you wanted? Little Ms. Perfect is now not so perfect because of you. Congratulations, you got what you wanted." I open the front door and run to my car, putting the keys in the ignition as fast as I can. I don't even put on a seat belt, I sloppily pull out of his driveway and race out of his neighborhood as more tears stream down my face.

Super intense chapter. What do you think is going to happen next? What's going on with Harry and why did he try to hurt Blue? Vote and comment if you enjoyed :p