Walking Disaster (Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter 3

~Angel's POV~

"Come on, you have to admit that boy was hot!" Shane said, dragging out hot as we drove back to my house. He picked up an obsession with one of the cashiers at Hot Topic.

"Okay, he was." I mumble, looking out the window at the town passing by. I watched little kids play and I was jealous of how joyful they were. They didn't even have to fake it or even try, it just came naturally. They were always happy.

I was more interested in what was passing by my window then this conversation. I am a horrible friend, I know. Who wouldn't want to gossip about how hot boys are with their best friend?

"Come on my little angel." he groaned using name name in his pun. "You act like its so hard for you to look at guys and talk about what level of sexiness they are on. I mean unless I'm missing something, you are straight so this should be easy for you." he glanced over at me to see what kind of reaction he would get out of me. To be honest, I allmost smiled. Key word, Almost.

"No, you are not missing something, I'm not gay. I'm one hundred percent straight." I replied.

"Imagine if you were gay though, like what a pair me and you would be. Double package of gay." He laughed at his lame joke making me laugh a little too, wich I think made him smile just a bit wider. "Anyways, why is it so hard for you to talk about this sex god then?"

I swear, he never let's anything get off topic. I sigh. Honestly, since the incident months back, just thinking about it makes my shiver, I can't look at boys the same. I know it isn't fair to them and I'm only judging solely on one guy, but I can't bring myself to trust them, be alone with them, anything really. The only guy I have been with since that nightmare that became a reality happened to me has been Shane. Even at first it was difficult, but I can't explain this to him without telling him the horrific details of the night that changed my life, and I swore to myself no one would ever find out.

"Haha okay. I get it, my type isn't good enough for this Angel. Okay, then. Care to share what exactly is your type?" He totally bought it smiling the whole time he talked.

"Well you see, I can't do that because I haven't figured that out yet." I swear the lies just come natural now and I don't know if that should scare me or not.

"Lies, you just don't want to admit your type because its someone like me and by saying it, you would let me know that before you found out I was gay, you were desperately falling in love with me." He shouted causing the corners of my mouth to rise a tad.

"That's exactly it. You finally figured it out." I said, ending the conversation by turning to radio up for the rest of the ride home.

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We finally arrived at my house.

I got out of the car, fixing my Comic Fade Sweater. I could see my mother going from room to room, she looked rather busy.

"What's your mother doing home so early?" Shane asked, grabbing my bags, I shrugged it off, and took off my earrings and took out the nail polish. Compared to Shane's six bags, I could've carried it myself but he always has to be a gentleman.

"I have no idea." Seeing my mother home before seven at night was rare. We walked up on the porch and inside. 

"Mom." I called out. I looked around and saw suitcases that were always packed away in the attic. Maybe she had a work trip. 

"Oh, Angel. Good your home. Shane, always a pleasure to see you." My mother walked in to the hall with another suitcase. 

"Thanks Mrs. Hemmings. The feeling's mutual." Always the charmer Shane is.

"Are you going somewhere mom?" The suspense was killing me.

"Uh, no. That's what I need to talk to you about, and I have a surprise for you. Come sit." She gestured to the living room.

Surprises always worried me. I clung to Shane's arm mentally telling him I needed him to stay. This is when my anxiety came, when I sensed change was coming. I was silently telling myself to calm down, it wasn't working. Even Shane could tell. He grabbed my hand and stroked it, I always was afraid of him finding out how broken and damaged I was. Even though I figured he could sense it, but he still stuck around.

Shane and I sat on the love seat with my mom across from us.

"So, Angel. Lately you haven't been acting like yourself. Don't even try to tell me that you haven't changed because I'm not blind, I can see it. You're quiet, all you do is keep to yourselfand stay up in your damn bed all day and sleep." Well that's what she thinks. I really don't sleep much, I just lay there.

She continued. "You shut me out, I try to help you but you don't let mt, you barely speak a paragraph a day. You're so damn sad all the time. I never see you laugh or smile. Don't interupt me please." She held her finger up to Shane who probably was going to say I laughed a little today, knowing him. "I don't know what to do anymore because you changed dramatically and god knows what else is wrong. So I called your brother and--"

"You called Luke?!?!" I screamed, making Shane jump in shock, I think I even shocked myself, I  wasn't expecting that. Obviously, my mom wasn't because she didn't even flinch. "Yes I did, like I said I don't know what to do anymore so I asked for his advice. Honestly, I was going to take you somewhere for professional help, but Luke suggested that you stay with him. On tour that is. So that's why the suitcases are out. You will leave tomorrow at 6pm for your flight to the UK." She finished.

I don't think I really heard the last part because all that was playing over and over in my head was honestly I was going to take you somewhere for professional help. I am a freak. The kids at school were right. Even my mom thinks it. 

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