The Difference

Chapter 28.

UNEDITED FOR NOW LOVELIES

Harry's POV

I should've gone to that fucking formal, or whatever shit it was. It would've saved me the heartbreak of Piper telling me that the feelings I had for her meant nothing, not that she said it in those words but I know that's what she meant.

Why would I think that she would feel any differently? Why would she like the asshole that kisses her and then wants to act like nothing ever happened? The asshole that pushed her away when she just wanted to help, the asshole that barged into her dorm drunk off his ass and tried to convince her that she meant more to him then that. I was kidding myself if I thought any other outcome would occur.

I'm not sure where I am right now. I zoned out thinking about the harsh words that fell from her soft lips. Only just now had I realised I wondered from the designated path and into the darkness of some shitty high school oval.

The dimly lit field only played on my emotions, toying with the very essence of my wellbeing. The darkness simply matched the emotions I was feeling, whether it was sadness or disorientation I didn't know. But what I did know was that I felt lost. I felt so fucking lost that I could barely stand, so I didn't. I fell to the hard, dirt surface, the back of my head crashing into off-yellow colour that the grass had turned due to lack of sun.

I welcomed the pain and it set up camp, knowing it would be here for the long run. I didn't disagree though, I knew it would be. Forever and always.

Piper's POV

I shouldn't have done that. It was awful. The look on his face was awful. I'm awful. But he's been awful to you. So? That doesn't give me the right to hurt someone like that. I know he's hurt me too but what's that saying, 'two wrongs don't make a right'? Whatever Harry has done to me a shouldn't reciprocate that and that's exactly what I did.

I should apologise to him. I should go and out look for him. I should hunt him down and make him forgive me, I should get on my knees and beg him to be my friend. But I won't, I can't do that.

The reasons I said those things to Harry still apply and I have to remember that. Distancing myself is for the better and I know that, Harry will too.

My cell phone pulled me from my thoughts and I stood up to retrieve it from my desk. A familiar named flashed on the screen and I answered it with a grin.

"Hello Jace."

"Well hello Miss Piper. How are you on this fine evening."

Lie. Just lie. "I couldn't be better. And yourself?"

"I would be great if you weren't sitting at home by yourself on the night of your very own formal."

"My formal? How do you even know about that?"

"Because I'm here you dork." He teased and I chuckled.

"But you're a senior?"

"They needed a dj. How could I deny them of my sweet, sweet tunes Pips?"

"You're an idiot."

"But you love me."

"That I do."

"So why aren't you her shaking your thang?"

"My thang?" I giggled again.

It felt good to laugh. That was one thing Jace always made me do, laugh. Harry rarely did that. It's not that I didn't want to laugh in the company of Harry, it was that he never let his guard down for long enough to let go and just be himself. It was sad really, that he was like that. He's not a bad person, not one bit and he just can't see that. I would love nothing more then for him to see that, but it just won't, and might not, ever happen.