Teenage Run Away ✘ Harry Styles [2013] ✔

Chapter 25

I started to walk past Harry and up the stairs, but he stopped me.

"So that's it?" He said turning to me. "You're just going to ignore me unil you get what you want?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked confused.

"The question in the plane. Are you just going to ignore me until you get your answer?" He said serious. Not yelling, not even an expression.

"Me?" I questioned him. "Are you serious?" I slightly laughed at him. "You've been ignoring me ever since we got here and you're telling me, that I'm ignoring you?"

"Look, I can't help it. I-"

"Yes you can." I cut him off. "I tried to talk to you the whole way here, but no. You refused to talk.

You can help it. You can help it by not making me feel like I did something wrong." I began to cry.

I didn't admit it to myself until now, but he made me hurt. He wasn't showing me any emotion, he wouldn't even look at me.

I felt like I hurt him in someway, and he tells me I was ignoring him.

"I'm sorry Nichole." He began to raise his voice. "Is that what you want to hear? That I'm sorry that I brought you here? That I'm sorry for ignoring you? That I'm sorry for how I feel? Because if that's what you want, then take it. See if I care." He shouted. Anger clearly in his tone.

"You're messed up." I shook my head at him.

"Me?" He put a hand on his chest. "You're the girl who had to rely on a stupid punk boy to save your life." He snapped, and So did I.

"Ugghh, What's wrong with you?!" I screamed louder then I thought I would, before my hand met his cheek.

As the tears flowed down my cheeks, I ran up to my room and slammed the door shut, locking it.

I walked to my bed and climbed in, soaking the pillow in my tears.

What was that? We were just having a discusion and he blows up in my face? Who does that?

He does. I remind myself.

I mean, I didn't say anything to him really, why did he say all that?

And why was it so hurtful?

The weakest stuff hurts the most from him, I guess.

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I yawned and climbed out of the messed up bed.

The covers were lop-sided and the pillow that I was crying on, was on the floor.

I walked over to the door and unlocked it. I walked down the hall to the stairs and I heard voices coming from the kitchen.

"Harry, I don't know you but you're stupid." I heard Jade say.

"I'm with Jade on this one." And unfamiliar, british girl spoke.

"I'm not the stupid one, that would be her." Harry replied to them. I scoffed silently and rolled my eyes, continuing to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"No, you are. If you'd just tell her how you acctually feel, maybe you wouldn't be like this." Jade said again. What is she talking about? How does he feel?

"It's not that easy." Harry snapped. "Now leave me alone." He walked through the door way, towards the steps I was standing on.

When he saw me, I prentended like he wasn't there, and walked right past him.

"Thanks." I heard him mumble. I chuckled, but kept walking.

I walked in the kitchen and Jade and three other girls were standing at the island in the middle of the room.

"Good morning!" Jade hugged me, smiling. "This is Perrie," She pointed to he blonde one who was smiling widely. "Jessy," She pointed to a girl with dark brown curly hair. She smiled and nodded her head to me. "And Leigh-Anne." The third girl with dark brown curly hair, smiled like the other two.

"Hi, I'm Nichole. Nice to meet you." I smiled at them.

"You too." They replied in unison.

"So, we were thinking.." Jade looked at me "Do you have any plans for today?"

"No, not that I know of." I answered truthfully.

"Well, would you like to go shopping wih us?" Jessy smiled.

"Yeah." I thought about it. "That would be really fun." I smiled.

"Great!" Perrie shouted clapping her hands. "We'll let you get ready and we'll be waiting down here." Leigh-anne added.

I nodded and ran up stairs. I quickly got dresses into my previous oufit I was wearing yeterday, and let my hair hang loose.

When I opened my door, Harry was standing outside of his. He noticed me and stood in front of me shortly after.

"Look," He started "I know you're mad at me, but here." He handed me a wad of money, wrapped in a rubber band.

"Harry, I'm not taking your money." I handed it back.

"Who said it was mine?" He asked quietly. I gave him a confused look, and he sighed and pulled me into his room, shutting and locking the door.

"You can't tell anyone this Nicki." He started. "Promise?"

"Yeah. Just tell me." I demanded.

"I stole it." He said quietly, looking at the floor.

"What?" I shouted. He put a hand over my mouth.

"Shh, you can't tell anyone, ok?" I nodded. Where did he steel it from??

"My Aunt. I know where she keeps her money, so I just thought if you're going shopping, you might could use some." He said sweetly.

"No. I'm not using that money Harry. Never." I shook my head.

"Please? I'll do anything, please Nicki? I know you need clothes and stuff if we're going to stay here and I don't have the money to get any for you." He pleaded.

"Fine." I gave in. He sighed thankfully, but I wasn't finished. "On one condition." He straightened up nervously. "If you tell me what you and those girls were talking about in the kithen." He looked down and sighed.

He looked back up aggrevated, but said; "Fine. Whatever, just go." he opened the door for me to leave. I chuckled at him, and walked out holding the money.

I can't believe he stole this money from his Aunt. Why would he do that?

He told you, you dingbat. I reminded myself.