Damn (Harry Styles AU Fanfic)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

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Steph's POV

I run as fast as my feet can bear, towards my house. I had to force myself not to cry but it was hard. My breath was slowly taken from me but the adrenaline kept me running. And running. And running. Tom's car was nowhere to be seen as I step up my front porch. The lights in the living room were dimmed so I think my parents went to bed. Rummaging through my bag I grabbed my keys and opened the door.

"Honey, is that you?" shit, it's my mother. She sounds worried.

"Yeah. Everything's fine. I'm just going to my room." My voice broke but I think I covered that up pretty well by walking with heavy footsteps up the stairs.

"Goodnight sweetheart!" She shouted behind me as I closed the door and slided down it. Crying as I got to the floor, my hands instantly going to my face, covering the loud sobs. This was not what I thought this night was supposed to go.

Tom had literally brought be on a date, which I thought would be very romantic and all. But instead the whole f*cking football team showed up and he put me aside. If he really wanted this to work he whould've removed them. But since I was such a burden to him, it really didn't matter anymore. I don't care about Tom. There, I said it. But do I believe it yet.

I walk to the dresser picking out my pyjamas. This had been such an eventful day that I was exhausted. It must've been a reason why I stormed out of his car that way. I have never ever thought I would do something similar to that. It was crazy how I actually did cry and scream at him like that. He must be really confused by my outburst, I think.

The bed was cold when I first dived in and put the duvet over my body. Soon the bed was going to be too hot so I put one leg outside the thick duvet. This was the time I got out my phone to go through Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and all my other social sites and apps.

Today though, I just wanted to think. Think about the day in general. How Tom picked me up this morning, how we drove past that poor boy Harry and Tom's words to him both on the way to school and in the restaurant. Now I don't know why I was with Tom in the first place. Sure he was a nice boy back then but all the rumours about him being with other girls behind my back must have been true. Never was I ever going to be together with someone that's too good to be true again.

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Going to school was not fun today. Every single student looked at me differently. Tom had probably already told them that I was a slutty bitch that broke up with him or got caught cheating or something similar. I am certain he didn't tell the truth, the students should be looking at him differently then. But for now he was seen as the hero in our so called 'relationship'.

It was like the day flew by when you are not taking notice to what the teachers are saying. I sit in my English class and when I look around the classroom I notice how almost everyone is unfocused, as I am. All but one person, the nerd: Harry. As usual he was sitting in the front row taking notes of every word the teacher said and wrote on the board. Why did I even care to notice that about him.

"Hey, I heard things went wrong with Tom. You know, I'm here for you" a voice whispered beside me. I pretended I didn't hear him and continued tapping my pencil at the notebook I had infront of me.

"Anyway, I was planning on having a party in my house on Friday and you are invited. That is if you are really single and it's not just a rumour." I looked at the boy. Pale, blue eyes, blonde hair. Cute to say the least. Hmm, why not. I need some kind of distraction. This is so not like me.

"Sure, I'm up for it" I say fast and turn to the teacher that had started to pack his stuff.

"That's it for today" Almost every student jumped up from their seats. "Don't forget the report that's due next Tuesday." He said reminding us. I scribbled it down on one page of my notepad and then hurried to pack it in my bag.

"See you around-" I started but when I turned to face the boy he was gone. All there was left was a note.

"Stephanie, I will see you this Friday at 7.

Don't be late, I will be waiting for you.

- Dave"

I remembered a Dave in our class and how he would talk to his mates before the period started. I think I even remembered which house it was as well. Something was telling me this was wrong. I was never the one that went to house parties, I never ever went to one by myself. Tom was always the one taking me to them.

Smiling at the thought of me actually daring myself to go to these sort of events, I walk out of the classroom.

*Umf* Something hit me really hard. It felt like a ball of some sort but I couldn't hear any bounces after the hit.

"Sorry, sorry," I hear someone mutter. Bending down to help the person who I just encountered, picking up the papers and books that was scattered around us.

"Oh, I think I should be the one apologizing" I said smiling up at the brown locks I now noticed. He were still looking at the ground after we picked up everything. He actually managed not to look at me even though he was a little taller than me.

"I am so sorry once again." He almost whispered walking away. I walked away the other way. It was way to weird to question what just happened. It was just like those love stories of how you meet the "love of your life". But he was not "the love of my life", I didn't even get to see who it was. Just brown. Chocolate brown hair.

Soon enough I found myself in my room. Standing in the doorway I looked at my room. I saw the memories. Memories of me laying there beside Tom, his fingers entwined with mine and counting them slowly. My eyes wander to the chair in front of my desk. The chair I have been talking to Tom in way too many times.

Why did I even care about him. I mean he was amazing at what he was. A true boyfriend when it really mattered. He could be sweet I know that. But knowing his nature made me sick. To know he said "I love you" to me and probably not mean it.

Hopefully the party and the "Stardom" show would change my emotions to the better. Speaking of "Stardom I should probably start preparing for it! I don't want to look like a fool on TV.

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Authors note: HELLOOOO!

Going to update frequently, probably more than once a week since I really feel like this is a good thiiiingy... I am really tired right now so if there's any grammar or any mistake, excuse me (not).

This was a short chapter in Steph's POV. Hope y'all liked it ;)

-Jenny