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Side. - Chapter 13

Chapter 13.

Monday. The worst day of the whole week. The second I woke up, I wanted to fall asleep again and sleep for the next 3 years. Not because I was so tired, well, maybe that was one of the reasons. But especially because I didn’t want to see Harry that day at school. What if we’d bump into each other? I’d immediately burst out in tears and he’d probably just laugh at me. We were nothing to him anyway. The last two nights I barely slept because I kept staying awake, thinking about Harry all the time, and about Zayn. I quickly got out of bed when I realized I was already getting late. If I’d hurry, I’d be on time. I took a quick shower and washed my hair. I thought that the warm water would take away my thoughts on Harry, but no. 

Classes went slow. Every time I’d glance at the clock in the classroom, only 5 minutes had passed. The weather was horrible, it was cold and wet, actually the normal weather for England. I didn’t manage to pay that much attention to the teacher or his or hers comments about the subject. My eyelids were heavy and it took me a lot of energy to keep them open. Luckily I had every class with at least one of my friends, so I wouldn’t be that alone. Unfortunately for them I wasn’t a good company. Liam would try to talk to me, but and I did try to listen, but I just couldn’t. Even when Eleanor told me about her new born cousin, I couldn’t stop thinking about Harry. I guess I missed him, but I wasn’t even sure about that. Maybe it was just that he said those words. Maybe it was just that he didn’t want us to be more than ‘friends’, or maybe those words just hurt my feelings, maybe that was all. Maybe I didn’t even miss him. 

During lunch we were all sitting around a table in the canteen, just our normal table where we always sat. I sat next to Perrie and Josh, the other sat next to them while Emily and Luke sat next to each other, on the other side of the table. I was wondering if they were dating yet. I felt slightly guilty for not asking Em how her date was with him, but she didn’t tell me anything about it either, so did Luke. They looked cute. I was sure they were holding hands under the table. Luke kept smiling at her while she told him something, I just didn’t put the effort in it to try to listen. They were only sitting a few centimetres away from each other. I wished Harry and I could be like that. But we weren’t even anything to him, so why would I waste time on believing that we ever could be like that.

“Demi,” Perrie asked, pulling me out of my thoughts, causing me to look at her, “Would you like to hang out after school on Thursday with me and Dani? We want to go to the mall.” I was actually surprised by her invitation, but I agreed though. “Sure.” Maybe it’d be good to do something to keep my mind off Harry, even though it’d be three days away. 

Lunch was almost over and I still had to get some books out of my locker. Two more classes and then I could go home. I stood up and grabbed my empty water bottle from the table before throwing it into the trash bin. “I’ll be right back.” I informed my friends and they just nodded before turning to each other again to continue their conversation. 

I made my way out of the canteen towards a row of lockers down the hall, included mine. I twisted the code thing on my locker and opened it. I took my French and physics books out of my locker and took a quick look at myself in the mirror which was on the inside of my locker. That’s when I saw him standing not too far behind me. In a second I turned around, his green eyes locking with mine. I could see the small amount of pain and regret in his eyes, but I choose to ignore it. He just stood there, watching every move I made. 

I bit my lip and asked myself why I was even looking at him. Emily’s truthful words replayed in my mind, telling me that if a boy says something like what Harry said, he isn’t worth your time. I turned back around and closed my locker before making my way back to the canteen where my friends were. But when I turned around, the tattooed boy stood only a few inches away from me. He basically stood in front of me, blocking my way.