Going Nowhere -Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter Two

I soon pull up to Starbucks, because I am a total white girl.

I walk in and order what I want, but only to have forgotten my wallet.

"Damn." I curse under my breath. " Sorry, nevermind I forgot my mone-" I was in mid sentence when someone cut me off.

"I'll pay for her." A deep raspy voice said.

"Thank you, but- Oh my god." I say as I turn around, to see my once best friend standing right in front of me.

"Fan I suppose?" He forgot about me. That dick.

"Me a fan of you? Ha. In your dreams. I would rather burn up in a fire than to be one of your fans." I say making is smile drop. "Oh was that harsh? We it's quite harsh when your best ducking friend forgets who you fucking are!" I scream making people look at me.

His eyes widen at my outburst. "Sorry?" He says in a confused tone.

"Don't bother, Harry." I say walking out of the store.

"Hey! Wait!" I hear him tell as he runs after me.

"I've waited for you for 3 years." I yell still walking.

Soon I am twisted around, to where I am facing him.

"What is your name?" He asks. "You do look awfully familiar." He says look at my face carefully.

"Grace. Grace Bennett? Does Gray ring a bell?" Glaring at him, I realize his facial expression change. "Thought so." Turning around I quickly walk over to my car.

"Grace from Holmes Chapel?" He says following me.

"No freaking duh. That should explain my BRITISH ACCENT." I yell making him flinch.

"I'm so sorry." He says letting his head fall.

"You should be. I spent so much time waiting for you to call me, but you forgot about me, and it's my time to forget about you." Slamming my car door I speed off towards campus.

--Harry--

I stand there letting everything sink in. How could I have forgotten about her? She was my best friend. The person I went to when I needed to cry, the person I let borrow my homework when she forgot to do it. The person, I always loved.

"Shit." I cursed getting in my car and driving towards the hotel. I clumsily pulled out my phone dialing the only number I know by heart. My mum.

"Harry, dear!" She chimed through the phone.

"Mum. I screwed up!" I said keeping my eyes on the road.

"What do you mean?" She said with a sound of confusion in her voice.

"Do you remember, Grace Bennett?" I said and there was a long pause me guessing that was a yes. "Well I ran into her today, and I thought she was just a fan, but she flipped out on me, and I was so confused so I followed her out and asked her name, and she told me it, and mom I lost my best friend! I don't know what to do!" Taking a deep breathe I continue. "She was the closes thing to me. Besides you and Gemma." Pulling into the hotel parking lot, I quickly park and sit there waiting for her reply.

"Harry. I would find her. You need to do all you can to apologize. You broke her heart. How can you forget your own best friend?"

"I don't know mum. She has all the right to be mad at me. I would hate me if I was her." Running my hand through my hair I quickly get out of my car.

"Find her, Harry. You were her best friend. I think she will forgive you." Sighing I nod knowing she can't see me.

"Thanks mum. I'll talk to you later."

"Love you, Harry. Bye." I quickly hang up the phone and run into the hotel room. I have to find her.