Miranda's P.O.V.
Urg, exam week. It has got to be one of the most boring weeks ever. I don't mind it all that much really. It's not very stressful. Ever since I quit my job, I've had a little more time on my hands. So that gives me time to study. My classes aren't super hard to study for except for physics and accounting. There are so many numbers and calculations to do. Thank goodness for calculators!
I have four exams so I only have four days of school! Woo! Next semester is starting really soon. I honestly can't wait. I finally get to be in drama class with my other best friend, Natasha. We're gonna have so much fun for our last year!
Anyhow, my first exam is tomorrow. French exam. Shouldn't be too bad. I did really well this year so I think I'll pass with at least an eighty percent. Oh yeah, I'm fine. I guess I better go study. I had plans with Sam tonight so if I want to continue our plans, I need to study!
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Last exam? Done! Finally over! New semester next Monday!
I practically skipped home. I was so happy to be done. As soon as I got home, I decided to check Twitter. It's been a while. I was too caught up in exams. I scrolled down to find a tweet from a girl named Rachel. Harry was tagged in it.
@Rachyyy_Styles_xo ; The last couple of nights have been amazing! Hope you'll forget about what you said and keep hanging out with me! ;) @Harry_Styles
I was confused. Who was this girl? What was she talking about? I scrolled down again and my heart stopped. There, in front of me, was a picture of Harry making out with a girl on a pool table. Tears threatened my eyes but I held them back. This had to be a mistake. I looked at the comments and saw that they were all the same.
@Direction_Infection33 ; Aww congrats @Rachyyy_Styles_xo! I ship Harel!<3
@TrueTurtleLover ; Ahhhhh! Harel!<3 So adorable!
@Future_Mrs_Malik ; Harel 4ever! Woop woop!
I had enough of this. I really did. I threw my phone on my bed and punched my pillow. I never ever got this angry. I rarely got angry at all. I was just- I can't BELIEVE he did that! I know my best friend and it's not like him to go around kissing girls like her! I have to ask him.
I picked up my phone and texted him.
-Me: 1:35pm-
So, whats going on? When were you going to tell me? & since WHEN do you go around snogging random girls?
I threw my phone away again and sighed in frustration. Now, I just had to wait for a responce. What a great way to finish the first semester!
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Five days.
He hasn't texted me back. He hasn't even emailed me or posted a tweet saying that he got my message. Heck, he never even bothered to call me! On the phone or on Skype. I'm so upset right now, I don't know what to do. I thought we were best friends. I thought we told each other everything. I was clearly wrong. I don't even know if he's alive. I haven't checked the news lately so I have no idea what he's up to. It breaks my heart knowing that he won't talk to me.
Thankfully I have Sam. She's been there for me when he wasn't. She even texted Niall and asked what was going on but he just said that he wasn't allowed to talk about it. That didn't help me whatsoever. I cried every night for the past week. Sam even stayed over some nights to calm me down. My mum has been working but she comforts me when she can. I love them for that. Even Anne has no idea what Harry was doing. She follows the news but according to her, there isn't much One Direction news anymore. It seemed to die down since last Thursday. I was somewhat glad.
I burried my face in my hands and groaned for the millionth time today. Sam rubbed my back.
"M, it's- just forget about him for a while, yeah? I think it's a good idea."
I took a deep breath and nodded. I didn't want to forget about him but I think she's right. It would be good for me to push him away until we can figure things out.
Gosh I hope he didn't forget about me.
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Finally
FanfictionThey're best friends. He's in love with her, she only sees him as a friend. He dates another girl, she meets a new guy. They're both hurt. They both wish none of this had ever happened.