The Unlucky Pick // Sequel to TLP

Chapter 13

Megan Watson's POV

Despite how calm I had been at first, as soon as Sam left me alone in one of her spare bedrooms, I broke down in tears.

I locked the door and just sobbed, not reacting at all when she'd knock on the door and apologise and ask if I would let her in.

Even though it was her own house.

When I woke up the next day, I was curled up in a ball on the bed. I rubbed at my sore eyes and remembered what had happened the previous day, a soft whimper leaving my mouth at the memory.

My phone buzzed from beside me, and I picked it up, looking at the screen.

I was surprised to see a huge amount of notifications. A lot of them were missed calls and texts from Niall, but there was also texts from mum, Delilah and Lottie.

I didn't bother reading any of the texts or calling anyone back, not wanting to talk about it. I did see a twitter notification, though, and read it.

@Harry_Styles: Leave that, ain't nobody got time fo dat.

Even though I was in such a bad mood, for some reason, that cheered me up.

@MeganAnneWatson: @Harry_Styles what the hell

I sent the tweet, knowing Niall would probably see it and know I was ignoring him. I didn't really care, though. I didn't want to talk to him.

I put down my phone, but just then, my screen lit up with yet another text.

From: Harry

Leave that, ain't nobody got time fo dat.

I rolled my eyes, even though I obviously knew he couldn't see me.

To: Harry

What's that even supposed to mean?

Not long after I sent the text, I received a reply.

From: Harry

Leave that.... ain't nobody for time fo dat.

Pretty sure even he didn't understand what he was talking about, I replied.

To: Harry

I'm blocking you.

It took a little longer for him to reply, but he did.

From: Harry

Love you too! :)

I laughed softly and turned off my phone, deciding to try and go back to sleep. I was really tired, even though I had just woken up.

I woke up soon after I had fallen asleep, only to check the time and discover I had only slept for twenty more minutes.

With a groan, I sat up, looking at the screen of my phone again to see another missed call from Niall. I ignored it and left my phone on my bed.

I unlocked the door and peeked my head out, checking if Sam was there. She didn't seem to be awake yet. I quietly walked down the stairs, careful to make as little noise as possible.

I walked downstairs and opened the door to the kitchen, only to get a shock when I saw someone there.

For half a second I thought it was Sam, but thankfully, it wasn't. I didn't want to talk to her right now.

I didn't recognise the girl standing only metres away from me. She had long, wavy blonde hair that was dip-dyed pink at the ends. She saw me standing in the doorway and a small smile came upon her lips.