Cuts

Ch 35. Not Happening

(just a warning that the chap is full crap and can be judged -.- )


Chapter 35 - Not Happening

Stephie's POV

"Stephie?" Luke says as I still stay jaw dropped, "What are you doing here?"

"Luke." I say again.

"Are you going to say anything after that?" I hear him chuckle and watch as he moves closer to me.

"Luke."

"Shut up!" He says and pulls me into a tight hug. I hug him back.

"Luke! Luke! Luke! Luke!" I repeat and jump with excitement as he pulls me into air and spins me around.

"I've missed you Stephie." He says as my arms round up around his neck.

"I've missed you more," I admit to my best friend.

"Nah, you fucking dare to say that. You don't even call." He grumbles to me.

I don't reply. I know I haven't called him lately but he too doesn't even.

"You don't too?" I say.

Now, he doesn't reply.

Great.

"I just saw a tattoo creeping up your neck." I say and try to distract from, into his neck, still holding him close.

"Yeah, I have some." He shrugs and pulls apart.

I nod. I really don't know how to react to this. It just feels so fucking amazing to see him.

"Your boobs have grown bigger."

I gasp.

What did he just say?

"What?"

"You heard it." He smirked and poked me in the arm with his elbow.

"Dick." I roll my eyes. I should've known he was gonna say things like these. He has been like this forever.

"That's bigger too." Oh god.

"Luke!"

"Won't say sorry." Asshole!

"You wouldn't. Would you?" He shakes his head.

"You're still cheeky as fuck." I snicker.

"Cheekier." He smirks.

"Lets go from here." He says, pulling me by the arm.

"Where?" I raise my eye brows. It's like one in the night. Where the heck are we going to go?

"My house. C'mon we got a lot of things to catch up on!"

"No. Not now, I can't. Its too late-"

"Shut the fuck up. You're coming."

"Luke, in the morning. I swear to god. We can sit here and talk for sometime till the time being?" I suggest.

"Stop being a bitch." He rolls his eyes.

"I'm not. Its just too late.." I shrug.

"Fine. Sit down then," Giving a pathetic smile he dropped down on his bum and rested his back on the wall behind. I followed.

"A year right?" He asks, tilting his head to my side.

"More than that." I smile and hit him in the arm with my hand, playfully.

"What are you going here today?"

"I got thrown out of school."

"Woah- what!?" He gapes.

"I just got suspended. Chill." I laugh.

"Wait a sec. You- Stephanie fucking Collins got suspended? What happened to your good girl reputation?" It all went downhill.

"Its not the same there." I try to hear my fear of the city that I live in now, "Its.. yeah, just different."

"Why did you get suspended?"

"Eh." Should I tell him about Harry? He's no threat anyway. "How do I explain," I mutter under my breath. "Well there was this guy that fought with this other guy and I somehow came into the middle of it and then boom!" I make the explosion with my hands as he bursts into laughter.

"What is there to laugh about?" I groan, pushing him further as he fell on his back.

"No, but that means that you messed up with a guy!" He says, pointing at me like the fucking crazy idiot he is.

"I did not." I really didn't. "They just were already like that."

"Wait the fuck there." He got back up and stared at me like I had three eyes. "You've got a boyfriend?"

"No! I don't."

"What the hell are you even saying?! You're just going around messing with people?" Luke explains his point.

"No! No! No!" If I knew myself what Harry and I were I would've explained.

...

"Okay so you're saying that you like this Harry kid and he likes you and he has confessed his feelings earlier this week but you haven't." He compiles everything I told him.

"Harry's not a kid you ass. And yeah, that's all I got." I shrug to sound casual but in reality that's everything I want.

"So you're heading back on Sunday?"

"Yeah." I nod.

"Guess we got a lot of things to catch up now and lets go. I'll leave you home." He got up and offered a hand to me which I happily was going to accept but he backtracked at the last moment making me fall hard on my bum.

"Motherfucker!"

"Language Stephie." He giggled and I got up, groaning and we headed to my house.

..

I crawled inside the sheets and grabbed my phone and opened it, finding three missed calls. Unlocking them I saw that they were from Harry. My friends are hardly there to give a shit about me.

Before caling him back I saw that there was a unread message also.

From: Harry
Sent at: 12.57am
For fucks sake pick up the phone at least

I wasn't even there..

I brush my finger against his name and call him. He doesn't even reply to my messages and now he's complaining about me. Not fair.

"Hello?" I say when he picks up.

"What the hell do you even do so late?" His voice brings so much happiness even though of the fact that he's mad at me.

"I was out . I'm sorry but I called you back when I saw that you called and-"

"Its okay. Cut it down. How have you been?" The concern in his voice makes me want to jump off a freaking cliff.

"Good. Its amazing here. You tell? Whats up?" I cheer.

"Nothing just shit. I have really nothing to do."

"Harry have you opened facebook anytime lately?" I ask, putting all my courage together.

"No why?" He asks,

"There are just some pictures that you know eh," How do I compose this? "Just open it and see yourself."

"What is there in the pictures?" Why doesn't he understand that I can't- I don't know how to tell!

"There is um us," I bite down on my lip, "being intimate."

And there I said it.

"Us being what?"

"Harry, I said its just a little hard to explain, you open facebook and see please." I knew this was going to be awkward. But this isn't as much as I expected it to be.

"Alright hold on." He says and I hear the phone hitting something as I hear shuffling in the background.

I pick on my nails while I wait for him to reply into the speaker.

"Where are the pictures?" He finally speaks.

"Click your profile, you'll find 'em there."

Harry's POV

Anxiety takes the best of me as I click my profile and wait while the page loads. And when it opens I really see a thing I'd never imagine.

I click on the pictures and move from one to another as my blood boils beneath.

Who the fuck had fucking nerves to fucking do this!

"Harry?" I hear Steph speak through but I'm far more angry to talk to her. I'll end up cussing her out.

"I'll talk to you later."

"Har-"

I cut the line before something escapes my mouth and scroll through the pictures again.

What now my life is not fucking private anymore?

Angrily I remove the tags and report the ass' profile before scrolling through the pictures again.

We do look so into each other but that doesn't mean that I'm not bothered by all this. But that doesn't also change the fact that these pictures don't hot like hell.

Fuck, I really wouldn't mind fucking Steph in a heartbeat but then there's this thing that stops me to do the same. Its like I just really want her to make the move. Just taking a girl's virginity isn't what is this time. This is just something too different. Yeah, I can't believe actually told her that I like her.

I really am desperate to hear the words back from the lips that she claims to be innocent but I know that aren't they way they are possessed.

She is going to say them back, isn't she? She is.

Like I guess in all those crazy chick flicks, the girl ignores the guy completely if she deson't like him or she's just fucking blushing so much that she looks like a damn tomato.

..

I pull on a jacket over my simple clothing and make my way towards my car.

I just hope this day goes better than the others, I would like this to go better than the one that were just spent at home, either in the gym or sifting around the TV channels.

I move my finger along the person's name on the screen, without looking at it and my eyes stay fixed at the road.

"Harry?" Jennifer. Why the hell is she caling?

"What?" I bark.

"Your're coming here or-"

"Yea, I'm on my way." I say and hang up.

If the girl still got the guts to talk to me after she cheated on me then she should know better.

..

"Harry!" Jennifer's voice makes me wanna roll my eyes as I make my way to the group.

"Hey." I say, shrugging.

"So.. how have you been?" Stacey smirks and takes a shot of her drink, directing the question at me.

"Good. I guess."

"That's called being horny dude." Louis interrupted from behind, passing me a shot and taking a place beside me.

"What?" If they're talking about the pictures I swear someone will definitely get a punch right now.

"You don't know about the pic-" Zayn enters the scene and has his hands wrapped around the waist of a girl that I don't know.

"I know." I growl at him and snatch the vodka bottle from Louis.

"Aren't you embarrassed that you got pictured with that slut?" Louis dares to ask.

"No." I simply say.

Is this why they fucking invited me here for?

"Oh Harry, Harry you-" Stacey drunkenly says.

"Can I have your attention please?" The voice in the speaker makes me turn around to see who it is. "Okay, thank you." The middle aged man greets his people with a gentle smile. I turn around and focus on my drink.

"Hey," I turn my head towards my side to see Jennifer sitting beside me again.

What the fuck is that she wants!

"What do you want?" I ask, my voice showing nothing but annoyance.

"I just.. I just wanted to say sorry." She shrugs and takes my hand that is idly kept on the table.

"About what?" My eyes still focused on how she was picking on my fingers. It's just an old habit, she used to do it earlier too.

"I really want to start all over again and you-" I snatch my hand away from her.

"Fuck no." I scowl and get up from my seat, making my way to the seats along the bar.

Stephie's POV

"Stephie, get up please!"

"What?!" I tell at Jessica who is beaming with her teeth as bright as tube light.

"Look at your hair!" My hair?

"What'd you do to my hair?" I panic.

I feel them. Okay they're the same length still. Thank god.

"Here." She passes me the mirror and I look at it.

Red streaks.

"What the fuck." I literally drop my jaw and they all chuckle, "Why would you do that?"

"You don't like it?" They all ask in unison.

"No." They're actually pretty hot but they don't suit me. "How does it.. look?" I ask and get up, walking up to the floor length mirror.

"Good. Really." Lilly happily claps her hands and the other two girls nod.

"And why did you do this?"

"It's a surprise." Ally winks at me and I shake my head, "Look at this,"

She says and holds up a red and black one piece. And that too a very sexy one.

"Who's this for?" I narrow my eyes at her. I'm not wearing that any cost. "You." She chuckles and lay the dress beside the bed.

Harry's POV

My system is entirely full with alcohol as it drags me to the dance floor as my body moves to the loud music playing and I'm hardly aware of whatever shit I'm doing.

"Harry."

"Go away Jennifer." She's being really fucking irritating.

"I'm not going anywhere!" She yells and some heads turn in our direction.

"Shut the fuck up!" I grab her arm and lead her out of the bar and to the place where we could talk in peace. Let's just fucking finish it.

"What the fuck do you want?" I ask and wave my hands in the air.

My mind is really unstable and my vision is kind of double. Okay it is full double.

I try to focus on my vision as a pair of lips are on my mine and round my body and wrapping mine around the other body.

What the fuck is this happening?

I try to wriggle out of the grip as some light is there on my face. More importantly a flash. Fuck, some one is taking pictures again.

I push Jennifer ahead of me and try to grab the shirt of the person who took the pictures but no fucking luck as the asshole slips away.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

These photos are going to lead to Facebook.

Shit.

"What the fuck do you think you were doing?!" I yell at her.

I really want to slap her across the face so fucking hard but fuck I have my own limits.

"Who was he?" I ask her.

She just simply shrugs and waves her hands, it's still very blur and wavy to me.

Cursing under my breath I make my way inside go the club again grab on Niall this time.

"Where have you been all night?" I ask him.

"Uh," he turns and looks at the blonde beside her and then back at me, "do you want something?"

"No fuck, leave it." I groan and walk by myself out.

"Hey Sean do you mind giving a ride?"

"Eh, okay." I can't even make out the look on his face but it's definitely surprising by his voice.

Stephie's POV

"I can't wear this. Oh god I look hideous, no way!" This dress is pretty fucking hot, yes it is. But it reaches my mid thighs and my cuts are not for away to be exposed from these.

"Shut up! It looks perfectly fine. You look really good." Lilly says but I just wave her off.

"I can't just wear this guys. What is the surprise? Why can't you just tell me?"

"What is a surprise Stephie?" Luke's voice startles me and I slightly jump on my stilettos.

"Luke-"

"Woah! Bloody hell you look fucking sexy," His eyes travel up and down my body and I can't help but try to pull my dress lower, "that red thing in your hair. I love it!"

"Stop being sarcastic." I roll my eyes.

"I'm not really, that thing really suits you."

My phone rings and The Fray song that is my ringtone fills the room. I look at the screen. It's Harry.

"It's Harry. I uh-" I start to say but Luke interrupts me. Like always.

Bad habits die hard.

"No it's okay. We'll be here after some time till then you take care." He exaggerates on the last word. Asshole.

"Let's go," Jessica says and they all leave me, chuckling.

I hate everyone!

Anyways smiling, I receive the call.

"Hello?" Harry speaks on the line.

"Harry?" I ask and come to stand in front of the mirror, checking myself.

"Yeah, it's me."

"What's up?" I casually ask.

"Thinking about you." I feel the heat radiating in my cheeks as he says it.

"Aha, really?"

"Yeah. You?"

"I'm getting ready for a surprise. They dressed me and all." I say, picking on red and black nail art.

"What are you wearing?" He asks,

"Clothes?" I giggle.

"Send a picture," he asks.

"No,"

"Please?"

"What'll you do with it?"

"I won't talk to you." His tone is grumpy and super cute.

"Okay but don't make fun of me."

"Won't."

I cut the line and indulge myself in a good ten minute photo shoot of myself before I finally find a picture good enough to be sent to him.

"That's so fucking hot,"

A smile makes my face glow. I hardly get compliments ever but when I do they mean really fucking a lot to me.

"Really?"

"I'm still staring at it and the alcohol makes it harder because the vision blurs again and again,"

"Alcohol?"

"Shit." He mutters.

"Why were you drinking?" I ask and the curiosity takes the best in me.

Images of Harry with some other girl and his hands all over her. That's what happened with me.

"No Niall just called me to a bar but I came home early because-" Came home early?

"Stephie!!" Luke breaks my door and storms in, dressed up in new clothes.

"We're going come on everyone's here," he takes my arm and pulls me with him.

"Just a sec," I say to him and come back to Harry.

"I'll talk to you later and I'm coming home Sunday anyways so it won't be long."

"Who's there along?"

"Bye!" Luke says for me and tosses the phone on the bed.

"Luke I was talking to him!" I scold him.

"I don't care, you've got people waiting now come on, let's go baby!" He cheers and I laugh at his enthusiasm.

"Lukey Pukey!" I tease.

"Fuck off." He rolls his eyes playfully.

"Wait there!" He calls out, holding out a cloth.

"I'm gonna blind you and then the surprise." He laughs and covers my eyes with the cloth.

"Really Luke?" I roll my eyes under it and he guides me downstairs.

Harry's POV

"Luke I was talking to him!" Stephie says to the boy who's name is Luke or whatever the fuck I just heard.

"Let's go baby!" The male voice says and I internally curse him. Who the fuck is he to call Steph baby?

"I'm gonna blind you and then the surprise." Oh no just fucking tie her to the bed and fuck her!

I swear I will break the arms of this guy if he even lays hands on her.

"Really Luke?" The humor in her voice is enough to send me over the edge. Who the hell is this guy?

Nothing is heard after that so I cut the phone and throw it on the bed and then climb on myself.

..

I wake up this time pretty early and it's just eight in the morning. And it's just hell good that Stephie will be back today.

Is it wrong for me to be.. excited that she is coming back?

Whatever it might be, it's better than the whole week has been. Yet it's going to be normal after tomorrow. We're finally going back and I just fucking hope that I don't mess up this time.

I walk down to get breakfast to start on with the boring day again.

..

I pull my straps out from my hands and choose to take a shower after the workout I just did.

I really have nothing to do.

After taking a shower it's 5 in the evening and I'm just sifting in my room sifting across when my phone buzzes and I lazily drag myself to it to see who's calling.

Fucking customer care.

I grab my phone laying on the bed and my eyes go wide seeing 56 missed calls. And all from Stephie. No one else.

What the heck happened?

I call her but the ring goes straight to voice mail.

Okay, I seriously need to know what happened.

I call again but the same happens.

Fuck what could've happened!

Or maybe I'm just getting paranoid and she might've called by mistake.

Or maybe not.

God!

I check for the messages but there are none.

I call thrice again but same.

I grab my laptop and check mt timeline but there's nothing new. No new pictures have been added that will make her call me. Then what is it?

Stephie's POV

This bad dream- nightmare has really gotten into me and I can't help but over think about it. What if another night like Harry had like me, he had with some other girl or he just got someone else to chase around? There are a lot of pretty girls out there and I'm really just nothing in comparison.

I'm really proud of myself that I haven't pulled the blade across my skin again but the bad thoughts are seeping in again and I feel like drowning again.

I called him a hundred times last night but he didn't even pick up once.

Was my life really meant to be this amount of sad?

Florida wasn't bad rather good and the surprise party that Luke threw inviting all the old friends was pretty fantastic and I totally love that dumbass for doing that for me. But now I am back from Florida, just sitting alone in my apartment as I scroll through tumblr on my phone again.

My phone has been on airplane mode since the whole day and I really don't plan on turning on the network again. We'll see what shit happens tomorrow in school.



(i'll be updating again tomorrow since my wifi has been sucking for long and thats why i havent updated in long and the chapters too suck lately and sorry for the long wait. SO this is a little preveiw from the upcoming chapter-

My eyes flutter close again and my head moves along as Harry's body moves infront of me. His hands reaching upto to my thighs, spreading them open and then pulling them down. His lips break away from mine and linger down to my neck, placing wet kisses. His hands resting on the bed, on eiither sides of my bare stoamch. He stops when he reaches to my breasts, eyes meeting mine once then going back to showering my body with gentle little assaults. He stops once when I feel his hot breath on my lower stomach, way lower than my belly button.



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