Misconceptions 》Styles

{10} liar

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Then

     I lie on my bed, shaking from anger and the low temperature of my room. Tears stream down my face and I’m too upset to care that I tracked mud through the house and left school early.

     “What in bloody hell is all this dirt…oh goodness.” I sit up after hearing my mum’s voice, knowing she will soon follow the trail of mud to my room. I rise from the bed and walk to the mirror, hating the sight before me. I looked even worse than usual. My eyes were red from all the crying I had done, and mud covered nearly every spot on my body. I had a split lip from when I was chucked into the dirt besides Snuggles, no doubt.

     Snuggles.

     I sniffle and pull him from my bed, pressing him against my face. He still smelled like Harry. I hated him for what he did to me; I didn’t understand why he had done it. I thought we were best mates, inseparable. Who know all it took to end a friendship were a stuffed bunny and three gits?

     “Skylar!” My mum roars from the doorframe of my bedroom, looking angry at first. When I turn on heel to look at her, the anger falls from her face and she frowns, her eyes growing sad and understanding. She quickly enters the room and embraces me, kissing my forehead. “Love, what on earth happened?” My shoulders begin to shake as the event replays in my head, tears I am unable to stop spilling past my cheeks escaping my eyes. Stupid dirt colored eyes that Harry said he loved. Stupid Harry for pretending to be my friend. Stupid, stupid Harry Styles.

     “I’m sorry I left school mum, I couldn’t take it. I didn’t want to see him. Would you ring them and explain?”

     “Of course Skylar.” She pulls away and sighs, frowning and bringing me towards my bed. We sit and she holds on to my hand tightly. “What happened? Why do you have Snuggles and why are you all covered in dirt?”

     “Harry happened, mum. He tricked me. For six years. He pretended to like me and be my mate, it was a lie mum. Mean boys took Snuggles and I tried to get him back for Harry. But Harry came and the boys were there, he got so mean and he threw Snuggles in the mud. Then the boys made fun of me and he didn’t do anything about it.” I breathe deeply and wipe at my face, a small trail of pale skin being made on my face where tears fell. “They pushed me into the mud and then they all left. I walked home. I hate Harry mum, I hate him so much.”

     “Oh sweetie, I am so sorry.” She says softly, pulling me into her chest as my cries became louder.

     “Please don’t make me go back.”

Now

I stare at Harry with wide eyes and parted lips, my mind frantic and desperate to come up with an explanation for what Harry was seeing.

     You should have locked the door. Get a brain for fucks sake, Skylar. Or maybe if you weren’t so weak and you didn’t break you wouldn’t even have had to throw up. Idiot.

     “Skylar…what did you do?” Harry says slowly, his mouth wide and features spilling out horror. His dark brows were knitted together, concern that was most probably false laced into voice, and green orbs full of fear, desperation, and also fake concern. He moves towards me and I shut the seat of the loo, rising and wiping at my mouth. Whilst he looks at my face I push the fallen toothbrush that served as an aid to purging aside with the tip of my toe, out of sight.