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Ch 36. Judgemental

Chapter 36 - Judgemental


Songs for this chapter are :

Something Great - One Direction

Enchanted - Taylor Swift

Stephie's POV

I sling my purse over my shoulder and put on my boots before making my way out of the house.

Locking the door, I finally walk towards the exit and spot Harry standing there.

The thoughts over take again and my breathing stops watching him make his way towards me. A happy smile covering his face as he pulls me in a hug.

"Hey," Harry smiles through his voice and buries his head in my neck, his nose tickling me.

I rub his back lightly with one of my hands. I can't process what else to do. I'm too consumed in my thoughts. The nightmare still hasn't gotten over me.

"Steph?" He asks, pulling apart and lightly shaking my shoulders.

"Hi." I weakly smile at him.

I should be jumping with happiness right now, but I can't.

"Are you.. alright?"

"Stephie," he asks again, "Hey!"

"Yeah," I move my head back and forth slightly, trying to shrug off the heavy feeling building up in my chest, "I'm okay."

I move my gaze from the floor to look at Harry's bright jade eyes. Our eyes lock and he wriggles his eyebrows. I just sigh.

"Is somethin-"

I don't let him finish I just stand on my tiptoes and cut him by pressing my lips to his. My hands find their way to his hair and his for a different case grab my hair too, tightly holding onto the roots.

My smile is hard to control through the kiss and so is his smirk.

He pulls apart seconds later and tears pile up again.

Why the hell am I such a mess with my emotions!

Harry pulls my chin up and connects our lips again, my eyes don't close this time. My lips are moving on its own with his and he puts his hands underneath my thighs and pulls me up to his hip, my legs greedily wrapping around his waist.

My eyes fluttering close when my back hits the car, eyes wet beneath.

When I'm steady enough, his fingers come to brush my cheek and I smile.

My hands grip harder on his hair when his tongue parts my lips, exploring my mouth. The gentle assault slowly bringing my senses alive again.

Seconds pass by quickly and I pull apart slowly, brushing my lips with his twice before eventually looking at him.

"Come on we're going to get late," he says, and I pull my legs down from him and adjust my sweater before running my fingers through my hair, fixing them.

"What's with making the first move?" he asks and I instantly feel the heat radiating in my cheeks. I really don't know what in me made me snap to kiss him but something just did.

"I.. uh." I fumble with words before saying, "You."

"Huh?" He crosses his arms over his chest and leans back on his car, me opposite him.

Should I really say to him that I like him back? Or will this be too quick?

Go ahead.
My conscience suggests and I mentally decide to go on with the option.

It's now or never.

"Harry?"

"Yeah?" He's looking at me in this highly mocking way and I can't help but want to swat his arm.

I close my eyes before speaking, my pulses already throbbing hard.

"I like you." The words coming out highly tired. I don't know why?

Nothing happens but when I open my eyes I find him staring at me like I've grown two heads.

But soon when I narrow my eyes at him, he pulls me in a hug. I feel highly protective around his grasp.

"Baby," he whispers in my ears and my hearts melts at his voice.

I get highly admirable of him when he calls me 'babe' and here, he's calling me 'baby'. I just feel like flying.

"I like you too." he says softly, kissing my neck and raising insane goosebumps.

"I'm very happy." My voice shows the contentment that's because of him. He just has this spell over me.

"I don't doubt that." he chuckles and lets go of me, digging his hands in his pockets and then angelically giving a smile.

"Let's head to school," he opens the door to my side before climbing himself.

"Yeah," I nod, biting my lip.

The car ride is silent but awkwardly comfortable. Harry's head occasionly moving along the tune playing.

And me silently glancing at him and then looking at the window, smiling to myself. Like the creep that I am.

I still can't believe he said that he likes me.

My heart starts to ache when we're minutes away from school. I don't know how this will go. I just hope it doesn't go like I dreamed like.

"Steph?" Harry's voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Hmm?" I turn my head and look at him, then noticing that we're at the main gate of the school. Harry parks the car and then jumps out. I follow.

"Let's go yeah?" He asks, I nod and we walk together to the hallway of the school.

Eyes following us as we move forward, making me concious.

"Don't worry about them. They just like to talk shit." Harry's tone is full judgemental to the other students in the school.

I just feel like this is that scene of twilight in which Bella and Edward first walk together. But instead of people being shocked to see them together, here they are saying words that I know will come back to me later.

"Woah that girl even got chased by Harry!"

"Easy, he'll leave her soon."

"They just have slept together, Harry goes around every girl like that."

We aren't even together, stop it!

"I think they look cute."

A sigh escaping my lips hearing the last one. Atleast there is someone who thinks good.

"You know that I prefer you over these assholes, you do right?" I let out a light laugh at his statement, his hand creeping all the way to my waist, I stiffen. He bends down to my ear and whispers, "I like you, remember that." And then, walks away from me a little, "I'll see you later." I nod, smiling and make my way to the lockers, my heart blossoming. Ignoring the comments that are being passed by the 'assholes'. I open my locker, pushing my bag inside and taking the necessary books out, I head to Bio.

We were late today and that's a good thing that there weren't many people to notice my and Harry's little 'stunt'. But to start with, I know the thing won't take too long to spread.

'After all this is high school.'

I ask for permission to come inside and the teacher gives me a disapproving look before giving a nod. I nod back and make my seat beside Haley, like usual. Louis' hideous smirk doesn't take long to get to me. I probably know than better that he's going to brag about the thing.

The whispering starts in the class and I can hear the low comments again.

I hate this. I hate myself.

A hand squeezes mine lightly and I weakly smile at Haley. I have a very limited amount of friends but I absolutely love the ones that I have.

I shift my head towards the teacher and try to notice on the thing being taught.

"Okay so as you know the finals are near. It's only a month and half left. So you all better get preparing for that. I don't guess anyone wants to repeat this grade again." He goes on saying, "And the last assignment for this year is a ppt you'll have to make in groups of four. Like the way you're sitting and no arguments about that."

I turn around seeing that we're sitting on the second last seat and Louis and his partner behind us.

"What the fuck." I mutter under my breath and turn around.

"Next week. I want everyone's or you lose a big amount of marks." He gives the topics and then proceeds with the class.

..

"I'm not making my project with you! No fucking way." Louis snorts when the class ends.

"Oh don't worry bro, neither do I." I roll my eyes, turning to look at Haley.

"Bloody whore." He barks and I instantly feel weak.

I just want to punch him.

"Don't get yourself too hyped." I challenge him but Haley pulls me by the arm.

"Let's go Stephie," Louis is staring at me with growling eyes but I'm too damned to give a single shit about him.

Just because those pictures leaked, that doesn't make me a whore. I've been called that name for long now. I just shouldn't really bother people saying that.. but that does bother.

"Don't fight with him today, he's too infuriated. He just slapped some guy earlier."

"We left him. I'm neither planning bumping into him anytime soon." I groan and we make our way towards the lockers.

People still are passing on judgemental comment but I'm just trying my best to ignore them.

"They're all talking about you," she whispers.

"I know." I sigh, "They did in the morning too when I came with him."

"What do you mean by you came with him?"

"We just, uh rode together." I look down, biting my lip again. She smirks at me. I knew she would.

"How has it been about the pictures?" I dare to ask her.

"It just went pretty wild before but its alright now." Thankgod. "You didn't tell me nothing. I hate you for that!"

"Don't blame me for that. It all just happened too fast." I shake my head slightly, taking out my English books.

"You're really lucky." She smiles at me and my heart sinks.

I know Harry is too good for me. People don't need to remind me that. Even if it is farther away of what they're meaning.

"I know right?" I say to her, "But it's not the way you think it is,"

"Huh?" She shuts her locker and raises her eyebrows at me.

"It's too complicated to explain what we.. have. But we're not together." I sigh.

"You're fuck buddies?"

"No!" I shout louder than imposed, receiving curses from people.

Well, get habitual to that now.

"Okay," she chuckles,

"Where's Nicki?" Haley laughs at me again before taking her phone out.

"She and Liam." What?

I narrow my eyes at her suspiciously and she pulls her lips into a thin line to stop the smile. Then nodding.

Well, I got my answer.

"They're together? Aren't they?" I ask, frowning.

"Yeah." She replies. "You're not happy about them?"

"Guess so." She wriggles her brows at me but I just tell her it's nothing.

..

"Yeah, I just have to catch up on some notes and stuff. I'll be alright." I tell Haley and she walks to the cafeteria.

My stomach is empty but I'm not in a mood to eat anything. And to be honest I don't want to face the negative comments again by going there. They'll be a hundred times more. So here I am in the library all alone, holding a classic novel in my hand as I read through the pages without absorbing a single line.

My mind is wandering in thoughts of where Harry would be right now. And they just won't go away.

..

I rush to the washroom after maths. Tears streaming down my cheeks as I lock the door and slide down the door of the cell.

Fuck this. Absolutely fucking fuck this.

I can't take it anymore! What the heck is everyone's problem? Did I play around with their feelings that they're being so damn rude to me? Yes, I spent time with Harry. And why is that a thing to brag about for so fucking long?

Angrily, I empty my purse and pull out a cigarette from the bag, and light it up.

The tears are still streaming down my face and I don't think they're going to stop anytime soon.

I let the smoke leave my mouth and rest my head against my knees. I just want school to finish as soon as it can. I'm lucky enough that Stacey isn't here today and my day is a lot better.

But the thing is that it's just proceeding like the way I thought it would in the nightmare. The only thing missing is finding him with a girl, sucking faces.

The image only makes my heart ache.

I literally don't know what I'll do if I even find him kissing or father doing anything with any other chick.

I now feel how Liam would've felt when Nicki cheated on her with Harry. Bit the fact is that Harry hasn't cheated on me. Fuck it, we aren't even together!

We just and just like each other. Nothing fucking else. So the conclusion is that I shouldn't think about what will Harry do and to whom.

I really shouldn't.

The comments were there earlier also, just that they've grown. I'll keep myself in an illusion of that.

I sit in the toilet for another five minutes before stepping on my fag, putting it off and cleaning my face, fixing my make up and make my way outside.

...

It's the last class for today and I still haven't seen Nicki.

Frowning to myself, I make my way to PE. Just to do nothing. I'll just say that I've a broken leg or something.

I make my way towards the changing room, and there stand girls in shorts and tight sweatshirts. I gulp down the gut feeling. They're all so sexy and beautiful and I'm really nothing in comparison to a lot of them.

"Stephieee!" I smile hearing Nicki's voice and turn around. She pulls me in a warm hug.

"Where the hell have you been all day long?" I scold her but she just smiles at me. My eyes spotting the hickeys on her neck. Well, I can guess.

"So you and Liam are back together?" I weakly pass her a smile and her face lights up.

"All thanks to you!" She jumps up and down with joy and I laugh at her.

"Me?" I ask. What'd I do?"

"Nothing just ah, just get changed, we're playing badminton today and the boys are football as usual." She shrugs and pushes me inside.

"I don't want to play." I sigh.

"Shut up! You are playing."

I just shrug again and Nicki pushes me into the locker after I take the clothes to change into. I pull my hair into a pony tail and change the clothes.

"Fuck, it's cold." I say rubbing my palms together.

"It'll get better once we're outside and playing." She assures me and we walk out towards the ground.

My eyes finding Harry immediately. His foot hitting the football and him running after it. He's in a blue and white jersey and he definitely looks hot as hell.

"I'm sorry about the pictures." I turn to look at Nicki.

"Don't remind me that. And please don't be sorry." She shrugs at me.

They're a bunch of girls playing the sport already when I get my chance. I hesitantly take the racket from Alyssa. She passes me smile before walking away. And there stands Jennifer right in front of me. Her cheeks are red, probably from the cold and her shorts are way shorter than mine, which reach upto half of my thighs. And her loose tshirt barely makes it look.

She motions me to throw the cock to her. I confidently do it. This is the only sport that I actually know some stuff about.

She misses it and Haley laughs beside me. She takes the next shot and the game swiftly proceeds before I find Harry eyeing me.

He's standing right in the middle of the field, the football is quite far. His arms are crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face, like the usual.

"Stephie!" Jennifer shouts from the opposite side and then her eyes follow mine, immediately dropping after.

"Try to focus please." I embarrassingly nod and turn to look forward.

The game more specifically continues between the three of them, me occasionally taking the shots, my eyes stealing chances to look at Harry.

Our eyes meet once and the ball hits him right in the arm, making him stumble. I laugh out hard and Nicki gives me glare. I bite my lip to hide the smile then concentrate on the game.

My eyes shift again to him when he's taking the goal. His hands pumping in air, following all his teammates jump on him.

And that's when the shuttle hits my cheek, hard.

"Ow! You did that on purpose!" I shout at Jennifer but she just flips me the bird.

"If you don't want to play and mentally have eye sex with him, just go away!" I look down at her comment and that's when the coaches whistles. We pick all our stuff and make our way inside, before someone suddenly pulls my arm and covers my mouth.

"Gosh, Harry!" I choke out when my back hits the wall. His hands flying away from my face and arms.

"No hi?" I ignore him and glance around searching for people but the spot he's pulled me into is quite private. I can judge that he's pretty much experienced in this.

"Hey." I smile at him and he instantly crashes his lips on mine, roughly.

The kiss takes a edgier way, his hands resting above the wall beside my shoulders. Nothing touching my body except his lips.

"You distracted me ma'am," he shakes his head at me, pulling apart.

"You see this?" I point to the mark on my cheek because of the shuttle.

"We won but." He smirks.

"That's wrong. You were a bigger distraction that means. We lost." I huff.

"Not with me," he leans ahead and takes my lower lip between his teeth and I smile. My hands grabbing his jersey and pulling him into me.

"Mm, I like it when you do stuff like this," my cheeks instantly heating up.

Out lips reconnect and the churning feeling in my stomach hardens.

"Come on, let's go. I'll leave you home." He pulls apart seconds after.

"Yeah, I'll change and I'll meet you. No it's okay I'll ride with Ni or Haley-"

"And why so?"

"I uh, you know.. the people and all they will say things again. I don't want that. I've already got a lot of that today."

He frowns at me and pulls me in a comforting hug, his hands running up and down my back. "I told you not to listen to them."

"I couldn't help it." I whisper sadly. The comments echoing in my head.

"Harry, did I do something wrong?" I whisper to him again and my vision blurs. My eyes twitching at the corners.

"W-why do they all hate me?" My voice cracks and I probably sound like a helpless five year old.

"Shh, no you didn't. They aren't worth your years baby. Don't cry over them." The tears overflow from my eyes and cross my cheeks.

I just can't help it.

Harry backs away and holds onto my shoulder as I wipe the tears from my face.

"Look at me," he says and I hesitantly obey. Our eyes lock for a split second before my head falls down again, him pulling up my chin this time, forcing me to look at him.

"Those fuckers are just nothing but assholes who don't have a life so they just like to make fun of others."

"Why are you so nice to me?"

(I'll try to do the regular updates again and hopefully succeed in that haha, I know the thing that I posted in the previous will be in this chapter isn't but it'll definitely in the next one. I just thought this one would be more about the school. So Harry and Steph reconciled yayee I am so happy lol :D . VOTE PLEASE! Ily :)