Cliché

Chapter 2

Harry's P.O.V

Today is the day. The day that I become all that I ever dreamed of becoming in college. I've always been fascinated with the Greek life that fraternities offered to all that were interested in joining. And today was the day that it would become official. I understand that usually that means a whole lot of parties and drunken sex but frankly, I was just excited to be a part of something. I could finally start over, and rid myself of the reputation I built for myself in high school. I am just excited to finally get the chance to be who I want to be, and do what I want to do. Life is finally looking up.

"Hey mate! We have to go to the store to get cups for the party tonight. get up!" hollered my roommate Niall in the hallway. I sighed and rolled over, starting at the ceiling barely visible in my dark room. For the past few weeks Niall and I have been the Beta house lapdogs. Running back and forth and bending backwards to ensure that we got into the fraternity. I don't even know if it's worth it anymore. But, tonight was the toga party; The last hoop that we had to jump through to finally be recognized as a Beta. I've heard from different sources that this was the easiest task of them all, but I still wasn't taking any chances, these men were difficult and manipulative people.

"Fucking Styles! If you don't hurry up I'm leaving without you and you will be screwed!" screamed Niall. Best friend or not, this guy was extremely annoying and cared way to much about these stupid numb nuts and their ridiculous tasks. "Shut up Horan!" I fired back and got out of bed. I groaned and ran my hand through my slightly greasy hair. I wanted to crawl back into bed and sleep for a few more hours but I knew I had to get up eventually or Niall wouldn't shut up and keep bugging me. I grabbed a black shirt off of the floor and brought it up to my nose, inhaling the scent. It smelt like cologne and had a slight sense of alcohol but right now, this was probably the cleanest I could get. My mum would be livid if she knew how I was living. I miss her, I should probably call her eventually. I got out of bed and slipped on my beaten up boots and grabbed my blazer. As much as I didn't want to admit it, I was nervous as hell.

I walked out to find a frantic Niall, this was rare. Extremely rare. "you alright?" I questioned.

"Alright?! Am I alright?! Harry the party is in a few hours! What if we don't make the cut and all of this bullshit is pointless?!" He screamed in my face. I laughed and patted him on the back, slinging my arm around his shoulder. "Niall, it will be fine. Have faith" I said and shook my head. I'm not even sure if I had faith in everything working out because it has been a whole lot of nothing for something that didn't even seem to matter anymore but I couldn't let Niall see my self doubt or he would completely lose it. "Now lets go get the stuff, we should hurry because Lewis said we have to be there an hour or so early"

Niall's eyes narrowed and he spat out "Lou-is" And began mumbling something about us being hopeless. I snickered and grabbed the car keys.

Lennon's P.O.V

I forgot the keys to my car so I had to walk back to the dorms in my skimpy clothes and torn up sneakers. Let's just say I'm never doing that again. The second I got to my room I nearly collapsed, yanking off my shoes I sunk into my bed and drew the covers over my shuttering body. I laid there for a few minutes then finally decided to get up. I peeled off my shirt and pants from my tired body and changed into a pair of sweatpants and a holey T-shirt that I stole from my brother before I came to college and  tied my hair into a messy bun. I trotted over to the bathroom and wiped off all of my already smeared makeup from my face. Gently splashing cold water onto my face to try and brighten my features. But no matter how hard I scrubbed, the sadness that embedded itself deep into my eyes stayed. Never faltering. The warm glow that I once possessed vanished with it, and the blush to my cheeks faded into a dim pink that was unnoticeable against my pale, lifeless color.

I flopped down in my bed and pulled out the worn journal that I kept under my pillow. The leather binding had become rubbed raw and the pages yellowed and rough. Flipping through the pages I looked for an available space to scribble down the thoughts I so desperately wished to say aloud knowing damn well I never could. If anyone at the school found out that the Lennon Scott enjoyed literature and writing, I would be the laughing stock of the school. And god forbid if they found out my grades. My straight D group of friends would scoff at my straight A's. I picked up my pen and began to write.

September 15th

Hate.

It's a strong feeling isn't it?

Something that no matter how many times we recite, We will never fully understand. It's something we all try to avoid but yet, somehow it manages to snake back into our lives.

Hate.

What exactly is it?

Is it something we all feel? or something we fight to feel? We may never truly know.

But what I do know is whatever feelings are tied in it. I feel them towards you.

God do I...

I slammed my journal shut and rubbed my temples. Fighting back the tears threatening to escape my eyes. I couldn't continue because my heart would explode.

My phone's screen lit up and began to vibrate. Picking it up, I saw Louis's name on the screen. My stomached flipped and I slid my finger across the screen. "Hello?" I answered, my voice cracking slightly.

"Were you crying?" scoffed Louis playfully. If only he knew.

"Ha! Nah. I'm just a bit hung over" I lied.

"Oh, sorry love. I was just calling to see if you're coming tonight." He stated, but there was a hint of something else in his voice.

"Oh, uhm, yeah! When is it again?" I giggled playfully, But in reality I felt like bursting into uncontrollable sobs.

"Eleven I think, But you should swing by earlier so we could hang out" He said softly. In the background I could hear hollering and banging.

"Sure thing babe" I said flirtatiously. "What's going on?" I giggled.

"We're getting ready for the Toga thing tonight. It's going to be awesome!" He laughed. "Well, I should go, they need me. They don't know right from left. Come as soon as you can!" And with that, he hung up .I set my phone down and sighed. I really wasn't up for a party tonight. But I knew I had to go.

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