The Boy Next Door

♡ Chapter 27 ♡

It was Saturday and I was sitting in Nandos waiting for Mark. I tried to make my outfit the least bit slutty as I could. I was really getting tired of being called a whore, but I couldn’t blame people because I really was acting like one.

I looked at the door and saw Mark walk in. He was looking sexy as always. I don’t know why but I felt a weird pain in my heart as he started walking over. It felt wrong. That should be Harry waking towards me. Then again, Harry would have gotten here early and I would be the one walking towards him.

“Hello beautiful” Mark said sitting down.

“Hey” I said putting on a fake smile

“Gosh, im starving, lets eat” he said winking

I don’t know why but that really turned me off. I usually liked winking, but now every time a guy winks at me I think of Harry.

Ugh, Mark was talking about himself. A LOT. All about how he was model potential and that after he saves up enough money he’s moving to LA to become a professional model. He hasn’t asked me one question about why I’ve transferred or what I want to be. Every time I try to open up again, he ends up talking about himself. God, hes such a bore!

We finally finished around 3 and he walked me to my dorm.

“So, I hear your going to the party at Alan’s tonight.” He said smirking

“Yeah” I reply

“Maybe we can, do some things tonight then” he said leaning down and kissing my neck. I quickly pushed him off.

“What’s wrong?” he asked confused

“I-I” I didn’t really have a response, I don’t even know why I pushed him off.

“I thought you fucked a lot of guys.” He said looking away.

UGH, he only wanted me for sex. Typical.

“Yeah, well I gotta go.” I said opening the door

“Whatever” he mumbled

I ran to my room and packed my suitcase. I texted Eleanor telling her that I would be at hers at 7pm. So I would be late. She told me she would put a spare key under the mat so I could get in and change. I then ran to the bus stop and got the first bus to Holmes Chapel.

I knew where I had to be. It wasn’t here. It was home. And home was where Harry was.

I loved everything about Harry. His smile, his vibe, his style, I love the way he acts when its just us, I love his dimples, he’s so beautiful, he’s so caring, he’s so perfect. And I love him. For him.

Every part of him.

Harry’s POV

Prom. Ugh, I so don’t want to go. Mom’s making me go with Krista, but that bitch fucked up my relationship. I didn’t want to go with her. The other guys and girls were here too and we were waiting for Krista because the limo was already here.

“What the fuck takes this bitch so long to get ready?” I hear Eleanor say to Louis. He laughs then whispers something in her ear making her smile at him.

I wish Coco was here, she should be the one who I take to prom. Not, the bitch upstairs.

“IM READY” Krista yells as she “decends” down the stairs.

“Harry, how pretty do I look?” she asked smiling and twirling around.

About as pretty as a pig, but I think pigs would be insulted.

“Fine” I reply. She gives me a disappointed look.

“Pictures!” my mom says.

“No” I say walking outside

“Harry, you have to, your my prom date.” Krista says grabbing my arm.

“I’m not taking a picture, take it or leave it.” I say walking outside.

After 10 minutes the picture taking is done and we head off to the prom.

The words “I miss you…” are running through my head. I missed Coco so bad. I needed her. Especially tonight.