Torn (harry styles)

5- Twice In One Night

When I got home for some reason my mind was in a mess... I really do hate Harry... why is it confusing me this much that I liked being with him in history today? I wish I didn't but there is no point in denying it to myself that I enjoyed laughing with him and I'm not so uptight that I can't admit I had fun... but it doesn't mean I like him, what he did.. was wrong- all three things. I'm sure it's more than 3 but its these memories that come rushing back just from looking at him.
"I'll tell everyone what happened"

His words from the other day rang in my head, I really hope he never does.
Some might not find it that embarrassing, but I do.

*flashback*

After one of the most embarrassing things that's ever happened to me *the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me. I trudged away from the group.. I can't believe Harry did that to me! it was so mean, what have I ever done to him? NOTHING. So I just don't see why he had to embarrass me like that.

I felt my eyes prickle with tears, the sting grew harder to fight back and small tear rolled down my cheek but I quickly wiped it away. I'm not one to cry in public...ever. I've cried in front of Evie before but she's my best friend. Well I thought she was but she didn't seem to care much when I just got completely humiliated.

As if on cue, Evie tiptoed into the kitchen where I was standing alone, staring at the wall. I turned around to face her. Trying to make myself stop blushing from the embarrassment of the previous event but my cheeks were still burning red.

"you alright hun?" she questioned, putting her arm on me and leaning a little more weight on me than she needed to. I think she's a tad drunk.
"yeah.. well no. Can we please go?" I plead. I just want to get out of here and go home.
" um actually my mum is coming to pick us up in 10 minutes. so er just come back in here and she's be here in noooo time!" she chirped. As if. I would rather die than go back in there.
" I'm gonna go upstairs and find a bathroom or something to wait in." I shrugged. I would have thought the embarrassment would have eased a bit but I feel just as humiliated as I did when it first happened. My head aches with frustration and I just want to get away.
"I'll come with you babe I'll just get my stuff and say goodbye and I'll meet you up there in 5 yeah?" she slurred into my ear, her breath evident of alcohol.
I nodded and bolted upstairs as fast as I could. I know its probably no big deal but I feel so stupid.
I found the bathroom at the top of the stairs and walked in there, annoyingly there was no lock but I guess thats okay cause Evie's on her way.
As soon as the door was shut, I broke down. I hate crying in front of people so I keep it bottled up; only causing it to hit me harder when it does come. I just can't believe what's just happened. why me?
not only that, all the things people were saying about me was enough to make me cry anyway. calling me a party ruiner and making fun of my dull choice of clothes. I know I may not wear the nicest clothes but I thought you couldn't go wrong with leggings and a jumper? I just didn't want to draw attention to myself I didn't realise that anyone would comment. its not like I wear hideous clothing with ugly granny like patterns or weird fitting or anything. I stick to what's simple. I don't know why they have to judge me on things I didn't already judge myself on...
I sobbed harder into my hands and pressed my back against the door.
I breathed harshly in and out when suddenly the door was pushed forward and my body was jolted forwards. Assuming it was Evie, I took a step away from the door.
"woah, what the fuck?"
wait that's not Evie.
I attempted to shove the door shut again but it was too late. Harry was already in the room...
"Oh my god, you're crying because I wouldn't kiss you?" Harry chuckled, bringing his large hand up to his mouth to fight back his laughter.
"no! Get out!" I ordered. Wiping my face and attempting to push him. His muscular frame didn't even sway.
"No? Why are you crying then?" His smile dropped, out of..concern? ha, doubt it.
" It's none of your business just go" I begged, turning around to face away from him. Feeling myself going redder.
I'm thankful I don't wear makeup, if I did it would be all over my face by now.
" calm down a bit okay? " Harry hushed. "if you wanted to kiss me so bad then sorry, you can if you want?"
He raised his eyebrows at me flirtatiously and smirked.
Without thinking at all, I turned around to face him and leaned into him.
" I was joking Skye, what the fuck?!" He laughed, ouch.
I honestly have no clue what I was thinking. There was so much going on right now and since my last boyfriend Dexter shattered my heart a few weeks ago I just felt like I needed to be kissed. Sounds rediculas, I know. I wasn't thinking straight at all. I was feeling so weak and so fragile.. if I could buy a ticket and go back and live that moment again.. I would give all the money I have to go back and stop myself from doing that. I didn't think twice about it though, I just did it. I feel like slapping myself in the face. The who most embarrassing things I have ever done have both happened tonight.

"sorry, I don't know what I'm doing" I hesitated before following through with the lie. "I'm drunk."
why the fuck did I say that? After something like what just happened to me, had happened to you...what would you do?
"but you haven't had anything to fucking drink.." he frowned. shit. why did I say that? why am I so stupid? and how does he know what I have or haven't had to drink..
"how would you know?" I cussed. Rolling my eyes at him.
"well I haven't seen you drink anything." he smirked.
"well you haven't watched me all night." I spat, has he?
"how would you know?" he mocked. hmm...two can play at this game.
"well I haven't seen you looking." I mocked back.
"so you've been watching me all night then?" He sassed. He's a clever one.
"No!" I defended, feeling my cheeks heat up slightly. I can't think of a comeback.

To my surprise, I heard a playful chuckle emerge from his plump lips and his harsh eyes softened. Suddenly everything he had done to me began to fade... I almost felt like it never happened. He's got such a kind smile..

"Skye?" Evie's voice pierced through the air and Harry's eyes widened and he sprang backwards towards the door.
It opened and Evie stumbled in.
"oh!" she winked. looking between me and an angry looking harry. "what's going on in here? I can leave if you want."
Evie nudged Harry and nodded at me. nonono.
"what the f- Skye was just trying to make me stay in here with her I don't even want to be in here so don't go telling people I did." he barked, giving me a cold glare. oh.
I looked confusedly at him "what are you-" " if you try and say I was in here by choice I'll go downstairs and tell people what you said and did when I first got in here.." he threatened. if he did that I would most certainly die.
I said nothing, just stared at him in disbelief as he stormed out of the room and slammed leaving me and Evie in shock.

Just as I was starting to think he might actually be alright underneath. But now I know he is all bad. I officially hate him so much.
The pain and embarrassment stabbed into me again as I replayed the evening in my head. I hate him so so much.

"my mum's here" Evie announced.
"okay let's go" I swallowed back my tears; well at least until I get into bed tonight. That's when most of my emotions kick in...

*end of flashback*

Yeah, no matter what else happens. I will always hate Harry.
First impressions count right? And his was horrible.

The fact he's threatening to tell people that I tried to kiss him again and then lied and said I was drunk made my stomache churn...

I really do hate him.