hiiii how is everyone! i turned 17 years old yesterday, so that's why i didn't post the update sooner! but hope you're all well :) x
I groan as the pounding on my door becomes louder, my feet hit the cold floor, switching the light on and opening the door, revealing a rather fuming Harry.
"Where the fuck have you been?" I walk away from him, checking the time. 11.45pm. "Don't fucking walk away from me." His grip is tight on upper arm, his eyes focused on my face. Puffy, almost like he's been crying.
A small laugh falls from my mouth, of course he hasn't been crying. "Whats so funny?" He realises my arm.
"This, us." I sigh,
"What about us? There isn't any us Carly." He never fails to put me down. "Yes i was worried, can you imagine the shit id get in if anything happened to you." He laughs.
"I got a lift back." I lie, he walks over to me, towering over me as i sit on the edge of the bed.
"With who?" He snaps,
I shake my head. "Just a guy,"
"Just a fucking guy?" Is he really trying to act like he 'cares.' "Answer me." He shouts.
I hope these walls are some what sound proof. "Its none of your business, ok." I stand up, pushing him back away from me. "If you hadn't of left me in the diner alone then we'd be together, happy now." I shake my head. "You're not even confusing, you're so..so bipolar. How dare you turn this to be my fault, you don't care about me."
He keeps quiet, "I don't know what you want, but i sure know its not the same thing i want."
"What do you want?" He steps closer, his features have softened, his voice is calm.
Lie, you have to stay away from him. "Nothing, i want nothing Harry." I sigh, "I really think you should go."
"Let me stay." He begs, i shake my head.
"I don't think you should." I walk over to the door. "I think we should stay away from eachother Harry," He shakes his head, sighing.
His figure brushes past me, "Remember, you're the one who decided this." He reminds me, tomorrow this will all be forgotten. I know it will, I watch as Harry walks out my room. I slowly bring my door shut, switching the lights on and jumping back into my lonely bed.
I bring the covers back up over my cool body, brining my phone just above my face. 1 new message.
I unlock my phone, starring at Harrys name. Open it then, jesus its not such a hard decision.
I click open, *Come to my room.*
*No Harry.* I should have said yes, I know I should have.
*Babe, stop being awkward. Open your door.* I put my phone down, looking over to my door. I don't see a figure through the glass.
*Go back to bed, goodnight.* I wait for him to reply aswell as staring over at the door. What would he do, would we talk? Talk about what happened tonight, I know he wont like that ive lied to him. Or if we'll just cuddle, and kiss. Id rather it be the second option, I don't want to talk.
There is a soft knock at the door, followed by the vibration of my phone.
*Open your door.*
I slowly get out of bed, quickly tip toeing over to the door. I push down the handle and open it up revealing Harry.
I open the door a tad more, letting him in. Bad decision Carly, such a stupid girl.
