Stranded

Chapter 56

 

What in the world is going on here? What's happening? Why was Harry talking about me and what was he saying about Zayn saying things about me during the match? Everything is so confusing right now and my mind literally feels like a jumbled up mess. I can't make sense of anything. Nothing makes sense.

I need to talk to Harry. Soon. But to be honest, I'm pretty fluffing afraid to because the sight of him beating Zayn to a pulp scared the shit out of me. Literally, I almost crapped my pants as I helplessly watched him knock Zayn unconscious.

"Cassidy." I hear my name being called behind me and I turn around to come face to face with Adam.

"Hey, Will, what's up?" I try to hide the nervousness in my voice, but I don't think I'm doing a very good job at it so far.

"Nothing much," he says. "Actually, I'm here to relay a message to you." he says, running his hands through his hair.

"Okay, what is it?"

"Just, don't shoot the messenger, okay," he teases and I nod. "Harry said to stay away from Zayn and Adam." 

"What," I ask, incredulous. "Why should I stay away from them?" 

"He knew you were gonna say that which is why he said not to ask any questions and just trust him. I'm sorry, Cass, but I'm with Harry on this one. You don't know what those guys are capable of." 

"What their capable of? Obviously you missed the part where Harry knocked Zayn unconscious and Adam's done nothing to hurt me."  I counter, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Yet," Will says. "He hasn't hurt you yet because he's trying to earn your trust, and you're giving it to him. Harry's just trying to protect you,Cass you have to understand that. He'd never do anything to hurt you." 

"That's bull shit. If there's anyone I should be staying away from, it's Harry. Tell him to fuck off and stop trying to rule my life." I say and then walk away before the conversation can be continued.

How can Harry just do the things he's done, say what he's said, and then think he can tell me what the hell to do? He obviously doesn't know me like he claimed he did because if he did, he'd know that trying to tell me what to do just pisses me off.

I'm done with Harry Styles in more way than one. I don't care if I fail our first Music assignment, there'll be others and I'll make damn sure I snatch Adam up for every single one of them before any other bitch can.

 

*Monday*

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" Blane asks.

"I'm sure. I just need to get away for a while and clear my head." I sigh, zipping up my bag and then my jacket.

"Okay. Call me or Rebecca if you need anything."

"I will." I assure her, smiling before closing the dorm room door.

 

I strip off my jacket and yoga pants, letting my hair out of it's messy bun before climbing up the ladder to the highest diving board. I took a liking to swimming after my accident. I caught on to being taught how to swim all over again faster than what they thought was possible and I really enjoyed the rush of excitement and fear, how much strength it takes to propel yourself faster and faster through the water.

I get to the very top, walking to the edge while looking down at the water before jumping up in the air once...twice..three times. I remember one of my favorite dives, the Back Dive Tuck, and how long it took me to perfect it. I wouldn't give up until I got it.