Skin

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

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"Bella don't," I hear Harry plead as I run after Niall. "He's not worth it!" "Don't talk to me," I yell to Harry and actually start to cry.

"What did I do?" Harry asks running towards me. I stay silent. "You know you kissed me too," he says reminding me again.

Why did I do that.

"I hurt Niall. He's hurt okay?" "Why does that matter? You barely even know him!" Harry points out. "Yeah but I saw the way he looked at me and I don't know I just felt bad. I don't know why I feel bad let alone even care. I don't know why he cares.."

"He doesn't." "What?" I choke. "He doesn't care about anything Bella. Forget about him. You don't have anything special with him so just shut up. You're making a big deal out of this. You don't even know him and he's never cared. He's probably just mad at me."

I can't believe what he just said, but it's true.

"But I care..." Harry says, interrupting my thoughts. I shove him away as he tries to scoot me closer to him. "I do too but not in that way... I have to go. Bye," I say and just walk away. "Where do you plan going without this?" He smiles and holds up my schedule. I walk back and get it and smile back to make everything less awkward.

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I just decide to wander the halls because I don't feel like facing class right now.

"You look like a mess," I hear a voice say and I look around and see Niall crouched down outside the guys restroom.

We just look at each other.

"I know." I snap. "Are you okay?" He asks, not at all looking concerned. "Sure. But why do you care? Why do you care about Harry kissing me? Why do you care if I talk to other boys?"

Niall just stays quiet. "I don't care. I never said I did so stop assuming and clean yourself up. You're a mess," he chuckles. "You already said that." I say, straight faced.

"I know. But you didn't do anything about it." "Exactly and you don't control me," I snap. "Obviously or you and Harry wouldn't have kissed." "Just leave me alone okay? Don't talk to me." "You talked to me first," Niall tries to point out and I roll my eyes. "Actually I believe I didn't," I bark and walk away.

I can feel his eyes on me as I walk farther and farther down the hall and I don't know why but I just wished he'd follow me, but of course he doesn't.

I stop by the rest room because I obviously did care whether or not I looked terrible- which is surprising because I barely ever do. I don't look too bad. My cheap "waterproof" mascara is just a little smudged under my waterline but nothing I can't rub off.

I really just wish every thing wasn't so complicated. Nialls friends are like the only friends I have but I seriously can't stand to be by him even though I feel like I really want to.

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The day carries on normal, well as normal as it can get after all the exhaustion so far today.

I find Eleanor and Perrie in the hall and walk around with them a bit then usually start walking with Liam. It's obvious that Nialls staring from behind as he walks with Harry, tension obviously going on between the two.

Before school ends I give Eleanor my number and decide to just walk home instead of taking the bus. I don't need anyone to notice that I finally arrived back at school, but it seems like I might start going more often.

I feel the cold breeze hit my neck and blow my long blonde hair off my shoulders, sending shivers down my spine. My feet make tons of noise as I step because of my shoes brushing the bottom of the cold cement sidewalk