Harry Styles Must Die

Chapter 5

Cara's POV.

"Harry? Can I talk to you for a sec?" I ask him.

"Yeah, sure" He answers me.

"Later, guys" He waves to the guys near him.

"Later, man" One guy responds.

"So, what's up?" He asks me.

"In PE today, some loser said that she went out with you" I answer him.

"Really? And you believed her" He

questions me.

"No, I mean, I don't know, You can't have a girlfriend....

in basketball season" I Stutter.

"But... if I could... you know who it'd be" He let me know.

"You know, I don't know why girls say stuff like that, I mean, I think they're just... jealous of what we have,

Because we share something special, Something we don't have to label, You know, it's... it's an unspoken bond, And I love how secure you are".

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Eleanor's POV.

"All right, Detention has begun, I'll be right back, And no talking!" The teacher says while he walks out of the detention room.

"So, I talked to Harry" Cara leans to Taylor.

"It was sweet, He felt bad for you, He said that you were jealous because..."

"we share something special, Something that..." Taylor cuts Cara.

"we didn't have to label because it's..." Taylor and Cara continue.

"Because it's our unspoken bond..." Kendall joins the conversation.

"and I just love how secure you are? And it hurts me to hear you question it? Because you're the... ...only girl for me?!" They all say in unsion and frustration.

"Damn!" Cara yells.

"He said the same thing to all of us" Taylor says in a disbelief tone.

"Figures, He makes up with us..." Cara says.

"and then he hooks up with us..." Kendall cuts Cara off.

"You guys hooked up?" Taylor drops her mouth in shock.

"Harry and I share something special" Kendall defend her self.

"Oh, what, that you've both been in your pants?" Cara smirks.

"We share a vegan/nonviolent outlook on life" Kendall responds.

"Hippie slut" Taylor says under her breath.

"Oh, nice, Taylor" Cara high fives Taylor.

"It's not like everyone doesn't know..." Cara continues to insult Kendall.

"brings it on, Little Miss Cheerleader" Kendall challenges Cara.

"Look..." I say in an attempt to stop them from fighting.

"You, too?" Cara questions me.

"Harry and I belong together, He is the team captain, and I am... the head cheerleader" Cara inform us.

"Oh, I'm sorry... what kind of cheerleader?" Cara makes fun of us.

"Oh, like he'd take either of you two seriously!" Taylor fires back at Cara.

"Do not lump me with her!" Cara takes a step back from me.

"Oh, so, what..." Is all i can say.

"now you're better than me?" Taylor screams at Cara.

"Shut up" I yell.

" What?" Cara places her hands on her hips.

"Excuse me?" Taylor asks me.

"What?" Kendall respond by a question too.

"Sorry, S-Sorry" I choke with my own words.

"You have something to say? Taylor asks me.

"Uh... No, it's none of my business" I answer her.

"What?" Cara asks obviously running out of patient.

"Okay, let me guess, Does he always use pet names like ''baby''... and ''sweetheart''?" I ask them and they nod in agreement.

"Yeah, it's not out of affection, It's so he won't mix up your names" I tell them.

"And-And he's all about an unspoken bond... or something special, but never about a relationship" I continue.

"A-And the whole arrangement was your idea... so you feel guilty that he cheated" I finish.

"Oh, my God, You're dating Harry, too" Kendall covers her mouth with both of her hands.

"No, uh... No, I just knew a guy like him, Skip" I let her know.

"She's right, I mean, he's always making me feel guilty" Taylor says.

" Yeah, It seems to me...that if a guy treats you like that, it..." I say but Cara cuts me off.

"You'd break up with him, Blah-blah-blah-blah" Cara huffs.

"Harry would have another girlfriend in a second" Taylor says.

"No, I didn't say, ''break up'', I'd get even" I tell them.

"Who are you?" Cara asks me.

"I know! You're that girl who wigged out last year and got sent to rehab!" Kendall says.

"No, I..." I try to say but Taylor interrupt me.

"Then you got taken away for bulimia" She says.

"No" I say.

" Fat camp?" Cara asks and crosses her arms.

"No, My name's..." I say as the teacher walks in to the room.

"Hey! No talking!" She yells at me.

"My name is..." I try to continue but get interrupted....again!

"No... talking!" The teacher says as he sits on his chair.