It's Time

Chapter 16

Lara's POV

The white veihcle pulled up in front of me and I climbed into the passenger seat.

"54 Kingsley Avenue" I say emotionless to the middle aged taxi driver whose face I couldnt see to well in the darkness off the night. He nods and fiddles with his navigation system. I stare blankly out the front window of the small car, I am hoping that the taxi driver isn't up for a chat because I am in no mood to have a long conversation about how my day has been. You know that feeling you get when you like someone? you get butterflies in your stomach and you can't help but smile all the time. That's how I felt about Harry, but now I feel blank, like all of that has been wiped from my system. A single warm tear runs down my cold cheek.

The car trip dragged on and I think the driver go the hint I wasnt in a very good mood so he didn't say a word which I was thankful for. The car slowly pulled to a hault the street lights dimly lighting the black area the lights reflecting off the puddles on the path. I grab my purse trying to find some money to pay the driver, but I struggled my hands shaking from the rough night.

"It's alright love, this ones on the house. It looks like you have had a rough night" The grey haired man replied kindly with a warm smile. I give him a thankful nod and pull my self out of the car, I drowsly walk to my apartment door. I kick my shoes off not caring where they land and slowly make my way up stairs to my room. I jump under my blankets my punding head hitting my comfortable pillow. I don't even bother to take off my dress, the blankets surround my body. 'I feel like I'm going in circles, maybe Harry just isn't worth it? I feel like I have said this a million times already' I am devasted, frustrated and confused all mixed into one. The emotions hitting me the tears falling rapdily from my eyes and onto my pillow.

'I am never good enough for any guys' I sob quietly

*The next morning at breakfast*

I look down at my bowl of cornflakes moving the cereal carelessly with my spoon. I could feel the girls eyes on me knowing that they would ask something about last night.

"so... Lara how was last night?" Hannah asked curiously, I sigh and look up at the girls staring at me intently.

"Crap" I say snappily and abruptly pull out my chair, grab my bowl and get up from the small table leaving the girls there by themselves, I felt bad for taking it out on them but I just don't want to talk about it. I noticed there was a lot of people in the caffeteria today which I found strange I walked up to the front and emptied the contents in my bowl. I turn around and I see his chocolate mop of curls standing 2 meters in front of me my heart's pace automatically speeds up. 'What is he doing here?'

"Lara wait?" Harry pleads his eyes bloodshot. 'Has he been crying?'. I don't say a word I look down at the ground and shove past him and walk out of the caffeteria avoiding talking to him.

'I don't need anyone that doesn't need me"