Closest To Heaven [ON HOLD]

Chapter 4: Reminiscing

I spent much of my hours debating with myself of the recent even that have occured, but I just can't reason with myself correctly. I just met the guy but then again it feels like I've known him forever. What am I even doing? I have homework to do. 

As soon as my pen hits the looseleaf that was scattered across my room the phone goes off. I pick it up rather harshly. 

"Hello?!" I said a little too loud with an annoyance that was evident. 

"Woah, you ok? Ha it's Trish" she says frightened.

"Yeah I'm ok, sorry just been frustrated with myself lately" I bet she knows what I'm thinking. 

"Oooh is it abnout Styles?!" She says almost with anticipation.

"Shut up"  I respond giving myself away. 

"Awww it's ok to have crushes you know that right? Look here me out I know you don't like showing your feelings but the way your eyes dialate when you see him it's pretty obvious you've got a thing for the curly boy" She says quickly enough so that I could understand. 

"I guess I do, but it's just a crush nothing huge". Lying obviously. Or was I?

See that's the problem I don't know what I'm feeling, I absolutely hate feeling conflicted in my thoughts. 

"Isabella!" She practically yells through the phone. 

"Here!" I respond in a roll call manner. 

"I have to go- she says in between chuckles- see you tomorrow" 

"Bye". I hung up the phone and set it by my bed. 

I rub my temples in sync and plop onto my bed forgetting to do my homework, as usual. I tangled myself in my sheets furiously and fell asleep. 

"Hey Bell let's go pass Mrs. Kings room for a bit, yeah?" - "Uh sure but she's not here today" - " Oh I'm fully aware now come" He drags me with his steady hands. " Here we are " He says with a cheeky decieving grin. " What are w-" His warm lips crash onto mine making comfort and moving in sync with my motions. His strong and yet still steady hands trail along my waist. "

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I wake up panting heavily. What.The.Hell. Now I'm having dreams about him? Lord take me now! I furiously trudge to my bathroom crank up the cold water and splash my face with it, telling myself " YOU.DO.NOT.LIKE.HARRY.STYLES, GOT IT?". 

I am so fed up with boys and school right now, and it's only the first week! I am being completely ridiculous. I lay my eyes on the clock ticking about my bed "5:00 am" I guess I should catch some extra minutes of sleep since I awake at 6:00 am. 

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The Sun shone on my curtain blinding me right in my tracks, I tried to get up from bed but my body simply wouldn't let me.  When I finally got the courage to do so I unwrapped my eyelids meeting the eyes of my Mother. 

" Honey,  wake up I've got breakfast for you downstairs" 

I could only let out a soft raspy sounding "ok"

The smell of pancakes, eggs, and syrup danced into my nostrils making my stomach eager for food. I brushed my teeth quickly to go devour the feast awaiting me downstairs. I ended up feeling rather at peace, forgetting completely as to what happened the previous night. 

I get dressed into my comfy clothing, knowing I have gym today.  I made my way out of the house and there before I knew it I was entering the school building. It felt really weird coming in alone, usually Trish,Leah, and I always walk in together but today I forgot. 

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"So, you better now?" Asks Trish

"Hm" 

"You know, styles, you, him, lovey dovey" She says in a babyish voice. 

"I actually don't even remember most of what happened yesterday so could we like not even talk about it" I say a little annpyed by her consistency. 

As I drag myself up and turn from the table, a familiar curly haired boy giggles in my face. Those green eyes don't fool me anymore. 

"Hiiiiiii" He says childlishly

"Um, Hi, uh excuse me I have to get to gym" I nudge him out the way. 

"I've got gym too! I'll walk you?" He rushes to my side. 

"What do you want from me?" The rude tone coming out of me was clearly visible and audible.

I turned back only to watch as his face fell, and I truly got to see how hard the words hit him. I would feel terrible I really would, but right now I just want to forget about the world and get to class, lesving Trish and Leah once again. 

I sprinted into the gym taking my spot next to a couple of people. 

Mr. Mason my gym teacher seems really cheery today. Usually he yells for everyone to calm down and listen but he just let it all happen. 

Eventually he makes an announcement. 

"Students I am pairing you up for tug a war" 

I already here the squeels of all the girls in the large room. Slowly and clearly he announces the groups that will be facing each other. 

"Jasmine and Mia versus Maya and Lilly"

" Trish and Mandy versus Leah and Ashley"

" Now for the gender mix up " I scrunched my face to the words he exclaimed. 

"Emily and John versus Leo and Conny "

"Talia and Lucas versus Harry and Isabella" 

I froze in my stance, I saw as the curly haired boy sighed and his prescense approaching me with every circulation of air in the room.

Oh dear...