The Curl Nextdoor (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 16 ~ okay ?

Okay . Wow, it's been a while since a updated . But it's school .. sorry .. Ill start trying to update more since the school year is almost over . So yeah ,

Enjoy (:

I wake up the next morning without a headache. I hope this thing is gone because it was far more painful than necessary. I have had a headache for this past week. I tend to get huge headaches after I cry, and I've been crying quite the bit.

"Good you're awake," Harry says, startling me. I look at him and he chuckles. How did he wake up before me? "I know, I'm as surprised as you are that I woke up before you." he reads my mind. It's 6:27, that's way too early for him to be waking up.

"Do you still have a headache?" his voice is full of concern.

"No, not now at least." I sit up and lay my back against the cold wooden headboard.

"Good," he sits up along with me. "there is this place that I want to take you, but if you're not feeling well, we won't go."

"I'm fine," Im not really sure if I am yet. The headache has vanished, but I don't think I'm emotionally stable just yet.

"So you want to go?" he sounds unsure of himself.

"Of course."

"Good, it's tonight though. We have to go to school since you're feeling better." a frown etched itself into my face. I want to go to school, but I also don't want to leave my bed.

"Ok," I sigh. "I'll go get ready." I stand from the bed, shuffling to the bathroom.

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"Ready to go." I tell Harry through our open window panes. He nods, grabbing his black book bag and pointing down, telling me to meet him downstairs. I nod, closing the window and shutting the door as I exit my room.

I dont have enough time to eat here, so I just grab a chocolate granola bar and walk out. It's awfully quiet today..

Where is everyone?

I have no clue where everyone else is. I haven't seen a sign of Soph, Joe, or my mother. The last time I saw them was yesterday. It's weird to not see them in the morning.

"Mama?" no answer

"Guys??" still no answer.

They must have left for school already. I shrug and walk outside to Harry's car that's parked on the opposite side of the road. He sits inside, waiting for me while typing on him phone.

I scurry across the quiet street and climb inside his car. He looks at me and quickly starts the engine, slowly pulling onto the road. I stare at him suspiciously and scrunch my eyebrows together.

"What?" he already sounds annoyed.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm just fucking peachy fine." his grip on the steering wheel tightens and his knuckles are turning white.

"Harry.." I warn, becoming slightly scared.

"What?! Can we just go to school in fucking peace!?" his voice is bouncing around the car, making it louder than it actually is. I quickly nod and he keeps driving without another word.

The fact that he's probably five times stronger than me and he gets angry so fast scares me. I still think that he wouldn't hit me though. But the things he could do..

"I'm sorry.." he apologizes after three minutes of pure silence. I glare at him and turn my head back to the blur of shops that we pass by. Every time he apologizes, I feel like I have the upper hand. Like I made him do that with my mind. That telekinesis type shit.