Grade School (on hold but you can still read)

Chapter 29

Harry's POV

While the boys and I are practising I hear my phone ring so I tell them to hold on and I pick up my phone.

"Hello?" The sound of Sophia's voice makes my chest tighten.

"Hey Harry, it's me." Her voice is low and I gasp.

"Sophia I'm so sorry I didn't call you, I've just been busy with practice a-"

"It's okay, I understand that you have better things to do than to talk to me" A nervous chuckle comes out of her mouth but I don't laugh.

"It's not like that Sophia, I just never got the chance to."

"Do you know that you haven't called me or even texted me in week?" Her voice is slowly raising with each word she says.

"I know but-" she cuts me off.

"You know what Harry, maybe we can actually talk when you have 'time'." She snap and hangs up.

It's not that I forgot about Sophia. It's just that's I didn't have time to call anybody. We'll I called my mom but that's different. No it's not the little voice in my head, says. Whatever.

"C'mon guys you have a show to do!" Simon yells and the boys and I walk into the dressing rooms.

Cheering and applause comes from the audience and we thank them. Next we have an interview. A woman walks up to me and holds the microphone up to my mouth.

"So Harry, I've been hearing that you fancy a girl here, you'd be a great boyfriend." She smiles and I laugh. I didn't tell her about Sophia because, well I don't really know. I hope she is not watching right now. Sophia is my everything and I'm scared that she doesn't know that.

Sophia's POV

I wake up with a horrible head ache and look around. Where the hell am I?

"Here you go." a masculine voice says behind me and I quickly turn around. It's Aaron. (I changed Beebees name to Aaron, so don't worry it's still the same person)

"What, how, wh-" I begin but he cuts me off.

"I found you last night on a park bench all curled up. Are you okay?" He asks and it all comes back to me.

Flashback

"You know what Harry, maybe we can actually talk when you have 'time'." I snap and hang up. Everything that he told me was a lie. I bet that he had time to call his mom dad friends but not me. He forgot about me. Everyone forgets about me. Suddenly I remember that the X-Factor is on tonight and I turn on the tv.

Harry is standing on stage with four other boys that I'm guessing are Louis, Liam, Niall, and Zayn. They begin to sing and their voices sound really good. When they are done a lady comes to interview them.

"So Harry, I've been hearing that you fancy a girl here, you'd be a great boyfriend." She smiles and he laughs. Wait, he didn't tell her that he has a girlfriend. Wow. That makes me feel great.

The show is done and I turn of the tv and smash the remote against the wall. I'm tired of this. Tired of trying. Trying to make Harry love me. Maybe he doesn't even love me at all and maybe he never even loved me. Tears stream down my face as I walk to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and scream. My knuckles smash the mirror and blood comes gushing out of my hands. I'm so fat. I'm so ugly. I'm worthless. I look down and my hands and laugh. The pain doesn't even hurt me. The only pain that I have is in my heart and there's only one thing- person that can fix it.