Fix you (Harry Styles)

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 5

MERCY'S POV

I woke up to the sound of a cell phone ringing. WAIT!! THATS NOT MY CELL PHONE.I got up immediately, feeling nothing but horror then I turned to look at the girl sitting on her bed, sliding her feet in her Toms. I looked up at her then remembered that I have a roommate. I hope she's friendly or else this is going to be one hell of a long ass school year.

She looked at me smiling and said "Good morning! I'm so sorry for waking you up" 

I sat up on the edge of my bed, rubbing my eyes with my hands then I smiled at her and said "It's fine, I was supposed to wake up in 30minutes anyway"

"I'm Taylor" She shook my hand softly and looked at me smiling

"I'm Mercy" I got up trying to tidy up my bed.

"It's a really cute name" she said "so is this your first year?" She asked as she applied a bit of mascara

"Yeah, what about you?" I asked her 

"It's my second year here actually, I'm majored in English. So, a few of my friends are throwing a party in a few days, you should go with us" She told me while looking at her reflection in the mirror, fixing her golden blonde hair.

"I don't know. I've never been to a party before.." I replied, opening one of the suitcases and pulling out a pair of shorts, a white tank top and a studded jean jacket.

"Oh, well from now on you'll be attending parties a lot with me. I gotta go."

I ignored her and put on my clothes , a few minutes later, I heared a knock on the door, and as I opened it I saw Harry grinning at me.

HARRY'S POV

Damn it. She looks so good in these clothes. I didn't notice how big her boobs are until now.

"Morning love" I said as she opened the door for me, I walked in and gave her a small hug. 

"Good morning" She said while blushing. I think the fact that I keep calling her 'love' makes her blush and it made my smile bigger.

"So I see you're Taylor's roomate" I said while sitting on a chair looking up at her.

"Oh you two know each other?" She asked while picking at her nails.

"Yeah, we've been friends for two years now. We're kind of in the same group of friends. I'll introduce you to them when I take you to the party they're throwing at my place and Louis' " I put my foot on my knee looking at her as she put her hair in a messy bun and applied a bit of make up and ran a red liptock across her small yet full lips. Man how i wish those lips would wrap around me down there. Those lips are so kissable

"Oh yeah sure" she kept fixing her make up and looked at me through the mirror as i stood behind her taking the band off of her hair making it fall down her shoulders.

"It's better this way" I looked at her grinning. "Let's go get breakfast, I'm hungry" I walked to the door opening it for her as she walked out grabbing her phone and wallet trying to hide her smile.

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After we ate, we kept arguing on who's going to pay for the breakfast. 

"I'm going to pay. End of story" I said giving the woman money oaying for what we have eaten. I looked at her smirking and she sighed then she said "Thank you, but this will be the last time you'll pay for anything for me. You've already done enough"

"You said that so many times. I don't mind helping you." I said and then I noticed that her expression changed, I looked to her face trying to read it. I think she's kind of, upset?

"are you ok?" I looked down at her, noticing how uncomfortable she was feeling while looking at her phone trying to type something then deleting it then typing again and deleting again and again ignoring my question.

"Mercy?!" I said putting my hand on her shoulder standing up in front of her.

"Yeah. Sorry" She mumbled and let out a sigh frowning a bit, putting her phone in her pocket.

"You sure?" I asked her moving closer to her trying to look into her eyes but she was looking down making me feel confused and worried.

"Mhm" She simply said and pulled her phone out again typing something.

"What's wrong?" I asked her and she looked up at me and gave me a small smile. It looks so genuine yet I know it's a fake smile. She's quite good in faking smiles, probably because sje had to do it a lot.

I found myself wondering and asking myself questions . why is she good in faking smiles yet she probably feels so broken inside? is someone bothering her? is someone harrassing her? i wonder what she went through to be able to fake smiles and make them look so convincing

"Nothing, don't worry about it" She told me, smiling still.

"I'm not buying it. Is someone harassing you?" I asked her, with an obvious frown on my face.

"No" she said walking away and towards my car, she walked. 

I followed her getting inside the car, turning around looking at her for minutes while she looked through the window sighing then she broke the silence and said "Can you please take me back to my room?"

"Not until you tell me what the heck is wrong with you" i kept looking at her sighing.

"Jesus Christ! Nothing's wrong. Just drive the fucking car Harry" She cursed for the first time since i've known her. Wel I've only known her for two days but I didn't think she would get this angry so I drove off the parking lot going to the dorms. The drive was silent and awkward, i turned the radio on and we both listened to random songs and didnt talk to each other. When we arrived there, she mumbeled a 'thank you' and climbed off my black Range Rover. I watched her walk away and I tightened my hands aroundd the wheele until my knuckles turned white then I drove back to my appartement wondering what the hell happened. This girl is hiding a lot of things, I have to find out. I have to get closer to her. It won't be easy though.

I don't know if I want to find out more about her wether it's because I just want to fuck her and leave, or because I actually care for a girl for once in years. I shook the second thought off my head. 'i'm just doing it for sex. I kept reminding myself. What if she's some crazy chick who will fall in love with me and do some stupid shit when I tell her that I don't date people. I just have friends with benefits. Speaking of friends with benefits, I better call Taylor for a good time, she knows exactly how to relax me with that mouth of hers. 

I got up to my appartement and walked into my room, Louis is still asleep. 

"Wanna come over babe? ;) I missed you. I kept thinking about that amazing mouth of yours while I was on vacation ;)" i texted Taylor, and not even one minute have passed and she texted me back saying she'll come over.

MERCY'S POV

I snapped at Harry and it wasn't even his fault. I feel bad I hope he will come again tomorrow, I should have taken his phone number to call him and apologize. I feel like I should throw my phone away and never use cell phones nor any social media websites and apps again. I don't ever want to see his name on my phone again. I hate him. I wish he would just get out of my life. My thoughts were interrupted as I received another text. I checked my phone and it was him again.

"I love you so much. Please answer me baby. I know it's been 8 months since we've broken up but I still love you. I miss you." He texted me again and again begging me to reply. I started to actually forget about what he did and he always comes back to ruin my happiness. I deleted the message not answering him. I don't want him, I don't love him, I don't even miss him. The only emotion I can feel towards him is anger.