Broken Youth

Chapter 15

~ Chapter Fifteen ~

••Megan••

I need my essay back. I really, really do. I need my diary, and I need my essay. Even the newspaper would be good: I do have an assignment to complete. Which is probably the reason why I'm outside the Styles' new home- opposite me. One simple rap at the door and it was opened almost immediately. By Georgia.
"I was expecting Curly or Blondie- not you." I rolled my eyes at her, apparently, hurt expression.
"I'll grab someone else then," She walked off into the darkened house, sniffling slightly before returning with Blondie. "This is Niall."
"And what would a fine lady like you be doing here?" I fake smiled at him, refusing the urge to roll my eyes or fuck him. Either of which would be ideal at this moment in time.
"Who is it, babe?" A small, familiar voice called from behind him. I looked down at my shoes as he coughed awkwardly. When I looked up again, a beautiful (like everything about her radiated beauty, whether it was her hair or her eye lids), young girl was stood beside Niall, their hands intertwined. Her gorgeous blue eyes shimmered, looking at me with such care.
"Oh, sorry, I'm Megan. I need to see Styles." The two exchanged a glance before Niall chuckled.
"There's three of us, which one?" I blushed slightly as he let me in.
"Curly." Jess smiled at me again, gesturing down the corridor to follow her. I did so, noticing the pictures on the walls. All of them held beautiful children, looking happy and tanned. Back in those days, 'suppose.

Jess lead me into the kitchen, occupying, what seemed like, more than one family. I soon came to realise there were, as two sets of parents were seated.
"Harry, this ones for you, pal." Jess winked at him, a smirk tugging at his lips. His pink, soft, moist, heart shape lips.
"Megan." He acknowledged me, moving over to where I was awkwardly stood.
"I need my essay back, Styles. And preferably my diary and newspaper too." Sarcasm nudged at the emotionless words, his face heating up as the room silenced.
"Come upstairs." I opened my mouth to reject. "Now." Something was telling me he wasn't about to let me change his mind; it's either force, or will. Styles grabbed my hand, pulling me out the room and up the stairs extraordinarily fast. I stumbled into (what I presume) was his room. A small smile appeared on my lips as I noticed how unusually neat the room was, everything organised aside from his bed. That was messy and covered in all sorts of junk.
"So-" He put a finger to his lips, silencing me. Carefully he reached under his bed and pulled out the three things I'd been without for so damn long. I breathed a sigh of relief just seeing them again. Styles slowly walked over to me, his hands still holding the items. As he neared, the heat between us maximised as my heart rate increased. He came so close, so fucking close, his breath lightly shaving my skin as jagged gasps fell from his dirty mouth. I felt the pressure in my groin increase warning me it was time to leave.
"Thanks. I'll be going then!" I grabbed the things from him and ran down the stairs. As I opened the door, a raspy voice called from upstairs. It was muffled but I could just make out the words. 'I'll be seeing you.' With that I ran out the house and across the street, ignoring the odd looks I received from the rest of his family (or plural).

As soon as I got in I examined the three items. First it was, of course, my dairy realising almost straight away that something was different about it. I slowly opened the cover: nothing had changed. Next I flicked through the pages noticing nothing, but on the very last page of the entire thing (I hadn't used it all, yet) were three words. The big, bold capital letters were plastered to the page. Unmissable. Three words I certainly didn't write. My breath hitched in my throat, the only thing running through my mind was how on this earth did it get there? I collapsed on the floor, exhausted with all the running around, figuring out and him. I stared at the blank wall, not focusing on anything in particular apart from one particular chapter in one particular book. Everything was the same.

I legged it out my house, once again, and into the Styles'. Niall was stood in the door way with Georgia and unhelpfully so. As we collided, a gruff voice called, obviously not noticing I was here.
"G? Can you come and tell me why the hell you and Megs aren't talking?" I got up, shaking myself down as Niall did the same, occasionally catching my eye and chuckling. Oops. I looked up the stairs and was met by sparkling green emeralds. "Megan?" The shock in his voice was evident as his eyes widened.
"Yeah. Hi. Um... I really need to talk to you." I fiddled with my thumbs, afraid he'd reject me, not that I cared; I just need damn answers.
"What, now?" I nodded. "Oh ok, well, so you wanna go for a walk or stay in the house or-"
"A walk is good!" Out the corner of my eye I could see Niall nodding at Harry. Georgia whispered a 'goodbye' and smiled weakly. I returned it, unsure whether or not we were on speaking terms just yet.

{Authors Note}

Dedication: to a good friend of mine, who, yesterday gave a very good example of a song. This song is the theme tune to this book and it's called: Something Great | One Direction. Thank you Miss (@inevitabledreams).

Note: 1) Guys I'm so sorry I haven't updated, I completely forgot on Saturday and then I've just had so much work to do. Bare with. The updates, hopefully, are gonna be more swift and regular but I haven't written any more. Again, bare with. 2) So, Harry and Megan have interacted again! Eep! And soon, you will have some answers etc. It will take a while for them to properly get used to one another, but I promise they will eventually give in. 3) Really sorry this chapter isn't that long, they will get longer but I have lots of work to do and other books I'm writing. Sorry. 4) My beautiful best friend, Emily (@Emily-J-Barkham) is now reading After by (@imaginator1d)! Excitement! So there's gonna be a fair few chats with her about Harry and Tess!

P.S: I made a new cover. Do you guys like it? Comment the answer!

Love you all | Meg x