Wondering

Chapter 8

We get to the skating rink and there is a small amount of people here. I recognize people from my small little town. Just people I've seen on the street or in the store.

We go to the stand where we rent skates. "Kayla?" He says asking for my shoe size.

"Oh..9 please" the man hands Harry the skates and I take them over to the chairs to put mine on. He comes back over with his and puts them on.

We go out and he about falls on his butt. "Been a while huh?" I say sarcastically

"Heh heh...maybe" he says standing up.

We start skating and I rush around to rink once or twice passing his with ease. "Come on!" I say passing him the third time.

I come around again and he slides in front of me. I smash into him landing on the ground but he holds onto the ledge to keep his balance. He starts laughing "you ok?" He holds his hand out still laughing.

"Yeah" I grab his hand joining him in laughter.

Keeping hold of his hand I drag him along the rink..."you need to keep up" I whine jokingly letting go of his hand. We slowly skate side by side for a while...after a bit he gets the hang of it.

I use to be that way when I was younger. I'd fall on my ass a ton of times until I get use to the skates. I would come to a skating rink at least once every other week but still had trouble. I haven't skated for over a year and as you can see I've gotten better.

...

We drive home in silence. Again.

"Where is your CD?" I ask breaking the silence

"In the glove compartment" he answers "you want to listen to that again?" He asks sounding surprised yet proud

"Of course I do. It's amazing Harry" I give him a warm smile and slip the CD into the player.

The music fills the room.

🎶"Don't let me, Don't let me, Don't Let me go! Cause I'm tired being alone...

Don't let me, don't let me, don't let me go..! Cause I'm tired of sleeping alone...."🎶

The song ends and I put in back in the glove compartment. "Do you have any other songs? Or some with you band you were in?"

"We made music but the band didn't really work out. It was with the other guys at the frat house. They all grew to have but plans in life but my life has alway revolved around music. They left me hanging. We had an album made but didn't put it out. I didn't keep any of the music." He explains....a little to long of an explanation.

"Then...since you don't haven the music.." I begin "sing one for me?"

"No" he simply answers

"Why?" I whine

"Because your home" he answers

Great. Back at my damn dorm already. Shae's car isn't here so she is out again.

"Okay" I sigh. "Thank you for taking me out"

"No problem" he says and I get out of the car.

He drives away while I walk inside the little empty dorm. I notice Shae's purse and phone on her bed. I go out to the hall. "Shae?" I quietly say peeking around the door. I go back inside. "Shae?" I open the bathroom door. Still nowhere.

Her phone starts to ring...zayn?

"Hey Kayla?" I hear her voice through the phone.

"Yea....? Shae what is going on?" I say

"Can you come to the frat house?" She sounds like she is about to burst. Her voice is cracking.

"I can't. I don't have a car....Harry should be there soon" I say

"Call him and tell him to pick me up as soon as he gets here"

"O-ok...but...why? Why are you there?" I ask

"Call him" she sternly says and hangs up

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Harrys pov.

I am about half a mile from the frat house and I get a call from...Kayla?

"Hey as soon as you get to the frat house pick up Shae and bring her here" she rambles as soon as I answer

"Uhh. Why...w-what's wrong?

"I don't know but she sounds like she is in trouble...s-she is with Zayn, and...and I don't know. She sounded l-like there was something wrong..." She has so much trouble finding the words

"Okay okay. I'm almost there. I'll see you soon." I hang up as I pull into the lot.

...

I walk in to a drunk Zayn standing in the middle of the room, Liam holding his arms behind his back, and Shae scrambling on the ground to get up.

I grab her arm and pull her out to the car. She doesn't say a word while drive her back.

She has a split in her lip still half bleeding and her cheek has a pink hand mark on it. What? Zayn slapped her....

No

He couldn't

Wouldn't

Did...

...

I walk behind her heading to the dorm. Kayla is on her bed with her head in her hands

"Harry! Shae!" She screams giving me a tight hug when I walk through "thank you so much...Shae what the hell? What is going on...are you okay" she is talking fast and worried

"Yes I'm fine" Shae answers quietly

She walks over to her pink little bed and sofa in the end.

"Should I go?" I say

This is very uncomfortable yet I don't want to face Zayn right now. He was the one to break up the band...he was a drunk and I thought he had gotten past it in the passing year. So many thoughts scrambling through my head watching Kayla comfort Shae, and Shae ignoring every word. She was always the kid of girl to be there for Zayn no matter what but when he started drinking she left. Now she is back and seems to refuse to leave.

"Actually can I stay here. I have no where else, a-and I can't face Zayn right now" I weakly say pushing my hands in my pockets rocking back and forth on my heels.

"Yes of course" Kayla says

The floors are wooden here but I can't share one of these small twin beds with Kayla or Shae so I'll just put up with it.

Kayla goes to her closet and pulls out two comforters, two pillows, and a smaller fuzzy blanket. Here she says handing me the blankets. I lay them out On The ground and stand awkwardly listening to there conversation.

Shae ends it by walking back outside in an outburst and sits out in the hall.