Elena's POV
"What are we going to watch?" I asked Harry once we entered the living room.
He looked over at me, "We're watching Nemo."
I laughed a little in disbelief as I raised an eyebrow, "Nemo? Really?"
He sipped his beer and nodded. He then shrugged. "It brings back some good 'ol memories."
"Mmh," I agreed. "I don't know, I thought we would be watching horror films like Saw or Insidious"
"How judgemental of you! Nemo is my favorite film." He pouted. Oh god he looked so cute.
"Besides, you remind me of a certain character in that movie, " He smirked.
"Who?" My eyebrows furrowed.
"Darla." He simply said.
"I do not!"
"Yeah you do!"
"No I don't!"
"Yes you do!"
After an hour of solid bickering we settled on watching Insidious on the living room floor, blankets, pillows and all, both of us having our own bowl of popcorn.
I jumped when things popped out and I was a little scared but not so much that I wanted to turn on every light in the house, lock myself in my bedroom and sleep with a knife.
30 minutes have passed and I realized that I was wrong. Watching this movie was the worst choice I have ever made. I was shaking like a newborn puppy and I knew that I had to get myself out of this without Harry noticing.
I looked at him. His face was milimeters away from mine. I pulled back, "Have you ever been to jail?" I asked curiously. I was afraid he would be offended but he just shrugged it off.
"14 times," He counted. His answer was scarier than the movie itself. So you can expect that I was more scared now than a few seconds ago.
"W-what for?" I stuttered.
Harry sighed, took the remote and paused the movie. "Drug possession, drug dealing," He noticed my widened eyes so he smirked.
"I gave it to some freshman since I had no cash on me." I rolled my eyes but still urged him to continue.
"Shoplifting, some occasional fights, murder-" I gasped.
"Y-you killed someone?!" I was scared shitless now.
"I killed a chihuahua! I was mowing the lawn for my neigbor and 'poof'!" He even added some sound effects. "I heard an awful yet really annoying sound and pulled the dog. I felt bad though."
My hands were covering my mouth and I shivered, "That's just horrible Harry!"
"Yeah I know. I actually like dogs." He gave me a pained look. He turned away and sighed.
"Let's play." I broke the silence.
"Play?" He smirked and I immediately recognized that tone and look.
"You're such a pervert Harry." I said and he laughed. "I meant video games!"
We played Mario Kart and of course I beat him at every single time. "You're too good at this." He pouted.
"I know," I smirked at him.
After a few more minutes I heard him speak. "How about we play something I'm good at?" I just stared at him blankly.
"What do you say about playing some footie?"
"But I don't know-" I started protesting but for the second time this day he just grabbed my wrist and pulled me with him.
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"I'm a pro at this you're just too lazy to understand!" Harry boasted. 10 minutes have passed and I still don't know how to kick a ball. I swear I wasn't there when God was blessing people with athletic genes!
"How about you kick the ball yourself Harry?" He was standing on the other side of the yard so I just threw the ball at him.
"you need to keep your eyes open when you kick the ball!" He instructed once more.
I was tired so I sat Indian style on the green grass. I heard Harry mutter something between the lines of 'I've got this!' Seconds later, a sharp pain suddenly shot through my body. My chest area, to be specific.
"Harry Styles did you just kick a soccer ball into my boobs?!"
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On the way home, I was feeling nervous. I don't know why but I felt as if I was carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. I saw Zayn sitting on the stairs of their front porch. Why is he sitting there alone? and why did he looked like as if someone just died?
As if he heard my thoughts his head snapped up and he saw me, "You forgot something." He bit his lip.
"What did I forget?" I gave him a skeptical look.
"Me," He said giving me a sad smile.
And that's when I remembered something that I should've remembered a few hours ago.
'And the biggest bitch award goes to me!' I thought sarcastically.
"I am so sorry-" I tried to apologize.
"You know what? Just save it. Next time, don't promise something you won't keep." After that, he turned around and left.
'Now what do I do?'
I was going to chase after him but I felt my phone vibrate in my hands.
It was a call coming from an unknown number.
"Hello?" I greeted but I only heard some sniffing
"Hello who's this?" I asked again.
"E-elena?" The voice from the other line stuttered.
"Are you okay? Can I ask who I'm currently speaking to?"
"T-this is Janine," She sniffed again.
"Why are you crying? Is everything alright?" Hey, now that girl might be a Class-A-Bitch but I also have a heart.
"Can I talk to you?"
"But-" I still had to talk to Zayn.
"P-please, I really need someone to talk to," She begged.
I sighed. "Fine, where do you live?"
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IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHO DARLA IS I SUGGEST YOU WATCH NEMO
I'M KIDDING I'VE PUT UP A PICTURE OF WHAT SHE LOOKS LIKE ON THE SIDE
A BIG PLOT TWIST IS COMING NEXT CHAPTER
ALSO IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCH THE BOOK TRAILER, IT'S ALSO ON THE SIDE
I WILL UPDATE IF AND ONLY IF THIS CHAPTER GETS ATLEAST 20 VOTES
THANK YOU ALL FOR READING I HOPE YOU ENJOYED
YOU ARE READING
Toxic
Fanfiction"Who's this delightful creature?" He sarcastically said. I kept quiet but I can't help it. I glared at the person towering over me. What is he doing here? Doesn't he have classes to go to? "Listen to me, and you listen well. I don't care if your ego...
