Chapter Five

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Last night was a blur, I barely remember making it home and into my bed. I remember the cold glare Harry gave me, the cold tone in his voice. His unexplainable outburst that had fucked with me, and my feelings. How he said that he was dangerous and that I shouldn't hang around him. What did he even mean by that? I was lucky to even get any sleep at all for school today.

I decided to walk today, to take some time to myself and just think about things. I do that a lot in case you haven't noticed, but it's just that this whole Harry thing REALLY gets under my skin. I didn't do anything to deserve that but he knew, he just knew how to mess with me. I was kind of hoping to run into him at school today, like the first time we met, hoping that he would apologize and explain every single thing to me. But that was highly unlikely as Harry just became more and more unpredictable by the second.

His personality was just the type that was so back and forth. One second he was the easiest person in the world to work with and the next he turned and gave the cold shoulder. He was so relaxed yet so reserved at the same time. Harry Styles really was a paradox.

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The whole day went by and oddly enough I didn't see Harry. He wasn't in chem, didn't see him at lunch, or even in the halls. My chem teacher explained to me that Harry emailed him our essay and he was astounded by the criteria which actually surprised me since I never got to help Harry finish. How was he even in the right mindset to finish?

Just thinking about him bothers me. I should be pissed, angry, confused, hell I should even hate him after how he lashed out at me but I couldn't. That just wasn't me, I always gave people second chances. One of the many reasons I've been taken advantage of, multiple times.

In this case however Harry wasn't even around to receive it, which worried me. He kept saying he was no good for me and he was dangerous, and now it's like he just disappeared. Something wasn't right and it was my job to find out.

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"Hey um have you heard anything about that Harry styles kid?" I questioned my brother.

"Leah you better not be talking to him, he's extremely dangerous." Louis snapped, his eyes darkening with just the mention of Harry.

"Are you okay Louis? I was just curious I um didn't mean to upset you.."

He scoffed, "Let me explain this to you Leah, not everything is always how it seems. We may seem like we're the picture perfect family but there's so much you don't know about me, mom, dad. There's even more you don't know about Styles. He's dangerous. Stay. Away." His tone was so stern, so serious it scared me.

Louis was hiding secrets from me too? I never expected that. What if he had something to do with Harry being gone? My thought were only of the worst nature, worried as to what kind of trouble Harry was even in. Yet the worst part,

I didn't know when I would even see him again.

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