Seven days. That's how long it's been since I've seen those emerald eyes, those chocolate curls, those mesmerizing tattoos. I had tried texting Harry but he never responded, if I'm being honest I was scared shitless, people around here just don't disappear like that. If I'm gonna continue being honest, I kind of missed the company he kept me during chem. But I was probably gonna have to suffer again today, alone.
I pushed through the large doors at the main entrance of the school, continuing my normal routine: went to my locker, met up with Aubree, had a bite to eat and then made my way to chem. Once again the lab chair was empty, just me again today, I thought to myself.
The lecture that Mr.Jones was giving was putting me to sleep, we had a lab coming up and he wanted to make sure we had "proper preparation" but I'm pretty sure everyone knew lab safety rules by now. However, before I could fall into a deep sleep the door creaked open.
He stood there, before the entire class, just staring at me and I could feel everyone else peering over at me, curious as to why he had his eyes on me.
"Ah Mr.Styles, you've been gone and now you show up late? Not a good thing young man, I'll be seeing you after to class to discuss what you've missed."
Harry just nodded, walking over and sitting next to me. "Hey.." The audacity he had, I swear.
"Really Harry? Hey? That's all you have to say? You blow up on me and then leave me hanging for a week and that's it?!" I whisper shouted at him, furious that he even thought he didn't owe me an explanation or anything.
"Meet me later and we can talk," was the last thing he said to me for the rest of the period.
He really had the fucking audacity.
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When the time came at the end of the day, I waited outside by Harry's car, a black Range Rover. He has a shit ton of explaining to do, that's the least he owes me for how he acted.
Speaking of the devil, he came strolling over, the usual smirk on his face as he unlocked the car and we both got in.
"Where are we going?" I asked him.
"You'll see,"he responded.
"Harry.." He quickly shushed me as he put the radio on and drove out of the parking lot.
The drive was about thirty minutes and the entire time both of us stayed silent, not knowing what to really say. We pulled into a secluded field, surrounded by trees.
"This is where I come to think," Harry whispered. I was speechless, the field was absolutely stunning.
"Why'd you bring me here?" I questioned.
"I'm an ass that has some explaining to do."
Damn right he did.
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Bad Boy Styles
Fanfiction"Leah we can't be together," Harry whispered looking into my eyes. "Why not?" Tears were threatening to spill now. All I wanted was to wake up, for this to be a dream. Harry's eyes darkened, "I'm not good for you Leah."
