Shattered

Chapter 5

Niall and I exchange numbers, then I reach my hand out for Harry's phone so I could put my number in it but he pushes it away while shaking his head no.

Okay, maybe he's not so nice after all.

I sit back in my chair and everyone grows quiet. Harry looks around, gets up and says, "Alright, I gotta go!" He turns around and starts walking away frantically. "Wait." Niall yells to Harry. "Are you still coming to the club tomorrow?" "um, sure, see you!" Harry says without turning around.

Hmm, that was weird

"What was that for?" I ask. "I'm not sure." Niall says."Oh, I know!" Clara exclaims.

"What?" I ask.

"Okay, so do you see that guy over there?" She points to the entrance of the food court.

"Yeah, What about him?"

the guy is wearing a dark green shirt and jeans that are rolled up above his ankle bone. His eyes are sea green, His hair is light brown and he keeps it swept to the side.

"That's Louis Tomlinson." Clara says. "Harry and Louis hate each other." "Why?" I ask. "No one knows. He won't tell any of us."

"Harry just texted me." Niall says. "What did he say?" Clara asks.

"I shouldn't say it when Layla's here." "It's about me isn't it?" I ask Niall. "Um." Niall hesitates. "Yeah."

"Tell me what he said." I demand.

"No, I don't think I should."

"Come on!"

"No, I'm not going to tell you."

"Fine."

I reach over the table and grab Niall's phone from him. I read the message.

--Harry--

*The only reason I left was because Louis was there and I didn't want him to see me with Layla. She's a loser and I don't want my reputation to get ruined.*

"Are you serious?!" I say while standing up "I can't believe him!" I start walking away, Clara and Niall follow me out of the mall. "Just because he's some "cool biker dude," he thinks he's better than everyone else."Ugh!"

"Layla, calm down." Niall says while touching my shoulder.

I take a deep breath.

"Harry's a great person, you just have to get to know him."

"He just meet me and he's already judging me, I don't want to get to know him!"

"Okay that's fine." Niall says. "Just give him a chance."

I sigh. "Fine."

"Thank you, Layla." Niall say. "I got to go now." "See you guys tomorrow?"

"See you." Clara and I respond at the same time.

"I guess I'll go too." Clara says.

"Same."

"Alright, see you tomorrow, get ready for the club!" Clara says while fist bumping.

I giggle as I walk to my car. I get home and let out a big sigh as I lay on my bed.

"Is everything all right?" a voice asks from the side of my bed. I look at the floor to see my sister, Heidi, sitting there. "Oh, hey Heidi." "I 'm fine, it's just that I meet this guy named Harry and he's not that nice." "He's going to be at the club tomorrow and I really don't want to see him."

"I'm sorry." she says. "People suck."

"They really do." I say. "Now what's wrong with you Heidi?"

"My life sucks." she starts to cry.

"Aw, Heidi come here." I help her up from the floor to my bed and hold her in my arms. She cries into my shoulder as I stroke the back of her head.

"What happened?" I asked her. "The kids at school always make fun of me."

"Oh, no." I say. "Heidi, look at me." "Don't listen to those kids, they are just a bunch of immature bullies who feel bad about themselves."

She dries her tears.

"Do you like yourself Heidi?"

"Yeah."

"Alright." I say. "That's all that matters then." "Listen, next time they make fun of you just tell them to fuck off, you got it?"

She smiles. "Yeah, I got it." "Thanks Layla, you always know how to make me feel better."

"That's what I'm here for." I say. "Now go get some sleep."

"Good night." She says.

"Night."

I lay in my bed and think to myself.

Ugh, I really don't want to see Harry tomorrow.