A/N: This chapter was a little emotional to write *sniffles* but I hope you enjoy it and don't be a ghost reader, vote and comment.
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Waking up I had got eight calls, fourteen texts, and four voicemails. Most of them telling me to call him and he was sorry and blah blah blah. I only read 2 texts and a voicemail and deleted the rest. I texted Emma to seeing if she wanted to go to school together today.
*Hey, mind picking me up for school? x*
Emma: *Yeah sure be there in 20.*
I turned on the shower head scrubbing every inch of my body washing my hair with a deep shampoo. I wrapped a towel around my body and blow dried my brown locks until it was flowed and was silky. My white jacket was zipped up, blue tank underneath, and pulled my blue skinnies up my legs. I applied a light blush to my face, mascara, and a bit of lip gloss when I heard the doorbell ring.
"Hey, Emma!" I smiled letting her in.
"Hey, I feel like I haven't seen you in forever, we need to hang more." she laughed.
"Yeah, I'm sorry.. I've just been really busy lately," I agreed I've been spending more time with Josie. I guess because she's been around a little longer than Emma but I shouldn't ignore her.
"Well, how's Harry?" she questioned and the air getting thick.
"Uhh, he's good.. but about that-.."
"You broke up with him?!" she seemed shocked.
"We're spending time apart, but right now I guess you can say that." I fiddled with my fingers. I didn't quite understand where me and Harry stood right now.
"Don't worry, but I need details c'mon or we'll be late." she said pulling me out the door to the convertible.
The ride to school involved the details about Harry and I and what happened 'that night' and other stuff. She told me about Rebecca and her and Harry's relationship. From what she told me they were perfect for each other and in love but had fallen out over family and future issues. But I was a little jealous and irritated that Harry had been with a girl besides me but it's not his fault. With him it seems as if I get jealous so easy. Moments later we pulled onto the school parking lot and parked closest to the door. We parted ways walking and I continued to my first class, English. Entering the classroom all eyes directed to me before Ms.Benard spoke up.
"Elizabeth, sit. You're late." she groaned. I made my way to the back of the class and I could feel eyes following my every move. I wish these people would stop looking at me. Why are they looking at me?" I took a seat in my original spot and I had been totally oblivious to the fact that, Harry had this class. I decided not to react and just continued throughout the class without speaking a word to him. He would glance over to me every once and a while and when I looked up he would look away as if nothing happened.
"Elizabeth." I looked up. It was Harry. I rolled my eyes and continued to work on my assignments.
"Look, I.. I'm sorry. I just want to be with you. I want you. Only you. I'll do anything to make up for it. You know that don't you?" he harshly whispered.
"Yes, Harry I know. I know you care for me but I just need space.. time to think." I huffed. The words he spoke I couldn't deny that's how he felt. But what? I just forgive him and move on? How do I know he won't do it again? It wouldn't be right.
"How much time?" he cringed at my words.
"Mr. Styles, Ms. Taylor no talking!" Ms. Beard I mean Benard glared at us.
"I don't know but I can't be with you right now.. like together." I bit my lip waiting for his reaction. And sure enough it came, it wasn't pretty. "What?!" Harry yelled gaining attention from everyone. You can't be fucking serious!" he shouted once more. His attitude changing within minutes.
"Mr. Styles office now!" Ms. Benard ordered approaching Harry. It was too late he had already toppled over two empty desks and slammed down a couple chairs in his presence. The sight made me wince. But I needed this.. I needed it for myself. And right now focusing on myself isn't such a bad thing considering what I've been through in my lifetime. Harry stormed out the classroom, out of sight before the teacher could get on the phone with help. Everyone's eyes focused on me as I recieved confused and disturbing looks. I told Emma I'd text her before picking up the chairs and desks.
"Erm.. Ms. Benard can I go ya know-.."
"Go." she uttered knowing by what I meant.
My eyes scanned the almost empty hallway in search for Harry.
"Have you seen Harry, tall, curly hair, boy?" I asked the dark-haired man walking in the opposite direction.
"He wen't that way." the man smirked before redirecting me to the gym locker rooms. I paced quickly down the hall before replying with a 'thanks' and walking around the corner. He sent me a hand wave and a smile that made me feel uneasy.
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I searched for him in the boys locker room I assumed he was in but I still couldn't see him. I checked all the bathroom stalls until I stumbled up the curly haired boy sitting on the bench, head in hands, sobbing by the lockers. I sat down by him but didn't say a word. Moments passed before I grew the courage to break the silence.
"Harry, I'm sorry." I sniffled only because I felt what it was like to love someone so much but you couldn't have them. I knew that feeling. Just not the way you'd expect.
"Talk to me please." I said after he wouldn't reply nor let me see his face. I needed to know what he was thinking.
"Elizabeth, I'm sorry so sorry. I don't want to lose you. I won't fucking talk to her anymore, I just need you." he cried into my chest.
"I know and I need you.." I whimpered but I meant it. I needed him. I want Harry and I don't ever want to let him go.
"Please. Just don't leave me. I can't be without you." he looked at me with puffy green eyes, tears streaming down his face. He dropped his head to the floor but I picked his chin back up redirecting his face to look at me.
"I'm not leaving. Never." I whimpered. The proximity of our faces extremely close. I broke and leant in only for our lips crash against each other. We moved in sync with our movements, gasp shared between us. His tongue asking for entrance and I happily complied. This kiss was more passionate than it had been before. This one felt real. My hands moved to the nape of Harry's neck and they traveled into his soft curls. He positioned his rough hands gripping onto my waist. I tugged on his hair, our lips moving at a faster pace, earning a deep moan from him. His tongue swirled a few more times before exiting and looking at me.
The school bell rang indicating it was time to leave and Harry grabbed my hand rushing me out hte locker room before the boys returned. He pulled me around the dimmed corner out of sight from the rest of the students and pushed me against the wall blocking me from leaving. We resumed our previous postion his hands on my my waist, mines around his neck.
"Do you forgive me Elizabeth?" I looked at me with sympathy.
"Harry.." I started but he cut me off knowing what I was thinking.
"I'll do anything." he reassured me. "Please.." he begged.
"Fine, but you're working hard to get my trust back I mean it." I smiled. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waistline. We spent this time giggling and giving kisses to each other. He placed wet kisses all across my cheeks, lips, neck. I playfully swatted him away. He embraced me into his arms in a tight hug filled with warmth.
He was mine; my cheeky, loveable Harry again. I'd do anything to make sure it remained that way.
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