Fat girl worries

Chapter Six

Sky's P.O.V

What just happened? I repeated over and over in my head, did I just imagine everything because I'm a bit drunk, of course I did! He was just being nice because he felt bad about the scars. He looked at me the way everyone looks at me when they see them, like I'm some fragile little girl who needs everyone's attention or she'll kill herself, but I'm not.

     I pushed my way through the people dancing and grabbed another drink right before I left the house. I walked over to the little bench all the way on the other side of the yard. I sat with my back to the house, just wanting to be alone for a little bit.

"Hey!" someone said and I almost fell off the chair. "Don't sneak up on me!" I yelled and the person laughed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell." I apologised immediately. Turning slightly to see who it was, I grunted when I saw Zayn's face. "Listen, I'm sorry about earlier okay." I glared at him. "What do you have against Louis?" I questioned. "Nothing!" Zayn said and sat down next to me. "I do not believe you, why do you keep being assholes to him then? Hmmm?" The alcohol effecting my speech. Zayn chuckled, coming very close to my face.

       "Back up, bitch." I mumbled and tried to get away from Zayn's face. But I couldn't. He laughed, suddenly leaning in. I couldn't help myself as I kissed him back. His kiss sent shivers down my spine all the way to my small toe, the shivers got worse as he touched my leg, I couldn't stop the moan that escaped from my lips. He tasted delicious. He smiled and I took the opportunity to enter his mouth, I caught him off guard which caused him to moan and myself to smile. We sat and made out for a bit before I heard someone clear their throat behind us.

At first I ignored it, but then the person did it again. I pulled away and looked to see who it was. "Could you not?" escaped my mouth before I could think. "Could you not be kissing my boyfriend?" It was Morgan. I glanced at Zayn and then back at her. "What?" I asked, totally confused. "Are you retarded or something? Can you not understand? Is the fat effecting your brain cells?" Zayn laughed. "Jesus Morgan, chill out, we're not even dating." She averted her crazy eyes towards Zayn.

     I took this opportunity to get the fuck out of there. I was not gonna get into another fight today. Not today Satan! I yelled internally then started laughing at myself, I'm such good company. Then something caught my attention, it was Harry walking out the door, looking pissed as fuck. I slowly followed him, without looking suspicious I slowly walked out the door and saw him climb in his car. Guess this is my time to go.

He pulled away and I started walking the same way I got in here, I turned the corner and I could see his tail lights a few miles away. I grunted because I was tired and it was a far walk. Lol you're fat cause you're lazy. The little voice inside my head said. "Shurrup." I said to myself, then started laughing cause she was right. I made it to the car and Harry looked irritated as fuck. "What's eating your ass?" I mumbled as he pulls away. "Zayn eating your face."

    I smirked, "He's a good kisser." I lay my head back and turned it to stare at Harry. His whole body was tense. "Are you okay?" I asked. "No! I'm not okay! I asked you to stay away from my friends then you go and almost fuck one in someone's backyard!" his voice was so angry that it actually made me a little bit more sober. "This is why I didn't want to bring you with me! Because stuff like this happen. My friends are dicks! Zayn has a girlfriend but he also wants to know what it's like being with a fat girl! You're just a prize to him!" I didn't say anything. "What?! No smart mouth reply? Do you really think someone like you could get someone like Zayn?"

"That's it!" I exploded. "Stop the fucking car!" I took him by surprise. "What?!" He didn't listen so I reached and pulled my door open. "Are you fucking crazy!" He yelled as he slammed on the breaks. He reached over and pulled the door closed. "Stop that!" He yelled as he kept his hand on the door and I had to fight him to try to open it. "Let! Me! Out!" I yelled. "No!" He yelled back.

      As I turned to try to push him away, his face was right by mine. I stopped fighting, and so did he. He just stared at my face. I don't know what came over me but I closed the little distance between our mouths, barely touching his soft lips with mine. He didn't move away immediately, it took him a few seconds before he pulled away and suddenly pushed me. "What the fuck!" He yelled as he wiped his mouth clean. My eyes widened in shock at his violent outburst. Since he wasn't holding on to the door handle any more I opened the door and jumped out, not even bothered to close the it behind me.

I walked as fast as my telly tubby legs could take me. I heard him climb out as well. I didn't realise I was crying until I couldn't see clearly anymore. "Skylar I'm sorry I pushed you." Harry was a few feet behind me, catching up quickly. I folded my arms over my chest and just kept walking. "Skylar come on!" I ignored him again. "Whatever! Fuck this shit!" He shouted.

        I heard the car start again and then he sped past me, turning right at the stop street. I had no idea where I was to be honest, and Harry just left. Whatever, maybe I'll realise where I am when I turn the same way he did, I'll find my way.