It has been a week. It was dreary and miserable, like me. I eventually rolled out of bed and wrapped myself in my colourful quilt and went down stairs. My hair was notty messy, my face was breaking out and I had deep dark bags under my eyes. I looked terrible. Nothing has ever effected me like this before. I heard the flop of the heavy blanket behind me as I decended the stair case. I heard voices down stairs and hesitated. I decided not to be an idiot and kept going. I hadn't been down stairs for days and hadn't eaten for longer. I turned the corner into the kitchen and all froze. Only Niall, Louis and Liam were there. They were staring in horror. I tried to ignore it and kept going. They still stared as I helped myself to toast. I sat at the table with them and they finally stopped gaping.
"You look terrible." Liam muttered.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Niall asked.
"Don't bother guys." Louis muttered. "Been like this for days. It's a miracle she's out of bed."
I waved my hand in the air dismissivly. They mumbled something and looked back down at the table. I decided now was a good time to tell Louis something I needed to, something he probably wouldn't like.
"Loui, I should probably tell you that I'm going back to school." I muttered.
He coughed and choked on his eggs.
"What!? Why!?" He demanded.
"I can't be home schooled with just Harry." I explained.
He nodded but still looked ticked off.
"Mia, you know I don't want you around those people without me." He said.
"It's a new school! Roxy and Remi go there! I already know a few people. I'll be fine." I said.
He opened his mouth to say something but stopped when the doorbell rang.
"Harry and Zayn." Niall muttered.
I quickly got up from the table and ran to my room. Even just the sound of his name made me feel pain.
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It has been another week. I awoke to a rather cold day and checked the clock. 7 am. No one else was up so I had a quiet breakfast and quickly bryshed my teeth before getting dressed. I wore this: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=41797181. I ran down stairs and saw the five boys moaning and groaning about the early morning.
"Why are you up so early!?" Zayn moaned.
"School dumb arse! Now which one of you is driving me?" I asked.
They looked dumbfounded and Louis looked annoyed.
"I'll take her." Liam said.
He was the only one dressed so that was probably best. He grabbed the keys and stood beside me. I hiched my purple tote bag higher on my shoulder and salute them.
"Have fun, see you later." I said, trying not to look at Harry.
Louis came over quickly and whispered.
"Promise me no more boys." He said.
"I'm sixteen. Stop being so protective!" I hissed.
"I don't want you to be hurt again so soon." He replied.
"Don't worry about me!" I said, and turned sharply.
I followed Liam out the front door, slamming it behind me. We jumped into the van and the engine roared to life.
"Why would you want to go back to school?" Liam asked.
"I told you I don't want to be around Harry." I muttered.
"I thought you said you were over it." He stated.
"I am!" I protested.
I'd been lying like this every day to make them all feel better. I knew they were still suspicious, hearing me cry every night. Every night I cried myself to sleep.
"Will you miss anything about him?" He quizzed.
"No!" I answered hastily.
I suddenly wished the school wasn't so far from the house.
"Not his smile, his hug," He said every word slowly. "the way he ran his fingers through your hair or his soft kiss..."
He trailed off, saying it dreamily as if to tempt me. It did. I felt a lump in my throat and tears ran down my cheeks. Liam reached out and squeezed my shoulder before hugging me with one arm.
"You still have feelings for him." He stated.
"Of course I do! I'll never feel normal again! And it'll never go away!" I exclaimed.
I knew Liam suddenly felt bad for making me cry. I wiped away my tears and a few minutes later we arrived at school. I hugged him tightly and entered through the huge front doors. It was exactly as I remember it. Big with students scrambling everywhere and lockers lining the walls. I had been here previously and knew where my locker was, right next to Remi and Roxy's. I began walking up the hall and felt the exact feeling I used to. Everything seemed the same. As I hit the next corridor I saw more kids fiddling with their lockers and they were more of the varsity athelets. I got a lot of stares, and as I walked further up catc-calls and whistles followed me. It got worse as I delved further into the school. More shouts and calls of admiration followed me. I saw Remi and Roxy smirking ahead. I got to my locker and sighed slamming the door open.
"Did we forget to tell you that your locker was in the same hall as the varsity athelets?" Remi asked, stifling a laugh.
"No!" I growled.
They laughed. I grabbed my books, checked my shedual and quickly made my way to History.
