"How's your weekend by the way?" Emily asked me while we grab our lunch to the lunch lady.
"Crazy." I said. still can't believe about last Saturday.
"Tell me." She said, she looks very curious and ready to hear me to say a word.
"The Styles went to our flat" I whispered. Trying to not make other people hear me.
"WHAT?!" She shout-whispered. If I was in her place, I'll be in shock too. Can you imagine you worst enemy going to your flat?
"Did he know how luxurious your life is? Did he hurt you? Did he make fun of you? Did he -" I cut her off.
"No." I said with a very serious tone. I wonder why he didn't hurt or make fun of me that day.
"One more thing, my life is not luxurious okay." I said for the 10098th time. She's been telling me this every time we have conversations.
"Tell me what happened. NOW." Whoa. I've never seen her this curious.
"Let's just find some seat first, okay?" I said as I look at where the tables are. Unfortunately, I didn't saw any unoccupied tables but Emily did.
"There's an unoccupied sit over there!" She pointed an unoccupied table. I look at the corner where Emily pointed her finger. OMG. No. Not there. The table is besides Harry and his friends. No way. I remembered his death glare and his evil smile. I am so dead. I can't eat next to their table. Harry's eating tacos and his friends are eating real lunch. I stared at their table for like 10 seconds until Harry noticed me. I immediately turned around and pretended that I was looking for an unoccupied sit.
"Hey." Harry shouted. Emily noticed Harry was looking at me.
"Please don't tell me he's calling you." Emily whispered. I didn't say a word. I didn't even looked at her. Emily knew I'm not comfortable in this situation.
"Excuse me Styles, but who are you talking to?" Emily asked confidently.
"Your friend, Carter." No way. I don't want any trouble today.
Everyone in the cafeteria stopped talking. Even the lunch lady stopped whatever she is doing. Everything in this 4 cornered room is silent. Obviously, everyone is waiting for me to be humiliated in front of them. I can see some girls getting their phone and getting ready to record this situation. Great. Just great.
All I can feel right now is fear. How can possibly all the people here look at me? Did I do something wrong? Am I a suspect of a crime or something? Cold sweats. I can feel cold sweats in my body. My pale skin is getting paler than ever. I feel sick. I struggled turning my head towards Emily's direction because I don't totally feel right at this freaking moment.
Emily looked at me. "Are you okay?"
Suddenly everything went black.
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"Are you sure you're ready, dear?" Mrs. Norris asked for the 10th time.
"I'm okay and ready, Mrs. Norris. It's not like I have cancer or something." That would probably the worst sentence I've said for this morning.
"Goodness Gracious!" She did the sign of the cross and did a 10 seconds prayer. Yeah, she's a Roman Catholic.
"Don't ever say that again, will you." She said with a firm voice.
"I'm sorry" I felt a little bit of guilt because she treats me like I'm her real daughter. She doesn't want me to get hurt.
When I woke up yesterday at the clinic of our school, I saw her standing right beside my bed. She's praying the Holy Rosary and she's praying that nothing bad will happen to me (like cancer or something bad disease). And there was worried Emily, standing beside Mrs. Norris. They got surprised when they noticed that I was awake. The nurse said that I was fine and I have to go home to get some rest. So, I went home early from school and rested for the whole day.
"Don't forget to drink your medicine." Mrs. Norris said, interrupting my thoughts.
"I won't. Promise." I smiled at her and give her a kiss on the cheek.
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"Oh my God, that's her!"
"Is that the girl who fainted at the cafeteria? What a loser!"
"What in front of Harry Styles? That's just weird!"
Okay. I've heard enough. My fainting moment is the trending topic in our school. Great. It's our lunch break and I decided to eat in the comfort room. ALONE. To be honest, I'm not an anti-social type of person but I guess, people hate me because I'm a loser. Fortunately, no one is there. So, I sat on the last unoccupied cubicle and locked it.
Finally. No. More. People. I grab my apple and bit it. Suddenly, I heard the comfort room door opened and also laughter. I shrieked a little and I instantly lift my feet so no one will notice I'm around.
"Gosh, that girl is such a loser." I heard a girl's voice. Probably Ashley's. Harry Styles girlfriend.
Great. Can this day get any worse?
"Tell me about it. More like an attention-seeker." Another girl said.
"Can you imagine, Harry Styles brought her to the clinic?! I would die for that!" The girl said.
What? Harry Styles did what?!
Author's Note: I'm so sorry that it took me months to update. A lot of things happened these past few months. I'm preparing myself for college and there were a lot of school works. Also, we had a calamity in our place and it flooded like there's tomorrow. We lost power for few days so yeah. I'm really sorry.
By the way, I literally made this chapter short because the next chapter is really long. A lot of things will happen and You will know about Ashley nin the next part!
xoxo

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Collide - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction
FanfictionCarter is a 15 year old girl who lives in Holmes Chapel. No one knew in her school that's she's PRETTY rich and has a massive house (they knew that she's rich but not that massive). Her mom's a producer in a music company and her dad's an entreprene...