Torn (harry styles)

61- Breather

History comes to an end and me and Harry nod goodbye.

There are so many ways me and Harry have dismissed each other but nothing has ever been so...weird. awkward? I don't know.

When I am about to walk home, trouble is coming towards me.

"Skye can I have a word?" Evie's soft voice says to me.

"Sure." I nod and walk further towards her until we are standing opposite each other.

"Listen babe I'm sorry." She pulls a sad face, "I lost my temper with you the other night it and it was stupid."

She was, she was stupid. It was a idiotic thing for her to get so worked up about and she called me a selfish bitch for trying to protect her?

I really should make a point about how out of line she was but this is a battle I don't have the energy to fight.

"It's fine, really. let's just forget about it, and I'll see you Friday?" I smile.

"Yeah! I can't wait! Can I come to yours to get ready? I have to look super hot for Harry!" She shrieks and my muscles contract with pain at the thought of harry checking her out.

"Yeah sure." I giggle and we go our separate ways.

Maybe this really is the end of me and Harry, maybe this is how it ends.

If Evie can get him to fall for her then I'm stuffed, there's nothing I can do.

The more he pushes me away with this whole distance crap, the more Evie can dig her long manicured claws into him without me being there to stop it.

She's not what he needs, he's an insecure, self conscious boy and he needs someone that can make him feel good.

Not just another one of them. I cringe.

He needs something that can help him see the light in his dark, someone that can find heaven in his hell.

Whether that person is me or not is unimportant just as long as he's happy.

Anyway, now I probably can't even be with him because if I did I can sure as hell bet Evie wouldn't be happy.

Those thoughts funnel through my mind every night and everyday for the rest of the week.

It's now Friday, the party starts in 3 hours and Evie is coming over soon.

I have a shower, thoroughly washing my body and hair before getting out, blow drying and straightening my hair.

It was at this point that Evie came over.

"Okay, so do I wear this, this, this or this?" Evie rambles, waving various little mini dresses in my face.

"Wear the maroon one." I tell her and she holds the right strapless maroon dress against her body.

"You're sure he'll like it?" She frowns. eying up her mirror images in search of flaws.

"Yeah, it'll look so nice!" I smile, trying to reassure my best friend that she will be impressing the boy you love is not something I like doing.

She makes a squeaking noise and quickly pulls the dress over her thin body and it looks really good on her, obviously.

"Stunning." I sigh with a smile.

She smooths her hands over her body.
"Make up time!" She smiles.

I don't think I have the will power to dress up tonight, no matter what I wear I will never look as glamorous as Evie.

I pull on some black skinny jeans and a washed black and greyish white coloured tie-dyed T-shirt.