Twinning

Chapter 14

I settle into bed when my phone rings. I glance at the caller ID but it's a random number, so I press ignore. About a minute later, the same number calls, so I decide to pick up.

"Hello?" I ask, slightly annoyed that someone would call at 11:30 on a school night.

"Jen." I don't really recognize the voice,

"Who is this?" I demand,

"Someone." My God they're stubborn.

"I'm gonna hang up." I say,

"Okay okay no. It's Louis." I bite my cheek and sit down onto the bed,

"What the hell do you want?"

"To apologize." I scoff and roll my eyes,

"Go on."

"I had no idea what I was doing. I feel like a horrible person and I didn't know it affected you. When I saw you cry, I just broke down and cried when I got home..." I just can't imagine Louis crying.

"I uh... How do you want me to respond to that?" I hear him sigh on the other end of the line.

"I dunno. Just accept my apology?" I consider this for a moment,

"Okay." There's a pause, "goodnight Lou." He sighs,

"Yeah, night Jen."

•

Harry texts me that he's out front so I grab my backpack and throw it on. I actually wore a dress today, it's white lace. It's Friday so why not? I know I'll get a lot of shit for it, but I don't really care. I walk out to his car and I see his expression change as soon as he sees me,

"What's the special occasion?" Harry asks me with a smirk.

"Does there have to be one?" I inquire. He shrugs,

"Well I like it, you should wear things like this more often." I smile wide and I feel my stomach flop.

"Thanks!" He throws the car into reverse and begins backing up.

"I talked to Marcel..." Harry begins,

"And?" He shakes his head,

"Yeah he's been spending all his time with Alyssa." I roll my eyes and stare out the window,

"Why?" I ask and he just shrugs, "he knows how much she hates me and how horrible to me she is." I wanna cry for some reason, but not in front of Harry. I haven't even really seen Marcel for a couple days and he's already sneaking out late with Alyssa. For the rest of the drive, we discuss the matter, and then pull into the student parking lot right next to my car. Across the lot, we see Marcel and Alyssa. He pushes her up against the car and their lips connect. I feel my stomach flop and I get out of the car, disgusted. Harry steps out and pops the trunk for us to get our backpacks,

"What the hell is my brother doing?!" Harry pulls on his backpack and walks up to Marcel and Alyssa. I follow behind,

"Hey, Marcel. Having fun?" Harry asks, hatred in his voice. Marcel pulls away and, seeing me, he immediately steps back, his eyes wide.

"Oh, hey Jen!" Alyssa speaks, obviously offended that I wore a dress today, "fancy seeing you here. With Harry." She smirks. I roll my eyes and I feel the tension rising.

"He drove me to school, is that a problem?" I ask,

"Nope, Marcel drove me, too." She answers. I turn to Marcel who is too ashamed to look up,

"C'mon, Jen. I think we should go now." To my surprise, Harry takes my hand, intertwining our fingers, and he wedges in between Marcel and Alyssa, nudging Marcel and glaring at him. We walk inside and I never pull away from his grasp. We stop walking once we get into the building and Harry looks down at our hands, our fingers fitting perfectly in between each other's. He rubs his thumb over my soft hand and then looks up to meet my gaze. His eyes are caring and he finally speaks, "I'm so sorry you had to see that. That's so horrible of Marcel to do," I shrug and he pulls me in for a side hug, wrapping one hand around my shoulder and the other still clinging to my hand. I close my eyes and take a deep breath through my nose, smelling the comforting smell that is Harry Styles.