Butterflies || [Harry Styles fanfiction]

Eighteen

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The sound of the alarm clock makes me jump in this uncomfortable bed. I groan and roll over my back so that I can take it and shut it off. Another day of this beautiful routine, note the sarcasm. I sit up in the bed and look around the bedroom. I don't like how it feels to be all alone - by my own - in this new room. Yep, you've heard it right. New room. More like new 'dorm'.

After what happened with Harry, that night, I decided it'd be better. As I thought it is better to be by my own.

It's been a month since that day, and it's almost christmas. Finally. One week to go! I may sound excited, but I'm not. I'm not the christmas-type of girl. It means going back to Pennsylvania, and I don't like that.

Never mind, it's been a month already. After those kind words that came out from Harry's mouth, I decided it was enough with the 'drama experience'. I needed to make up my head and clear it. I decided to leave the sorority. I talked to Maya and she was 'so gutted Ciara had to leave'. Apparently she felt like I was a sister already. Fake bitch.

I knew she was glad I had left the house without her having to kick me out. She didn't have reasons though. I haven't talked to Helena since I left. I became a non-grata in that house, because it seems that, when you leave your 'sisters', it's like a betrayal. It's stupid, this is college, life, real life, not Game of Thrones.

Nevertheless, I don't feel the need to talk to any of them. Helena was my only friend there, and apparently she can't talk to me anymore. It's stupid, but I don't really care about it. Well, yes I do, but we'll see how things work out.

I stand up and grab my stuff, heading to the bathroom. I take a quick shower, and it feels really good to have the hot water against my skin. This is the only time in the whole day where I feel relaxed. I jump out of the shower and wrap the towel around my body. I change into a pair of blue jeans, a white cotton sweater. I put a pair of white sneakers and comb my hair. It's pretty messy so it's difficult to put it straight. After 10 minutes of swearing, I finally have it combed, so I put it on a ponytail. It shouldn't have done this, since the hair is half wet yet, but I don't want to look like a lion once it's finally dry. I put a bit of cologne and grab my bag leaving the dorm and closing the door once I'm out.

I walk through the corridors, making my way to the first floor and then to my first class. Talking about my dorm, yes, I live there alone. I didn't want to bother Ellie, because apparently she has a new roomate. It was really hard to get a dorm, but the college decided to give me one. My mum was pretty upset about me leaving the sorority, but I told her I wasn't comfortable and I wanted to 'succeed' in this career, so she gave up.

I make it to my first class just in time. My hands are sweaty thinking about what I shouldn't be thinking. I have advanced computing. Why am I even nervous? I'm over him. Plus he probably ditched again.

I step into the class and my eyes scan every single place. Once again, he's not here. I see Niall writing something down on his notebook, a frown on his face. He seems pretty concentrated. He looks up and his blue ocean eyes lock with mine. I give him a small smile and he waves, smiling back.

I walk to my usual seat, which it's not next to Niall. That's Harry's seat, and a part of me wishes to see him entering the class. It's always the same. I spend the classes we have in common looking at the door, hoping he would knock the door, and walk into the class without saying 'sorry for being late'. I don't want to talk to him, I really don't. I should apologize for being a bitch back that day. He opened his heart and he looked at me, asking for a reply, but I said nothing.

It's been a month since the last time I saw Harry. I haven't asked Niall nor Zayn about him, even though I've seen them plenty times. I didn't ask Louis when I went to his coffee shop last saturday, and I didn't ask Liam when we had a coffee together on Sunday.