HIS//H.S//

Chapter twenty eight

I found my way to a park. I love how they remind me of my childhood when my mom was alive.

"Can I have that swing?" Some little girl asks me and I smile at her nodding getting up.

"Mommy! Look at me!" The little girl said trying to swing.

She reminds me of me when I was little, when my mind was so pure so simple.

I stayed at that park until I could see the stars twinkling in the night, just like how the sky reminded me of harry. I started to tear up at the thought of him.

'No, no crying.' I told myself wiping my tears.

"Seat taken?" Said a familiar voice. I look up to see zayn.

"What the fuck do you want. I'm not in the mood." I said and he smirked.

"Damn you're hot when you're mad." He said and I scuffed.

"What do you want." I growled.

"Just to talk." He said smirking causing me to roll my eyes and walk away until a pull on my arm turned me around and I hiss at his hand on my arm, the arm that had cuts on it.

"Aww what happened to your arm?" Zayn asks with fake pity causing me to jerk away.

"Leave me alone." I said walking away and happily he didn't follow.

I didn't know where I was going to sleep tonight but I do know that I need to find out soon.

I find myself at the bus stop, looking around I see sketchy people. Some asking for money and some just tripping off some angel dust.

"You're a pretty thang." Said some old man sitting next to me. He touched my cheek causing me to stand up fast and walk away.

I was now just walking the streets, when I heard a car horn. The headlights blinded me causing me to squint and put my arms in front of my eyes.

"Darcy? Thank fucking god!" Someone said and I raised a eyebrow not seeing who it is until he gets out of the car. It's Niall.

"Hey." I said fake smiling and he looked at me with pity.

"Come on, let's go back to the house." Niall said causing me to shake my head.

"I can't." Tears where in my eyes threatening to fall.

"Why not?"

"Everyone hates me." I sobbed sitting on the curb with my hands hiding my face as I did so.

"No no come on, no one hates you." Niall said hugging me.

"Come on let's just go it's getting cold."

I followed him, not wanting another person to hate me. I knew for a fact harry did and I hate Liam now.

When Niall opened the door I seen Liam on the couch and when he seen me he smiled, I looked at him with a straight face going up the stairs to the guest bedroom not wanting to bother anyone.

God this is almost as bad as the orphanage I was in. Everyone hated me, and I didn't know the reason...but harry hates me and he has a right to...what I did was fucked up. But I had legitimate feelings for him.

Just then I heard a knock on my door and in came Liam.

"Get out." I said not wanting to fight but I didn't want to see him.

"What did I do?" Liam said and I was so angry I balled my fists, grabbing the bedding.

"Everything! You ruined it! You fucking piece of shit!" I yelled throwing everything off my desk.

"Fuck you! Fuck everyone right?" I screamed laughing as I did so.

"Fuck you , I don't need anyone!" I screamed now sobbing as I threw a vase at Liam.

"Calm down!" Liam yelled charging at me and I backed up.

"Get the fuck away from me! Get away!" I screamed just then harry was in the door way. We made direct eye contact.

"Stop acting like this what's gotten into you?!" Liam yelled pushing me into the wall.

I thought Liam was the sweet one.

"Get the hell off of me." I said spitting in his face and he let go of me wiping it off and I ran to the door as harry moved I ran down the stairs to find Niall.

"Niall! Niall!" I cry and sure enough he was in his room so I went in there and just talked about everything.

"Wait so harry believed that?" Niall asked and I nodded.

"God that man is dumb, it's obvious you fancy him." He snickered and I nod.

"I really do, but I feel like I fucked up." I said and Niall nodded patting my knee.

"Go talk to him." Niall was now serious.

"What no, absolutely not. He will just kill me." I said looking at Niall as if he was insane.

"Just do it darce, it's the best thing to do." He said and I huffed because he was right.

It was the best thing I could do right now. I got up and made my way to Harry's room. Not knocking I walked in to see him without a shirt on messing with his record player.

"What do you want." Harry said giving me a side glare and I suck in a breath.

"I-I.."

"God spit it out I don't have all day." Harry said turning around with the record that I could hear that it was in fact the neighborhood.

"Can I just, talk to you..." looking at the ground his response was weird.

"Five minutes." He said as he sat on his bed.

Thank god I have time to explain.