Forever & Always?

Chapter 5;

   I woke up, looking outside the window, smiling from yesterday’s memory in the cafe with Blake. I got up, waddled to the bathroom and did my regular shit. When I got back, I checked my phone for any messages from Blake. Instead of seeing any messages from Blake, I saw 10 missed calls from Harry. So now he pays attention to me ? He finally has time for me.

    When I looked through all the messages, they all consisted of ‘sorry’ and ‘please talk to me.’ Should I call him? I was about to press the call button, but all of a sudden it started ringing and I saw Harry’s name pop up. Should I answer it? 

  Fuck my feelings. I pressed answer. “What do you want?” I asked in the most irritated voice I could voice over. Actually, I was content that he was concerned about me. “I want to explain what happened yesterday,” he sounded very heartbroken at that statement. “Meet me at the park around 3. I’ll explain everything. I promise.” I could tell he had hope in his voice. I sighed. I didn't want to see his face, but I wanted to hear his reason. “Okay.” I sounded so cold, heartless and bitter. I want him to feel the way I felt. The feeling of being hurt, abandoned and lied to. I'm gonna leave him there. I hung up and stared at it for a second, then it beeped once again.

  It was a text message from Blake. “Hey. Wanna go to a party with me tonight at 8? I’ll pick you up around 7:00” I smiled at it. I replied “Yeah. I do”

    It was only ten in the morning, so I had nothing to do. Should I meet up with Harry? No, he hurt me. He lied to me. I want him to feel the same way.

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    It’s now seven. I’m all ready for the party. Leggings, a blouse, and sneakers. Since it's a high school party, no doubt there would be alcohol. Since I was wearing leggings and a blouse, I had nowhere to put my phone. So I decided to stuff it in my bra. I needed padding anyways.

    I checked my phone, no calls. Harry probably didn’t show up. He would’ve called if I wasn’t there. My voicemail would be filled completely. But no, nothing.

He must've been busy with a recording session or was too busy with his girlfriend.

    I heard a knock on my door. Wow, he’s early. He said seven. Oh, well. I jogged down the stairs and opened the door. I smiled as I saw Blake dressed up in baggy jeans and a regular shirt. He looked pretty cute. “Ready?” His smile was one of the cutest things that was ever created on the planet. “Yup.” I smiled. I headed out and closed the door behind me without telling anyone where I was headed.

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   I wasn’t that stupid to accept any drinks from anyone or drink the fruit punch from the bowl. I went to the cooler and got bottled water. That was probably the only thing I digested at the party.

I was having fun, actually. Until I lost Blake. Where was he? This place was filled with people I don’t know. They were all jumping from the loud, blaring music from the speakers. I decided to head for the exit, because I thought it would be easier for me to spot Blake.

    As I was leaving, someone grabbed me. They slapped their hand over my mouth so I wouldn’t scream. Not like anyone would hear me, this party was like a club. Bumping music everywhere, I swear, if there were more people added, we could be causing an earthquake. He whispered in my ear, “Quiet. I’m gonna have fun with you tonight.” I could smell alcohol lingering in his breath. Damn, these people.

    Obviously the person who abducted me was a man. He dragged me inside the house and pushed me inside a pitch dark room and I heard a lock. ‘click.’ I am in deep shit right now.

    I was breathing heavily as he picked me up and threw me on a soft surface, a bed I suppose.

You are not kidding me right now. No doubt I’m losing my virginity tonight. Oh, god. He got on top of me and started kissing me on my neck, holding down both of my hands. I was very uncomfortable. Especially with the reek of alcohol filling my nostrils. I squirmed, but it was no use. His hands were holding mine. I wanted to scream, but nothing came out. I was too scared to even trust my voice. Both of his legs were on either side of me. I had a chance to escape.

    I lifted up my leg with all the force I could use and hopefully my knee would land on his crotch. After my first try, I heard a shout of pain and he rolled over, freeing me from all his weight.

Success!!

I searched the room for the door, my heart pacing from all the adrenaline the panic was giving me.

I found a knob, I twisted it but it wouldn’t budge. I searched for the lock.

    I heard a moan and a thump. He probably got up. I need to hurry. I found something that felt like a lock. Let's just hope I can twist it, then I heard a click. Thank you, God!

   I opened the door and saw light fill in the room. Run. Run. It was the only thing going through my mind. I wouldn’t look back. My feet were moving as fast as they could. Left, right, left right. My heart was pounding hard. I found the exit, but I wasn’t stopping there. I knew there was a park just two blocks away. There was a basketball court there. There were lights. I ran in that direction.

As I ran towards the park, it started to rain. Not like drizzlings, but I mean it showered, like God had been holding his pee for a long time.

It was still raining when I got to the park and I realized I was supposed to meet Harry here. I felt bad. I was drenched and I was shivering. It was storming out. I headed over to the bench next to the tree, when I saw a tall, lean figure leaning on it. Could that be..? No. 

He waited for me this whole time? It’s about 9. He waited 6 hours. He didn't. Should I walk up to him? He would probably get mad. After a few minutes of debating on whether or not I should go up to him, my guilt took over, and slowly my feet led me to a shivering Harry.

He looked so cold and helpless. I felt terrible. I was a bitch. I still am one.

    He saw me and he smiled. “You came.” I looked at him like he was crazy. “Yeah, like six hours later. I can’t believe you waited up. I thought you would’ve ditched since you didn't call.”

  I felt like a total asshole. All I could think about was that Harry stood here for six hours and still stayed when it was raining pee. “I didn’t call because if I did, you probably wouldn't have answered. And knowing you, you probably would've gotten back at me cause of what happened last night.” His arms were covering his chest, he was obviously freezing.

  “If you knew I wouldn’t have come, then why did you wait up?” I questioned. It was true. If he knew me, he wouldn't have stayed so long. “I don't know. There was just another part of me that hoped you would come. Now you’re here. It’s all that matters. You probably still want that explanation-”

   I kissed him. Right there. Right then. My hands were cupped on his cheeks and I was on the tip of my toes. After a couple of seconds, he kissed back, putting his hands on my hips and pulling me closer, trying to deepen the kiss. I could feel the rain drench my clothes as he held me, but I didn’t care.

As long as I had Harry. Harry Styles

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