Can you love a ghost? // H.S✔️

19. My boyfriend

^^Hollys summer ball dress^^

Two weeks has past since Harry has visited me in my room, we spoke about anything and everything. We cuddled and kissed all night I don't even know what time I fell asleep in his cool arms.

Since then it's a regular thing he comes to my room every night and we chat about my day, in fact it's more of a counselling session for me regarding Red bitch as she's been on full form recently. I haven't spoken to Louis since I pied him in the school field but I do catch him giving me looks throughout the day.

I'm sitting in the lunch room at school on my own as usual eating the tasteless school food they serve up thinking about the summer ball which is in three days.

I have no date and no dress yet my mum has forced me to go as she says I'll regret it. No I won't I'll regret not spending time with Harry. So she's decided we are going shopping straight after school for a dress.
I get up and take my tray to the rack and place it in the slot.

"I hope you're going to the ball" Louis creeps behind me and places his tray on the rack.

"Why would you care?" I walk away from him only for him to quickly follow me.

"You know why, I care about you. You need to be at the ball you'll regret it" he pulls my hand so I'm facing him.

I look at his strong hand holding mine then up to his face. He is absolutely gorgeous i get butterflies from his touch.

"What? I'll regret whatever prank Jenny throws at me?" I question.

"I'll keep her in check, she won't do anything" he holds my gaze.

"Sure" I roll my eyes and snatch my hand from his and storm out to my next lesson.

The rest of the day is as usual I don't have Louis in any of my classes to defend me and red bitch slowly chips away at me grinding me down. The bell rings and I dash out to get in my mums car so we can go into town for the dress.

"How was today?" She asks nervously as I always bite her head off.

"Same as every other day mum. No one likes me and her throwing insults at me"I say looking at the window. I'm not the girl I use to be. I was always happy go lucky and always stood up for myself but red bitch has worn me down into a depressed state of mind. My only happy place is with Harry. He makes me laugh and makes me feel myself and I can be myself around him.

"It will get better. I know it's taken longer than we thought. But maybe going to the ball will help" she places her hand on my knee and gives it a squeeze.

It won't get better, it should of got better by now too much has happened for it to get better. I hate this school. We arrive at the shop and I'm surrounded by beautiful dresses. I try on what feel like a thousand until I've found the one.

I walk out the dressing room and stand there in front of my mum and wait for her opinion. She brings her hand up to her chin and study's the dress I help her out by doing a spin on the spot so she can get all angles.

"You. Are. Stunning" she gets up and comes over to me and pulls me into her arms.

"What did I do to deserve such a beautiful daughter" she beams at me.

"Mum" I frown "please don't cry it's embarrassing" I shrug her off and laugh.

"So can we get this one?" I smile in the mirror. I love this dress it's flowing and light, perfect for this hot weather we have now been graced with. It's sexy enough without branding me a slut and I'm sure Harry will love this. We've spoken about sex and doing stuff but haven't actually done anything yet. I think we are a bit scared of what we actually do or more to the point what we can do In his state.