Anonymous| lrh

12| "you look like you've been on a week cocaine cleanse."

It was raining, hard. So hard I thought for a second the heavy raindrops were going to pierce the roof of my beloved car.

On the bright side, Hannah got back home yesterday which means today is the first day I've seen her in a whole week and I am very, very happy. Not that spending some quality alone time with the boys was bad per say, just a lot of work.

"You look ready for the day," my best friend told me as we sat in the parking lot.

I looked down at my outfit: a sweatshirt and extremely baggy sweatpants. It was Monday and I was definitely not feeling like dressing decent. "Thanks, I know."

One, well the only thing I was excited for today was sixth period. I was itching just to see what Anonymous had, or was going to reply with.

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"These chicken nuggets suck," Ashton sighed pushing his lunch tray away.

"Ash, they're from the school cafeteria what do you expect?" Hannah laughed next to me. I was incredibly happy to have Han back in town. As entertaining as it was spending alone time with the boys, it was also exhausting.

"Yeah mate, I really don't know why you keep buying shit from the cafeteria when you know it's gonna be gross," Michael said as he aimlessly scrolled through his phone.

"I'm hungry!" Ashton groaned in defense.

A never ending cycle: Ashton buys his lunch from the cafeteria, he doesn't eat it, then complains. This has happened everyday since freshman year and he still hasn't learned.

"So Hannah," Calum cleared his throat. "How was your trip?"

"Oh yeah! Where did you even go?" Luke chimed in, tearing his eyes away from his cellphone.

"It was good!" She started. "My mom and I went to Melbourne to visit my grandma for a week and it was nice. She cooked me a lot of food and I got to pet her dog."

We all nodded as Hannah described to us the highlights, as well as some downsides of her trip. The long drive and lack of service was according to Hannah, the absolute worst part but being away from Sydney was fun. Even if was only for a short week.

"You have to tell me everything," Hannah gushed as she led me to her locker in the most crowded hallway of the school.

I groaned at the memory of Harry and I's little outing a few days ago. I texted Hannah the minor details, simply explaining that it didn't go well and that I left early. "Well basically, Liam asked me for Harry which was the first red flag I know. But, I went anyway because Harry would leave me alone after you know? So I go, well Luke and the boys made me let them take me so they dropped me off at RJ'S and Harry and I are sitting and he hints to having plans to hook up with me after and I told him hell no and I got mad and left."

"Yikes," Hannah pursed her lips as she realigned her text books. "Has he tried texting you? Calling? Talking in person?"

Without saying anything, I handed Hannah my phone with Harry and I's text messages visible on the small screen.

With an eyebrow raised, the brunette handed my phone back, "that's ridiculous. What an asshole, just telling you to not spread it around school?"

"I know right," I rolled my eyes, pocketing my phone.

"Are you?" She questioned. "Going to tell anyone."

Harry does deserve the whole school to know what a complete dick he is, yes. But I am a remotely nice person and don't want to do that to him.