Change (punk h.s.)

Chapter 33

HARRY'S POV

"Steph"

It can't be, it's not fucking possible she can not be here. No, not right now. 

I turn around and yes, she is there standing in front of me with that beautiful, haunting smile. Her blonde hair naturally cascading over her shoulders. It's Steph. Stephanie Marie-Anne Dopson.

"Harry", she smiles at me, she walks over to me, opens her arms and wraps them around me. My arms are trapped in her hold and I am too shocked to move. "I missed you", she says, still smiling. I am speechless, completely speechless.

I turn my head to look at Sydney, whose eyes are watery, she looks so sad. Before I can say anything she is already walking away. I am about to call after her but Steph turns my head towards hers, she tries to kiss me but finally I wake up from my trance and I push her away, harsher than I intended. She looks at me with a confused look on her face. "Why'd you do that for?", she asks, her brows furrowed.

"You can't just come back here and kiss me and expect me to go with it! Why are you here anyway? To break my heart again?", I yell back at her. She isn't at all scared of me, I didn't intend to be scary but the first time I yelled at Sydney like that, she was not only scared, she was terrified. "And you just ruined the fucking moment"

"What moment?", she asks, chuckling. "The moment for the time you take that slut to your house, bang her and never call her again?", she smirks. "Yeah, I've got some connections"

"Do not call her a slut. She is nothing like that.", I growl at her, she is even more confused than before. 

"Harry? Have you finally found another girl to break your precious little heart?", she asks with a mocking, childish voice.

"Go fuck yourself", I spit at her, she grabs my hand before I can walk away.

"I think you'll do that for me", she says, smirking like always. I am about to turn around again but she stops me. "I came to here to apologize", she admits, the smirk in her face disappearing. "See I was an attention seeking bitch, I still kind of am but... The point is", she says, taking my hand in hers. "I'm sorry for breaking your heart like that"

"No you're not"

"Yes, I am.", she raises her voice. "I am sorry, I didn't realize how you felt after I got my own heart broken."

"You're lying. You did not get your heart broken, you heartless bitch", I spit at her again. This time she doesn't say anything back, she just slaps me across my face. It didn't really hurt but it caught me completely off guard. "Fuck you" she's the one spitting at me now. She pushes me backwards but I don't budge, I don't give her another chance, I just walk away.

"You know if you walk away now, it's over between us", she yells after me. I let out a dry laugh. 

"When did it even start?"

"Don't you love me?", she asks, she sounds like she is hurt.

"No, not anymore", you know that's not entirely true,

"You know those kind of feelings don't just fade away"

"Yes they do, if you find someone else"

And with that, she steps walks closer to me. I should go, get away from her. I really want to but I can't. She still has some power over me.

SYDNEY'S POV

I am hurt, I really am. I finally told him how I felt about him and of course Steph had to come at that exact moment. Now they are going to get back together, probably love each other until the day they die or Steph will break his heart again. That bitch. I am so fucking mad at her. So mad.