Fuck it.
Why should he even try anymore?
Novelly knew Harry liked her now, it was obvious! And the worst part was Harry couldn't do shit about it. He had to face her everyday when he walked into second period, when Louis invited him to parties. (Like Louis would ever even talk to him again). Harry was in a fucked up position, when everything was suppose to be going good and just fine- something like this happened, and he couldn't stop it.
"You okay honey?" Jasmine rubbed Harry's back while she drove him to Niall's house. Harry had decided he needed to surround himself with more people like him, plus Niall was a great guy and a great distraction from his fucked up life so why not?
"Just fine."
"You seem stressed, like you're deep in thought."
"I am."
"I won't push you to tell me anything- but," Jasmine paused, glancing from Harry to the road every so often. "I'm worried about you."
Harry was quiet.
"I think you're depressed."
"What?" Harry gasped.
"Yes, I think you're depressed. And you have every right to be, but I just wanna help you."
"I know you do Jasmine, I'm just having a hard time right now, I'll get over it."
Harry shook his head, wanting to stop the subject but Jasmine only kept making it worse.
"I think it's time you tell your mother where you've been staying, I think it's time to finally let it all out in the open and if she takes you back home- she'll take you back home, maybe she'll wake up and realize that it was so bad at home that you decided to run away behind her back. Maybe things can change. And maybe things will go good and she'll understand and let you stay with me.." She rambled on.
"You know things won't go good."
"I know, I just don't feel right going behind her back like that."
"I understand." Harry's replies were clip and short, not wanting to have this conversation.
"I care about you so much Harry, I hope you know that."
"I do."
"I just want a better life for you, I know what you have right now isn't fair and what you have right now isn't enough, but I wanna help make it better, I wanna be there for you, Harry."
"I know you do, Jasmine- but right now, I just wanna keep moving forward and hope it gets better instead of stopping everything now to make it better."
"Well, it's your life, I can't make you do anything you don't want, all I can do is guide you and hope you do the right thing."
"I got drunk last night." Harry blurted out.
"What? I thought you were at Niall's?"
"No. He wasn't sick either I just told you that because I didn't stay out all night. But I was invited to a party by Novelly's boyfriend, I thought maybe I could talk and get close to her but everyone ended up getting me drunk and I just ruined all my chances with Novelly, she doesn't want anything to do with me now, that's why I'm so god damn upset right now. Everything was going good and then.. This... This just... Happened and I'm sick of this stuff happening to me! I'm sick of it! I'm sorry I lied to you, I really am, I just- I don't know I thought if I went and hung out with some people I could get my mind off of things, but I didn't. I'm sorry for lying, you have every right to ground me."
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I Dare You
أدب الهواةHarry, the boy who always obeyed and did what everyone told him to do. The boy who got the nickname Daring Harry because he always did his dare. The boy who lived with an abusive step father, a mother working two jobs and a royal bitch for a sister...