Stay High (Harry Styles Fanfic, possibly british 2)

This chapter sucks

•Ella's pov•

With Lana being here the past few days I've been super happy. Arisa and Lan get on super well, the three of us together are a mess.

Arisa is also super supportive of all of Lana's baby decisions and she has decided to come with Lana and I when we go to the uk this weekend to talk to zayn.

Were taking a few days off work to have an early, and quite unexpected, girls holiday.

I still haven't heard from Harry. Im also still undecided on wether or not I still love him.

I have found myself with my thumb hovering above the call button wondering if I should try to talk to him first. Im too much of a weenie to do it though. I need to grow some balls and just do it, I will eventually I'm sure.

"Babe you've been sitting there holding your phone like that for 5 minutes. Turn that sh-t off and let's go get mani pedis" Lana shrieked

I shifted as I hit the lock button and shoved my phone in my pants pocket.

I heard Arisas heels clanking down the hall and looked over to find Lana wearing heels as well. Which is slightly awkward for a 6 foot tall pregnant woman.

I shuffled back to my room and threw on a large sweater some leggings and some high heeled cowgirl boot looking thingys. I'm not really sure what to categorize these shoes as. Arisa insisted I get them because they look very 'chic' with my good calf muscles.

Wearing whore heels every night of the week will do some amazing things to your legs.

I grabbed a purse and slung it over my shoulder as I headed out the door. the other two girls were already waiting for me in the car.

When we arrived at the nail shop I was beyond ready to get out of the car. Every time the two of those girls laugh I swear I want to rip out their hair strand by strand. My counselor says that I'm starting to go through withdrawals from the marijuana. I'm proud of myself though, one whole month drug free.

It's really nice to have a feeling of accomplishment, especially when I've just come out of such a low point in my life. But it's time like these that make me want to smoke a joint, or five.

When we took our chairs and finally got to put our feet in the bubbly foot water my nerves began to calm.

"Lana" I smiled

"Yeah?" she whipped her head around sending her mop of curls flying into her face

"I'm really glad you came back for me."

"Awh love, not even the gods above could seperate the two of us." she sing songed. once she noticed whom she just referred to her bright smile faded. So did mine.

"Ella I swear I didn't mean to. I. Some times I forget, it just slipped my mind." she grasped for words that weren't there

"Hey." I offered her a grin " it's fine, he's obviously moved on, so now I have too."

And that's when I decided I don't need Harry. He is no longer my addiction, and I no longer need drugs to forget about him. I will move forward with my life, as I assume he already has.

"What would you like your nails to look like?" the small soft eyes woman in front of me asked politely.

"Uhmmmmm. How about you make them look like pizza..."

Arisa and Lana both just rolled their eyes at me.

The woman proceeded with caution, but when she was done I could tell she was hungry.

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I want to know what he flip I just wrote. Can anyone explain to me what is wrong with me. PLEASE.

Lol now I'm literally starving so I'm gonna go eat some cheese.

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Eat a pizza #pizzaforniall