Falling for the impossible (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 15

I walked back through the door and sat down in the living room a smile on my face. This was the best plan ever. Period.

No, I wan't the type of girl that did this stuff, I had trust issues and Harry Styles showed me I should've never trusted him, and now I have to get back at him for leading me on. It was only fair to me if I did this. I didn't even do anything, he just woke up and decided to be rude to me and Niall, and only us? I don't get it. Harry sat down across from me and turned on the TV and didn't even look at me.I sighed and went to go get ready, Jason was taking me out for lunch and I was excited and I don't even know why.

Jason was sweet, nice and funny but when I looked at him I didn't get butterflies or get the least bit nervous. He was just...there. Nothing special just someone I knew. I knew I didn't like him. That's what made doing this make me feel horrible, I ran my hand through my hair as I started looking through my closet trying to figure out what to wear. I needed to look well....revealing if I was going to make Harry jealous. So I picked out a shirt and shorts I have  never worn before knowing they were perfect.

I put on a black crop top that said lust love love lust and shorts that were WAY too short. I added a pair of heel like sneakers that I had never worn before and black heart earrings. I looked hot, from a boys perspective and from a girls...well lets say I looked a litte..outgoing.

OUTFIT HERE -> http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=57705043

I walked out the room putting my hair in a messy bun to pull the look together. My stomach was showing and so were my arms. My scars were there but I don't think any boy would be looking at my scars...

"Whoa" Zayn said as I sat down next to him. I smiled and laughed. He just kept staring with his mouth wide open. I heard Harry clear his throat and then Zayn looked away. Harry looked up to see what Zayn had woahed about and his jaw dropped when he turned to me.

"What are you wearing?" He asked me. I smiled.

"I'm going out with Jason" I told him and his eyes changed from the 'woah' look to angry and my smile just got bigger. I got up off the coach and looked at my phone.

"Well, time to go. Bye guys!' I said with a huge smile on my face waving to everyone as they watched me walk out the door.

I couldn't help but laugh at Harry's expression. Niall, Liam and Louis I think knew what I was up to, they hadn't said anything they just sat there pretending not to notice anything. I need to thank them for going a long with it.

I walked on to the boardwalk and saw Jason across the the path and ran over to him. I couldn't do it, I mean look at him he's too nice.

"I need to tell you something" I told him and he smiled and nodded gesturing for me to go on. I nodded and put my head in my hands and leaned on the railings in front of us.

"I don't feel the way you feel for me, I only called...because I want to make Harry jealous....I really like you it's just tha-" He interrupted me.

"Blake, I'm gay" He said stopping me in my tracks. My jaw dropped. I wrapped my arms around him and squealed in happiness.

"Thank you! You understand!" I yelled. I had never been so happy to here someone was gay. He smiled and laughed.

"So is that why you're wearing that?" He asked me raising an eyebrow. I blushed and smiled giving him my answer. He rolled his eyes.

"And why are we getting Harry jealous?" He asked me. I looked down.

"Because he thinks he can play with my feelings and wake up one day and just ignore me, I can play that game too" I told him frowning up at his brown eyes. He nodded. I sighed and told him about Jake knowing he had to know to get the whole story.

"That's what the scars are from?" He asked me, I nodded looking at my feet. He just nodded, he had nothing to say knowing how awkward I felt.

"Let's go make Styles jealous" He said taking my hand. I smiled up at him and giggled. I looked across the wooden panelled ground and saw the boys walking up the ramp. I gestured in their direction to Jason and he nodded as he put his arm around my waist. I giggled loudly and Harry and the boys looked over to us. I waved over to them and Niall, Liam, Louis and Zayn waved back to me.Louis shook his head at me for some reason and I shook off the guilty feeling. I dragged Jason up the path and towards a Starbucks.

"Let's get some coffee" I said pulling out some money. Jason put his hand over mine.

"I'm paying, Just let me go grab some money from the ATM okay?" He asked me. I smiled and nodded as he ran out and I sat down by myself at a tiny table.

That's when Louis Tomlinson came strutting into the coffee shop and sat down right in front of me.

"What are you doing?" He asked me folding his hands and resting his head on them. I decided to play dumb.

"What do you mean?" I asked him. He rolled his eyes.

"Wearing that! Going out with that boy who clearly doesn't play for my team!" He said. Crap, he knew.

"I want to make Harry jealous" I told him. His jaw dropped.

"Wow" He said not rudely but just wow.

"What?" I asked him.

"Why?" He asked.

"Because when you trust someone and tell them everything and supposedly the last words you told them were that you loved him and the boy that you're trying so hard to remember but for some reason that just isn't enough for him and he has to keep bringing up the moments I don't remember, when he wakes up one day and decided to be rude and act like Jake had then it's hurts! You know that Lou? It's hurts!" I screamed. He sat there non moving looking at the entrance. I looked over to see Harry, staring at me eyes watery.

He had heard everything I had just said.

"I'm sorry I'm so sorry" He said walking up to me.

I've heard that before.

"No you're not, If you really did love me like you said you did, you wouldn't have given up" I said walking out of the coffee shop and out of the boardwalk.

I ran into Louis's house and grabbed everything I had and wrote a little note and placed it on my bed.

Dear boys,

Thank you. Thanks for being there for me when I needed someone. But I guess this is goodbye, I can't do it anymore. Every ones pressuring me to remember and making me feel horrible when I don't. I can't do it anymore. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough, I never am. I'm starting to see that.

Blake

I left the note on the bed in plain sight and walked out of the door, heading the opposite direction of the boardwalk.

The opposite direction

The other direction

And other direction, other then the one leading me to One Direction.

Thanks for reading(: