Chasing Grant

Chapter 17 ~Harley's Gone

A/N I'm so insanely sick right now and I have so much pressure of me from personal issues and I-. Don't be a silent reader comment your thoughts. 

Chapter 17 ~Harley's Gone

Doing what you love is freedom. Loving what you do is happiness ~Lana Del Rey

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Grant's POV

I ran my hands through my hair in a frustrated manner. 

Since I was consoling a broken hearted Jett yesterday I didn't have time to focus on my Pre-Cal homework. It's not that I blame him, I would never, but I do wish I got something done yesterday. 

"Do you need help" Harley's monotone and empty sounding voice registered in my head. 

I looked up at him and my lips pursed. It was so unlike him to be so.....quiet, depressed, calm the list goes on. Either way it was strange seeing him so dead and a hollow like this. 

"Uh, yeah" I said after a moments hesitation. To say he looked horrible was an understatement. 

His hair was a mess and he wore sweatpants with a baggy sweatshirt thrown on. To anyone else he might of looked just fine, maybe even hot depending on who you asked. He just made the lazy 'I don't care' style work so well. 

But being his friend for a month or so now I noticed the little details. Like how his hair is not styled to it's usual look, and how he never, ever, wears anything baggy. Or how he always has a mischievous smirk on his face which makes it seem as if he did something shady. 

He sat down on the bench next to me and pulled my binder closer to himself so he could get a better look at the problem. 

"Oh it's the unit circle" he muttered "I struggled with this one a bit. Maybe we can ask for some help from J-" he cut himself off and shook his head. "Er, never mind we can figure it out together I'm sure" he told me. 

I sighed but before I could answer two pairs of hand simultaneously slammed down on the table causing me to jump. 

"Alright no beating around the bush" Brendan started while Tyrell said "What the fuck is going on" 

Harley looked up at them with his dull eyes "What do you mean" he asked. 

Tyrell and Brendan shared a look before the latter spoke up "Why are you and Jett avoiding each other. You really think we wouldn't have noticed you two ghosting each other all day" he stated while concern flashed in his eyes. 

"Yeah man, what the fuck happened yesterday" Tyrell demanded. "And where in the fuck has Felix been all day" he asked. 

Harley looked at the pencil in his hand as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. "What the fuck is going on there" Brendan sneered looking at something behind us. 

We turned and saw none other than Jett himself making out with one of the cheer girls. 

A low growl was heard from my left as Harley snapped the pencil, in his grip, in half. Before we could question him he angrily stood up and stormed off. 

Tyrell, Brendan, and I looked at each other for conformation of what just happened. 

They looked at me with question swimming in their eyes, but I remembered my promise to Harley and Jett about not telling a soul of their shared kiss so instead I asked....

"Do one of you know how to solve a problem using the unit circle" 

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Everything was in chaos.