Addiction

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Y'all my grades are not the best rn but I'm still so happy??? It's weird???

I feel like I should be worrying tho lmao. 

ALSO THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER!

Harry's POV

"So I'm not kicked off the team?" I asked. 

Coach shook his head.

"Apparently, the UBC coaches decided to take this investigation seriously and ignore the fact that Ethan had basically been one of their most valued players and look into this thoroughly. So they went to both your houses - your mom just thinks it's a usual mandatory thing - and found literal cases of stuff at Ethan's house. So they've kicked him off the team," Tyler explained. I stood there, mouth slightly ajar. 

"So I'm good," I asked, "I'm not going to lose my scholarship?"

"Nope."

I nodded, took a deep breath and tried to process everything that was going on. 

~

Jordan sat in the bleachers texting Joy, while I got ready for practice. Ethan and his friends weren't here but I didn't think much of it since he had just gotten kicked off the team. 

"So," Daniel said, walking over to me, "how you doing?"

I chuckled and nodded, "I've been better, man. Sorry I didn't take your word before. Should have listened to you."

Daniel shrugged and patted my back, "it happens. At least you know now huh?"

I smiled and nodded. He smirked and handed me a basketball before nodding his head over to the court. 

"Let's go do some lay-ups before the coach gets here."

~

We were just about finishing our warm up before the doors to the gym burst open. We all turned to find a fuming Ethan standing there, his little posse behind him. He looked at me and walked towards me.

"You little shit," he seethed. I frowned and was about to step forward before Daniel and a new team member, Kayden, stepped in front of me. 

"Back off Ethan," Daniel said, "you're not on this team anymore. Technically speaking, you shouldn't even be near this court."

Ethan scoffed, "you think I care about your opinion? Get the fuck out of my way." 

He tried to push Daniel aside but he surprisingly stood his ground. I was thankful for these friends but at the same time, a tad embarrassed. I could take care of myself. 

"What?" Ethan said, looking over at me, "got yourself a couple of bodyguards? You think you're all cool now?"

I rolled my eyes and stepped around Daniel and looked at Ethan, "they're not my bodyguards. What would they have to protect me from? This noodle you call a body? You're not supposed to be here, Ethan. Get out before the coach gets here."

"No, man, I don't think so," he shook his head, "you got me kicked off of my team. I'm not leaving until your head is smashed in and broken in every place it can be."

I rose an eyebrow and nodded, tossing my basketball away before cracking my knuckles real quick. I looked back at Kayden.

"Go keep an eye out for the coach, will ya?" 

I glanced at the clock. We had about twenty minutes before the coach was supposed to get here. This better fucking be over by then.

"Come on, Styles, show us what-"