YOU (a Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 13 :'Louis's turn to turn suspicious'

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BAILEY’S POV

After a an hour of recollecting my feelings and trying my best to stop crying, I realized that there was no noise any longer outside.

I helped myself up, buttoned my shirt and peeked out of the door.

The party’s over? Why is it so quiet here? I looked at my phone it was already 10! When did get so late?

I saw Zayn entering the corridor, what to do? I raced my path I just want to run away from him from life right now, I don’t want him to see me with the broken heart.

Just as I passed by him, he quickly stepped back, his hands entangled mine and he pulled me towards his chest, a hug?

“it is okay, we all have hard times sometimes” he said, patting on my shoulder.

Is he serious right now? He must be kidding me? I pushed him away.

“you’re serious. Now acting the good boy! Why did you give Harry the keys if you are caring about me? you know better than anyone else what kind of boy Harry is!” I screamed.

“well you calm down.” Zayn said. Why is he acting so cool?

I continued yelling “you can’t just ask me to stay cool after what had just happened …” I was cut off by his sudden unexpected raised voice.

“what has happened Bailey? Huh? Tell me!” he was now glaring at me. is he the same person who tried to calm me down a moment ago? I am shocked, Harry’s right everyone has two sides! I wanted to speak, but I couldn’t swallow the bulk in my throat and in fact I couldn’t move.

Zayn sighed, “I am sorry Bailey..” he tried to come closer but I raised my hand in defense.

I turned around, I walked my way walk out off the totally messed up house.

“Bailey,..” Zayn started his way towards me.

“no, no..” I raised my hand again. “don’t follow me” I said so low. I kept my head low and started my way back home.

On the way back I didn’t lift my head up,  I already knew the route home, first I started to cry and whimper, then held a handful of hair in my two fists clenching them hardly , let out a small scream and ended up counting the number of blocks on the pavement. I reached to the block where I realized was the same one on which I found out about Harry following me and its where he hit Louis, almost to death.

What is so special about this place, why everything happen here.

“yeah” a voice came from right behind me. I was startled and at that moment my head was tilted upwards.

“it is a very special place indeed.” Harry said.