Mistakes || H.S. ||

chapter 16

It's been a week since that get together with the band playing truth or dare. I'm off basketball for this week and I decided to head back home. Harry doesn't know yet and I'm hoping to tell him tonight while I pack.

I was currently layin on my bed reading a Nicholas Sparks novel, Bend in the Road. There's nothing else better to do. I started just half an hour ago and I'm on page 85.

Back home, I always read. You can ask all my friends, if I wasn't playing basketball or on my phone. I had a book in my hand. Reading pretty much soothes me. I don't know why? Now, I guess spending so much time here in London. And with Harry. I haven't had time to sit down and read a book. Well before I met Harry, I always read One Direction fanfictions on an old app called Wattpad. It sounds wierd, but I loved them. Now I'm pretty much living in a fan fiction.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Carly! Get the door!" I screamed down stairs.

"Got it!!" She yelled back.

I heard conversation downstairs and it didn't seem good.

I trotted down the steps and there he stood. The one person I never wanted to see. The one person who thought I wouldn't see until a few days. The one boy who I USED to love. I didn't have the guts to talk to him. Not what happened after that phone call.

I ran back up the stairs and slammed my door shut. I put back my against the wall and slid down. Then tears streamed down my face.

Why is he here? I never wanted to see him and he knew that. I'm happy now with Harry. This is why I took this scholarship to England. To get away from my old life.

I heard footsteps coming down the hall.

"Zoe. Let me in? Please. I just wanna talk." Trey said. I wasn't giving in to him.

"No." I stuttered.

"Baby, what's wrong? Let me in. I flew all the way down here with my life savings." Trey sounded concerned.

"Well you just wasted all your money." I said.

I ran towards the closet and grabbed my phone. The door was locked so he couldn't get in. I could hear out in the hall way Carly trying to get him to leave.

I dialed Harry's number hoping he would pick up.

On the first ring he picked up, " I was about to call you, what's up babe?" Harry said cheerfully.

"Can you pleas-se come over here-e" I whispered into the phone so nobody would hear me.

"What's wrong Zoe? What's going on, I'm on my way right now. I'll see you there, I love you baby." I smiled and I knew I did the right thing.

"I love you too, bye bye." And I hung up.

I decided to face my fears and walk out there where Trey is.

I turned the knob and there he stood.
He got a better haircut, slimmer body, no no no Zoe. What are you thinking?! You already have the sexiest guy alive!

"Why would you come here?" I asked.

He looked at me shocked. "Well, I missed my girlfriend." And he grabbed my waist. I smacked him across the face.

"I'm not your girlfriend." I assured.

Harry was standing there the whole time and I didn't even know it. He must've been closer than I thought when I called. He marched right up to Trey and got all up in his face.

"Don't you ever touch my girlfriend again. You all broke it off. Deal with it. WE are together. You have no right to show up here and act all innocent. I know what goes on. Yeah, you screwing around with one of Zoe's close friend, Shea? Why would she want you, when she can have me? Harry Styles. Yeah you thought she was lying about dating a member of One Direction. you thought wrong." Harry shouted. Out of no where Trey swung his fist right at Harry. Harry ducked down and Trey ended up punching me right in the face.

My face immediately started burning. I grabbed my face and went to the ground. "Ow!" I shouted.

Harry squatted down next to me. He kissed my forehead. "Oh my gosh, baby. I'm so sorry he did that. I shouldn't have ducked. It's all my fault." I looked up at Harry.

It didn't really hurt anymore. I'm tough and everybody knows it.

I kissed Harry's hand. "It's fine. I'm fine. It don't hurt." I stood up and dusted my legs off.

Trey was still standing there. I pointed out the door. He put his head down and walked.

"If you ever step foot back in this apartment. I'm calling the law." And I slammed the door right in his face.

Guess I'm not going home yet.