harry styles | my health teacher

14. h i m

i forced myself up and went home. i didn't bother to eat anything, i just went straight to my room, changed into a hoodie i stole from harry and wrapped myself in the blanket that i had taken the first night i slept with him.

i smelled like him which only made me cry harder, but it made me feel like he was with me.

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when i wake up, i see texts from my mom saying that when she gets home sunday night "we need to talk". i shut my phone off deciding it's best to ignore everyone.

i could barely get up probably because of not eating for almost 24 hours.

i head downstairs and force myself to eat a banana, but i throw it up right when it hits my stomach.

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the line went dead and i cleaned myself up to bring this to our new neighbors. i had no clue someone was moving in next door, but i'm used to it because it's constantly being rented out.

i head over and knocked on the door.

as the door opened i looked up and realized it was mr. styles. he is as my new neighbor. and he was currently in gym shorts and no shirt. shirtless.

i almost died when i saw how fit and muscular he was. i could tell he must've worked out by his tight clothes he wore to school, but actually seeing him half naked amazed me.

"peyton?? what are you doing here" he said to me and that's when i realized i had zoned out for a bit.

"uh-we'll-uh m-my mom wanted me to b-bring this over to the new neighbors and -um i didn't know you were our new neighbor but umm-"

i was soon cutoff by a voice coming from behind mr. styles. it was fairly deep but not as much as mr. styles and then the figure behind him appeared in the door way.

he was a fairly tall, skinny blonde boy with an accent and he introduced him as niall.

"um niall this is peyton, my new uh neighbor" harry said

" nice to meet you!" he said very cheerily

"nice to meet you t-" i was cut off by harry

"niall why don't you go bring those boxes upstairs"

"yeah sure no problem" he said and walked back into the house.

"so did you get me email peyton?" the way he says my name with his accent is so hot holy shit.

i wake up with a thick layer of sweat coating my face and a tear rolls down my cheek.

"it was a dream." i say to myself.

then it hits me. NIALL. harry's friend, the boy i only met once, but heard harry talk about a few times.

i go to instagram finding harry's name and i click his account. the screen is shows he has no posts and no followers. he blocked me.

i immediately call bella.

"omg peyton?? are you ok? i called you like a thousand times and i came to your house after school, but you weren't there." she says

"can you please come to my house?" i ask

"yeah i'm on my way now."

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when she gets here, she walks right in and i tell her to come to my bedroom.

i hear her walking up, but it sounds like someone else is with her.

when she walks in i see liza behind her.

i look at them with a confused look on my face.

"you look like SHIT." liza says with a grin on her face.

"wh-" i start to talk but bella cuts me off.

"i told her." she says

before i get the chance to get mad at her for telling liza, i remember the reason why i asked her to come over.

"i need your help give me your phone." i say demanding.

"why do y-" she starts to say but i tip the phone out of her hand.

i go to instagram and search harry's name. of course he is private. i check to see if anyone i know follows him and i see lizas name.

"YES!!" i scream "liza give me your phone."

"uh no thanks" she says sarcastically, but i take it from her knowing she is joking.

"why do you follow harry anyways liza" i ask her while i search his name.

"someone took my phone and did it as a joke, but he ended up accepting my request so i just left it." she says "what are you doing anyway."

"harry's friend, niall, i need to talk to him. harry blocked me so i couldn't find him, but you do."

i find nialls account name and i look it up on my phone. "thank god, he is public!!!!" i almost scream.

i dm him asking about harry and a bunch of random shit i regretted saying after i sent it.

"now we wait."

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we've spent the last 4 hours sitting on the couch eating food and watching movies. i ended up falling asleep hoping i could get my mind off harry, but he haunted me not only in the real world, but my dreams too.

when i wake up the sun is setting outside and bella and liza are just about finishing up yet another movie.

when it ends the room goes silent and that's when i realize they feel asleep too.

*bzzz*

i hear lizas phone ring and i jump out of my seat and grab it.

ITS A DM FROM NIALL. HOLY SHI.T.

i go into her phone and read what he wrote back.

niallhoran: hey peyton. i know about your relationship with harry and i'm aware of him leaving. i think it's best that you forget about him. he is okay, so no need to worry.

tears stream down my face. i'm hopeless. i'm never going to find him. he left me. he never loved me. what we had was fake.

i couldn't just not worry because the only thing i wanted, the only thing i loved, the only reason for me to live, was him.