It's Complicated. [Harry Styles]

Chapter 7: Blank pages.

Merry late Christmas and Happy early New Years!!!

Ok, first off, this is like my third chapter that starts with a B ,in a row. I feel like this is a sign. lol! Or maybe not. Ok. That's all. Continue on people! ily

*Chapter 7: Blank pages.*

"Hi, Bianca!" I greeted rather cheery.

She turned to face me as the look of confusion took over. More of the 'What the fuck' expression ,but it's expected.

"Are you lost?" She asked in a tone that made me want to kick her implants off.

Wow, original bitch, real original.

"No. Actually, I'm anything but lost. I just wanted to know if you'd like to... hang out some time." I managed putting on the most fake smile.

"Um, how about no." Bianca laughed turning back around.

Fuck it.

Just as I was about to leave I remembered what Harry had said.

Plan B.

"Well, that's just too bad. And I was sooo looking forward to having someone watch one of my favorite movies with." I sighed."I guess I'll just watch The Fault in Our Stars alone." I turned on my heel and began walking away. Taking my third step a voice caught me from behind.

"Wait!"

"Yesss?" I replied sweetly.

"You like The Fault in Our Stars?" She questioned in disbelief, eyes stretching open.

"That sentence was clearly understated, love with a burning passion, is more like it." My smirk grew, knowing I had this in the bag

"Well, I may be able to hang out after school." Bianca scheduled. And I couldn't help but to look at what she was wearing. Or not wearing for that matter. That top is fucking not ladylike at all. It looks like she forgot to put on a shirt. It's a freaking bra! I don't even know what that would be considered.

I feel like I just sized her up a bit there, which was not my intention.

"What?" Her tone changed to one of defense in seconds as she caught on to my look of disgust.

"I just really like your clothes." I spoke through a gritted smile.

Bianca's eyes lit up with an excited glint. "Good!" She shrieked. "You can borrow some of mine!"

"Yayyy." I cheered lowly.

"Come over to my house." She wrote something down on a piece of paper after she pulled it out of her binder. "Here's the address. See you then." And she walked off.

"Can't wait." I said to myself with sarcasm.

I began walking to get to my locker.

I can't believe she actually took the bait. How will this go? Will it go great and I get my money from Harry? Or will this be a terrible mistake and I'll have to move away because my reputation will be trashed and I won't get shit ,so I'll be poor? And if I'm poor, then I'll have to live with my Aunt and Uncle for all eternity!

Nooooo!

Nonetheless, I still love them, I just don't want to be a third wheel for the rest of my life.

I'm startled to feel myself being tugged over to a dark corner.

"Hey!" I shouted turning around.

Soon my stiff body relaxed.

It was just Harry.

"Déjà vu." I stated while readjusting my clothes.