They met at the wrong time under the wrong circumstances, in a world that was not theirs. They had no choice but to move on from each other.
Five years later, Griffin Walker and Harry Styles meet again. How will it end this time?
LOVE BUILT ON LIE...
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GRIFFIN E. WALKER October, 2014
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Being back at university was not as weird as I imagined it would be. It also wasn't as exciting as some people think it is. If anything, I was dreading it because it was my final year. Unlike many others on my course, I had no plans after graduation and it was creeping up on me. It stressed me out so much that my anxiety was through the roof every single day. I ended up completely closing myself off, which wasn't new to anyone, and I pushed Nadine as far from me as it was humanly possible. I didn't want to deal with anyone or anything. Not until I had something sorted out.
My days consisted of going to class then straight home. My cousin was busy with work so, as usual, the apartment was mine for as long as he'd get home. He lived in hotels since it was easier than having to commute all the time. I suppose he needed a constant home, though, and it just so happened to work in my favour.
It was Friday and I couldn't wait to get home. I had a nine AM lecture which went straight into a two-hour seminar so by the time it was twelve, my stomach was grumbling and begging for some lunch. I decided to spend my two-hour break at Wetherspoons so I could eat and get some work done. I already knew three deadlines for three different units and I didn't want to fall behind like I did last year. After my lunch break, I had a meeting with my supervisor regarding my dissertation because that was the only time she was free and thankfully, it didn't last longer than thirty minutes.
Then, when I was so close to getting home, just as I was leaving the main building, I felt like someone was following me. The fear that set in, made my heart drop to the pit of my stomach and my throat became dry. In hopes of figuring out what was happening, I glanced in the glass door on my left to see who was behind me but by that time, I was alone.
I breathed out, relieved, that someone must have just wanted to get in front of me or something. I was kind of paranoid, I hated how unsafe I felt.
"Hi."
"Oh my god!" I screamed as I turned my head to the right the same time, I heard someone talk to me. My heart was pounding and people were looking at me as I stopped walking and pressed my hand against my chest. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked Nadine's boyfriend as I started walking again. I did not need him to slow me down in getting home. Knowing how bad the traffic was around this time, I knew the bus journey home would take ages so I wouldn't be at mine until at least half three. When I looked at my phone, it was half two.
"God. I'm gonna regret this," he sighed as he spoke to himself in a dramatic tone. It made me roll my eyes. Why he decided to speak to me was not clear to me and I didn't want it to become clear. He was a dickhead and I didn't like associating myself with dickheads. "Nadine's birthday is coming up and no one knows her better than you and I."
