Keep Holding On (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 8

WARNING: Usage of strong language in this chapter for children. Parents Strongly Cautioned 

Harry POV

It's a new day today and I'm hoping to make things right. The boys don't know what I'm going to do, but if i tell them I know Liam and the rest will try to stop me. I keep it in my head, when we come to school.

"So, do you boys have anything plan this week?" Zayn says as we climb the stairs to the main doors of school.

"Well, I want to go to the city. We are far from Big Ben and all the other things and I miss it" I walk with my head down. I look up at the boys and smile.

"Can I come with?" Louis grins towards me. I din't know how to say this.

"Um, how about we make a Louis and Harry day tomorrow" I try to make it less noticeable. He frowns then automatically cheers after I finish. He nods.

"Well I think I'm going to have an all Niall day tomorrow" Niall sighs in relaxation.

"Aw Niall do you want me to come over and have a Niall and Liam day" Liam smiles towards Niall as he does the same back and nods happily. Louis scowls towards me and I laugh at his reaction. "And we could watch The X-Factor, I believe we are behind on it" Liam adds. Then Niall smiles gleefully.

"What are you Zayn?" I ask directly towards Zayn as we stop at our lockers which are right next to each others.

"Well, I'm going to take Perrie out for dinner then have ice cream afterwards" He smiles to himself like thinking it out in his head. We all smile at him start a new conversation right before the bell rings to class.

Valerie POV

I have a plan. Its temporary, but it should let me avoid the cafeteria for the rest of the week. Instead of shuffling along with everyone going to lunch, I pretend that I have to get something from my locker. I keep pretending until the bell rings.

When the halls are almost empty a teacher comes out, I quickly run to the bathroom check if anyone is in there then enter. No ones there. I quickly look under the stalls. They're empty. I go inside the last stall, lock the door, and wait. No one comes in. I untangle my lunch bag as quietly as possible. I unpack my "lunch". I keep replaying yesterdays cafeteria scene. How Harry was looking right at me when I snuck a look at him. How he didn't look away. How he smiled at me. How that gob of mashed potatoes splattered against my head. Ill never be able to face Harry again.

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There's a note in my locker.

Valerie,

        Sorry about what happened. Meet me at our place tomorrow. Please?

                                                                                        -Aaron

If hes so sorry, why didn't he call me back? Or write why he didn't show up in his note? Plus, hes obviously been avoiding me in the halls. I shouldn't meet up with him, but of course I will. I want to hear what he has to say. Aaron cant just throw away our entire relationship. You don't feel one way about somebody and then feel a totally different way two seconds later. There has to be a good reason why he didn't show up. If Aaron doesn't want me, no one will. When the last bell rings, I almost trip over myself racing to my locker. I fling it open and start shoving stuff in my bag.

"Hey," Harry says.

The textbook I was about to put in my bag drops to the floor. It somehow manages to fling itself open in midair, hitting the floor with a sloppy smacks.