Denial

Chapter 21

Hello everyone! Here is chapter 21, as I promised...i didn't take much time to update :)

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I wake up slightly the next morning. In my surprise, I'm actually in my bed. I don't know how i got here, probably Niall carried me when I fell asleep on him.

I yawn, stretching out a little before I get out of my bed. This morning I take a quick bath, because yesterday I didn't, and after that I just put on some random clothes. I'm not in the mood for dressing up nicely, and I don't even bother on drying my hair. I just brush it and head to the kitchen.

"Good morning" my mother greets.

I ignore her and just eat breakfast very quickly, not bothering to have a conversation with my mother. Once I'm done, I grab my things and leave my house.

On the walk to school, I turn on my phone to check if I have any new messages or anything. Suddenly, as soon as I see a name on the screen, I freeze. I have a few text messages from the only person I didn't expect at all...Harry.

Hesitantly, I unlock my phone to read whatever he wrote.

From Harry:

Shaila

Yesterday 11:50 pm

You sleeping?

Yesterday 11:53 pm

I know you don't want to talk to me, but this is important

We need to talk.

Today 12:00 am

Please txt me back when you see this. Ok, night then.

Or morning, cuz its 12am

Today 12:01 am

My heart begins to race as I finish reading Harry's text messages. That frase "we need to talk", makes me feel so nervous and makes my stomach do some weird flips. He hasn't talked to me in 5 days already, or 4 I think, because I told him to fuck off, and now all of a sudden he wants to talk? We got nothing to talk about, I thought I'd make it clear for him I don't want him to speak to me ever again. Not if he hates me and embarrasses me in front of everyone. I want him to leave me alone for the rest of the year.

I decide not to answer back. Instead, I just lock my phone and continue my walk to school. However, only a few minutes go by before my phone starts to ring. I see Harry's name on the screen, and I click the button "decline". It doesn't work though, because a few seconds later, Harry is calling again.

"What?" I answer rudely.

"Shaila?" his voice is raspier than usual, it is obvious he just woke up.

"I thought I had made it clear to you that I don't want to talk to you, ever" I say, even though a part of me knows that is a lie.

I hear him sigh in the other end of the line, before he speaks. "I just really need to talk to you"

"About what?" I ask.

"Everything. Us."

My heart stops for a second by the mention of "us", and I begin to feel weird in my stomach. It is probably out of disgust.

"There is no us, Harry"

"I know, i mean i didn't mean it that way" he sighs, for the second time already. "Will you just meet me during first period by your locker?"

"I have class, I can't" I say.

"Shaila, it'll just be 10 minutes" he tries to convince me, but I still won't go.