drift • harry styles

Chapter 23

Hello everyone! I'm so excited for this and the next chapters hahaha. Read author's note at the end of this chapter. That's all xx

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Avoiding my father was the last thing I had on my mind. But that was what I did last night and this morning. I was angry with him because of what he said to Harry. Even though he was angry to what happened, he still didn't have the right to say those things to him. I knew my dad was capable of hurting someone's feelings easily if he wanted to but what he said was too much. He clearly stepped on the line, which I had never ever thought that he would.

I hadn't done this for a very long time now. The last time I avoided my father was when I was eight years old. He didn't let me ride the rollercoaster at the amusement park because I was too young for rides like that.

But the difference was it only lasted for a good ten minutes not like this time, it lasted for almost a day now.

That wasn't the only thing that was on my mind.

Zayn, that fucking bastard won't just let me be! I still couldn't figure out what he wanted from me. If he wanted to have sex with me he might as well think twice before proceeding on what he wanted because that was proposterous! There were other girls who are so obsessed with him in the school who were hotter and prettier than me and he didn't need to ask them twice for them to do it. Ridiculous. That guy was psychotic.

Then there was Harry who saved me last night. Every time I was in trouble, he would come and save me, the gods above were on my side, I guess.

I still couldn't forget Harry's kiss on my forehead. Yes, we may be had a more intimate moment than that but that small gesture meant so much more than that intimate moment.

But, I didn't want to fall for him. . . At least not yet.

"Why the hell are you smiling like that?" I was snapped out of my thoughts when Louis nudged my shoulder with his. "You're creeping the shit out of me, Alice!" He added, placing a hand on his chest, pretending to breathe heavily as his eyes widened.

I laughed and pushed him away playfully, "Shut up!"

He laughed as well, "Can't stop thinking 'bout him?" He nodded towards the left and smiled teasingly at me.

I followed his gaze, there he was, looking breathtaking as always. I felt my heart fluttered at the sight of him. He was so beautiful. I frowned when I saw his arm, a cast wrapped around it. But he still look hella hot.

Harry was standing by his car talking to Niall, Michael, Lucas and the other frat members. And as always, he was wearing a bandana on his head and he wasn't wearing the uniform properly. His top buttons were unbuttoned and his tie was tied loose as always.

He laughed to what Michael, the pale, red-haired boy said to him. He was paler than Niall, like he lived in Antartica all his life.

Niall whispered something to Harry. He suddenly turned his gaze in my direction. I blushed, he caught me staring at him.

I smiled shyly and he winked at me in return. I looked away to hide my blushed face.

"See?!" Louis placed his hands on my shoulders, shaking it lightly. "You're so totally into him! You're blushing like a mad man!" He said pointing at my face.

"Oh shut up!" I removed his hands from my shoulder. "Look it's Red, Iris, and Liam with um. . . I don't know." I scratched the back of my head.

He followed my gaze. "Oh, that's Ashton. Liam's closest friend here."