Bump Into You// Harry Styles

chapter 10

Okay really now, I really need to keep an eye out for whoever is watching me. Is it the person who killed my father? That thought alone made me scared. I was literally trembling. Nobody can blame me for being scared. I think I'm just going to stay in for a while. Call in sick. But that doesn't make any sense since he's also watching me while I'm in my house. He, or whoever it is, even knows what I ware to bed. that's creepy.

It is tuesday and I am dreading even the thought of going outside. You wanna know something? I have to go outside! This is such a drag. I was told that my dad died on his way back from work. I never saw the news or the papers. Now that I think about it, my mom always told me that it was too painful to watch the news or read the papers because it was like it was happening all over again. I believed her and I still do because I know it's true. But I can't help but feel like that is not the only reason that she doesn't want me to see the papers. I still have them in a box in my closet but they have to wait until dad's death is not fresh in my memory.

With a long stressful sigh, I got out of bed and got ready for school. I don't want to give my stalker something to look at but I don't want to look like a zombie either.

I got a shirt that says 'Tuesdays? Not My Day'. Perfect. I got a sweat pants as well. Not too baggy and not too clingy. I threw on a pair of socks and my blue converse. I took my bag from the side of the bed and headed downstairs. I can hear my mom's giggles so I hurriedly got out of the house. Her partner was still there.

I got to school a tad too early so I just sat on the bench I sat the last time. I took out my notebook and started sketching leaves with my earphones plugged in. I love drawing but the only thing I can really draw, are leaves. Funny right?..... Well that's all I can draw and I'm proud because then I'll draw them a lot and then they'll become perfect. You'll think to how long I've been drawing leaves that they would be perfect by now? Nope. Still going.

I felt the seat next to me jerk and I instantly knew that someone sat beside me. I didn't look up though. I just pretended that I didn't know. I even started humming to the tune. Crazy right? No. I'm just scared that if I look up, I'll see someone that I don't know and that person could be my crazy stalker.

The person tapped me on my shoulder and I internally sighed. I'm going to have to look up. I slowly lifted my head and sighed in relief and groan at the same time. I was relived because I knew him and he's not my stalker.... Hopefully- and I groaned because he's the last person I wanted to see.

"What?" I am sure he heard how annoyed I was. I'm not in a good mood right now.

"Listen." He was clearly angered by my annoyed response. " I don't like you much. I can see you're not so fond of me either and that's fine. I wouldn't be talking to you if I didn't have to so no need for the attitude." He doesn't seem to understand that I don't want to talk. I do feel guilty for how I acted with him earlier but I can't help the mood. I didn't cause it.

"I'm sorry and you didn't like me first so I started developing the dislike. It was obvious the first couple times we met." I told him with a straight face. I know that he doesn't like me by the way he looks at me and the disgusting looking once overs that he gives me at times.

"Ok then. I'm just going to get to the point here." he said with an annoyed sigh. "Have you seen Harry?" He asked.

I furrowed my eyebrows like I didn't know what he was talking about. "No I haven't. He's your friend, why do you need to ask me if I've seen him?" I lied because I didn't know if Harry wanted me to talk to him about his situation. Besides,if Harry wanted him to know, he would have called him. I'm sure they have exchanged numbers. And I haven't heard from Harry ever since that night that he brought me home to be honest so basically I wasn't lying to Zayn.

"Ok, see. That's all I wanted to ask you. You didn't have to be a bitch." He rolled his eyes at me.

"Don't call me a bitch you a-hole. And I do remember saying sorry so there is nothing more for me to say to you!." I don't even swear. He's getting on my nerves so before he could tell me off, I got my stuff and headed for the front doors.

He's so rude. I don't even want to know what his girlfriend is like. Or what they are going through if they aren't like him to be honest. I'm sure a guy like Zayn cannot keep a girlfriend. She would probably commit suicide.

A/N
(Going through a school day is too drawn out and boring so I'm going to skip.)

I walked out of school at the end of the day feeling like the world's largest crap. I just want to sleep. I want so go to the beach and just lay in the water. The thought of that makes me smile. That would feel so refreshing.

I need to rest up for my shift tomorrow. Ugh! I wish I didn't have to work. Life would be so much easier. Like never looking like trash on a stick. Or never coming home late and get the cussing of a lifetime. Or better yet, having friends that I can do everything with. Gossip, go shopping, aha! Sleepover. That way I could get away from mom. That would be so cool.

I saw my house in the distance and sighed. I can't believe I dread going to my own home. This is supposed to be a safe haven for me. What child doesn't want to go home ? Well except me of course. I hate my life so much. I just wish I could be someone else for a day.

I stepped up on my front porch and opened the door. I went straight to my room after mumbling a good evening to my mom so she didn't think I snuck in here after getting 'laid' when I come down for dinner.

I sat in my room feeling worse than ever. I soon fell asleep.

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When I woke up from my well deserved slumber, I looked at the time and saw that it was past 10 at night. I know I won't be able to stay awake in classes Tomarrow. I won't be able to sleep for the rest of the night either.

I went downstairs to see if I could make something to eat. When I got there, there was a cereal box and some milk on the counter. I didn't put that there. Must be mom. I shrugged. I'm too lazy to make something. I'll just eat cereal. I poured myself some milk and then the flakes in. I ate it up quickly and went upstairs to take a shower.

While I was in the shower, I heard the doorbell ring. Who could that be now? Ugh!
I waited for a few minutes to see if my mom would open the door but that didn't happen so I guess she's not home. No surprise there.

I got out the shower with a sigh because the doorbell was getting annoying. I put on a pair of sweats and a tank top before heading downstairs. I huffed out a huge breath before opening the door. I was shocked to see the man from the other day who wanted to renew insurance thing. I don't even remember his name at this moment.

"Hello miss" He greeted me. "Is your mother here?"

"I'm not sure." He looked at me weird. I live in a house with my mom and I don't know if she's here or not. So what? I don't keep tabs on mom.

"Ok. Well let her know that I came by." He gave a little wave and then he was gone.

Time for a nap. Busy day at work tomarrow since I missed my last shift. I got under my covers and fell asleep with that intoxicating smell in my system.

Harry.

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