I Refuse to Fangirl (1D fanfic)

Chapter 12

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It's everywhere. Everybody knows what Harry did.

But it's not worth it. He hasn't even come to talk to me about it. All of the boys, including Brent have stopped talking to me.

Band rehearsal is awkward and all the girls at school hate me.

That's what I get for messing with one of the biggest influences on my age group. For messing with the media. For messing with love.

I still don't get it. Harry Styles throws me into a wall and now all the girls hate me. At least what I did should teach Harry a lesson about being near me. I hurt people; it's one of the things I'm best at.

If you constantly piss me off, I'm gonna hurt you.

It's the simple algorithm of Chloe River. Don't mess with me; I don't mess with you.

But Harry Styles chose to mess with me. A bunch of fangirls have turned against him and he's under strict watch by management.

Why are none of those fangirls at my school? Every girl at my school wants to punch me in the face.

Ella is slightly mad at me but now believes the story about Harry.

That boy just had to make my life complicated.

I sit in Ella's humble home wondering what happens next. "So is this it?" I blurt.

"Excuse me?" she responds.

"Did I just throw a temper tantrum on TV and now everybody's mad at me and nothing's gonna change? It's over?" I was appalled by the idea-losing almost everything I had and to have such an unsatisfying ending to it all.

"Probably," Ella responds, "you're life isn't some teen fiction novel."

"I know but I thought there would be something!" I begin listing possibilities, "I get Brent back; Harry decides he's pissed at me; Niall still wants to be friends; One Direction fans riot against them. Anything would do.

"It all feels unfinished. Plus, I lost the love of my life." I sigh, shaking my head as though the simple gesture will rid me of the unsettling feeling overtaking my body.

"Chloe, nothing's gonna happen. I bet it's all gonna go away and everything will go back to normal," she responds.

I trust Ella, but I have an off-feeling about the whole situation. I think something's gonna happen and I'm not sure I'm gonna like it.

I just need to clear my head. I convince Ella to take a walk in the park with me. I think a boy-free day will be good for me.

We walk around, aimlessly through the concrete paths of the forest nearby the park. I'm not quite sure what we're doing, and I'm positive that Ella's not quite sure what we're doing.

We mutter a few things to each other occasionally, but other than that, the walk is silent. About 10 minutes ago, I decided my feet were very interesting and I've been staring at them since.

Apparently Ella wasn't paying attention either, because seconds later, I bump into someone.

"Watch where you're going!" a gruff voice demands.