Two Truths & A Lie

Two Truths & A Lie

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Prologue: ....I snorted and shook my head. “What makes you want to be friends with me? You didn’t answer.” Harry shrugged. “We are two honest people in a school full of liars.” I struggled to keep my laugh quiet. “What poem did you pull that from? Honest? You just told the librarian we were working on a project.” Harry blew a raspberry. “Trying to make friends with you is a project. Why are you making this so hard for me, Hastings?” "I’m picky about my friends. I have a very close group of friends, and none of them were assholes to me when we first met,” I said, taking a stab at him. He chuckled. “If you all are so close, why are you in here with me and not in the lunchroom with them?” Fuck me for walking straight into that one. I didn’t have a response. Harry grabbed my hand and held it tightly as I tried to pull it away. “I think you’re the only person at this school who hasn’t lied to me yet. Maybe that’s why I want to be friends. Or maybe it’s because if I’m going to sit here and pretend like I’m better than everyone else, I want someone - a friend - to pretend with. I thought I could just hurry through this year alone and I can’t. I’m lonely. For some strange reason, I trust you,” Harry laughed. I laughed too, but it was more of a ‘yeah, right’ laugh than a ‘you’re so funny’ laugh. “I’m serious!” "Mhmm. Okay, Styles." Finally able to pull my hand away, I closed my book and shoved it into my backpack. "Look," He said, his eyes locked on my face as I stood. "I’ll prove it to you...."
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( DO NOT OPEN THIS BOOK UNLESS YOU HAVE READ THE FIRST ONE WHICH IS CALLED 'THE BLIND KID') (COVER BY @inkedtattoos :-)) " Can you take a picture with me, Harry? " I ask. I touch his arm, but he jerks away. I hadn't seen him in person in forever. I back up. His lips curl into a smirk, Ray Bans in his hand and a bottle of scotch in the other. " I'm sorta busy, " He spits, starting to walk away. I grab onto his arm again and he angrily turns around, throwing his arms in the air. " I have to go! Leave me the hell alone. You can get a picture later, " He shouts. The anger in his tone was apparent and his teeth were clenched together. I almost whimper, when he freezes. He was acting ridiculous. The sad thing was that this has been happening a lot. Everything was fine and then he started having sudden mood swings and then comes along him being rude to fans. ' Harry styles rude to fans ' made the cover of every newspaper and magazine in the world. He was screwed. He later earned respect back from people, when the whole thing blew over. I could tell he was relieved to say the least, but his ego has gotten bigger and bigger, just as his popularity grew; One directions popularity. " You sound familiar, " He whispers, gripping the bottle of scotch. I was scared it might break. " Do I know you? " He ask. I nod my head to myself, but don't say anything. He didn't need to know. I didn't want him to know. I hated that he was acting like this. The Harry I knew would never do this. I could feel a tear fall down my cheek and I turn to walk away. The air smells odd and the blinking lights twinkle in the distant. I keep walking even when I hear his voice calling for me. " Wait! Come back! " He yells. I keep walking.

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