Left Behind *Harry Styles Love Story*

I walked into the court room tugging on my outfit. What can I say I'm nervous, my mum just died and now I'm in court to see if I'm gonna have to stay with my brother. I hate my brother he can go get hit by a bus for all I care. Harsh? Nah its just how I feel. Hes a fucking douche! Just Saying. You people may love him, but Louis Tomlinson isn't what he seems like.


20. Chapter 17.

-Brianna's P.O.V.-

"What is your problem?"

When I had woken up Harry told me we were coming over to Niall's flat. I, was extactic to know I could see Sam. I was thrilled I could tell her about Harry and I. The problem is that now, I don't know if there even is a Harry and I. He's been acting so strange ever since I woke.

He was sitting across the room, head in his hands. I called for him many times, when I finally got his attention I saw his eyes were a little puffy. I wondered to myself if he had been crying. Though, I doubt it. I didn't think there was any motive to be crying about.

He's been staring at me blankly-well, not just me, but to everyone. We have to call his name a few times in order to get his attention. I tried talking to him, smiling at him, even tried to hold his hand, but nothing. Nothing, is what he does. He won't talk to me, he won't return my smiles, he doesn't want me touching him.

We were all good up until we got home and Louis started overreacting. Yeah, I had heard most of their conversation. Yes, I cut after what I heard, he's tresting me like I'm mental or something. I know I'm a lot of things, but crazy is not one of them. I had fallen asleep, then...

"Oh, I don't have a problem, do you?" I was down right shocked he talked to me like that. I don't even know how we started fighting. Sam had just filled me in, in some things. On the way up here Lou, told me to just walk right in.

That was a really bad idea. I found Niall and Sam making out on the couch. Turns out they're togther, and she didn't know how to tell me. I would've also been embarassed if she had caught Harry and I kissing. I don't think that would happen now, considering how he's acting.

When I didn't respond, he spoke again. "If you want to tell me something go ahead, but if you don't just leave."

I stared at Harry for a while, why was I here? I think the only reason I was here is because of him. He was the reason I stayed. Not for Louis, Zayn, Liam, Niall, or Nicole. It was for him.

There was no reason for me to stay here if he obviously didn't want me. He lied to me, about all of it. He never had feelings for me in the first place. Or is it because I wanted to take things slow? No, he doesn't want me at all.

With tears pricking in my eyes, I took off running out the kitchen, out the door, hopefully out of here for good.

In what felt like no time I was far away from Niall's. I don't know what direction I went in. I didn't know where I was. The only things I did know, was that I was freazing, it was dark out, and pretty sure no one was going to find me- anytime soon I hope. I looked around my surrounding.

There were still building here- of coarse I knew I hadn't gone that far. I was tired within a few minutes. I walked for w hile-- at least I think it was just a while. It was getting darker, but that was the least of my worries right now. It started pouring soft rain. Yeah, I was walking alone, with no jacket, no money, no umbrella, no nobdoy, it was just a normal day, right?

I knew at this point the one thing I should be thinking about is if I should go back or not. Yet, that wasn't the  case. The only thing I was scolding myself about, is why the hell didn't you bring a coat, stupid?

The rain had started pouring down even more. I had no intention of going back to them, now. I didn't want to see anybody. Not Sam, especially not Harry. There was a bench right across the road. I know what most people would do, try and find shelter. But, not me. I was tired of walking and I was going to sit down.

God, I felt so stupid. What am I saying? I am stupid!

The last thing I remember is seeing bright lights heading towards me. Why hadn't I moved away? It's like me feet were glued to the concrete. I just stared blankly at the incoming car.

And that was it

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