Twist & Turn

"You know you learn from history
To love and trust yourself to see
It's never black and white it seems
There'll be a shade of gray between." here is my story... ©


3. chapter 3- Apologise


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I furrowed my brow as I watched Rachael’s car come to a stop. I stood up unsteadily and walked slowly towards the car, leaving my bag behind. As I approached I saw that Harry was in the passenger seat having a jolly chat with Louis and Molly. I coughed obnoxiously and they all looked at me, I stared at Harry for a few seconds and his face fell.

“What’re you doing here sweet cakes?” Louis said tearing my attention from Harry.

I shook my head and backed away to my bag and picked it up. I crossed my arms across my chest and walked away.

I guess I should’ve expected that.








I sat on my bed blaring out Boys like Girls and stared ahead at a picture on the far side of my room of Harry and I.
We were at the community pool, both in our swimmers; only I had a shirt over my bikini. My Mom had managed to snap a photo of us before we’d jumped in and completely soaked her.

Harry had his body facing me, his head facing the camera. He was grinning like a fool and had his arms around my waist. I was grinning as well, facing the camera; I was grabbing a nearby post saying shallow water as I tried to pull away from Harry’s grip.

I smiled at the memory, we’d had some good memories, and hopefully he hadn’t given up on me yet.


As if on cue Harry bursted through the door soaking wet from the rain that was pouring outside.

“…Why’re you all wet?” I mumbled looking at him, my chin rested on my raised knees.

“I ran…” Harry said as shook lightly shook his head, water spraying everywhere.

I stared at Harry as he finished then looked at me.

We stayed like that for a while until Harry finally said, “I’m really sorry, honest.”

I shook my head and muttered, “No you aren’t, you just didn’t want to disappoint them.”

Harry looked down in shame.

Cause bitches be rolling. And I know what I’m talking about.


“You could’ve at least called me and told me now to wait for you for over 5 hours.”

“I’m sor-“

“No, no you aren’t Harry, why’re you here anyway?”

At this point I was off my bed and we were standing face to face.

Harry shook with anger and yelled, “Because you’re all I have!”

I looked down, knowing that applied to both of us and there was no point in us continuing like this.

“Sorry.” I mumbled.

“You should b-“

“Don’t go blaming this on me Curly; it’s mostly your fault.”

“…Right, sorry.”

I looked up at Harry and smiled, he smiled back and stepped forward and pulled me into a tight hug, I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes.

“Don’t even think of leaving me for those twits.” I mumbled.

“Of course not.” Harry whispered back.




Harry and I wondered into school, instantly greeted by Molly who latched onto Harry’s arm. I stared at them both with wide eyes, Harry seemed just as surprised.

“Uh, hey Mol…” Harry said cautiously

“Hey babe, why’re you with her?” Molly said looking at me with a look of distaste.

Harry gave me an apologetic look and I shrugged and waved him a goodbye and walked to Spanish class in a pissed the fuck off mood.




I huffed and sat down next to Zayn who didn’t glare at me instead he gave me a small smile, I double-taked and almost died.


I blinked rapidly and faced the front of the class, the shock on my face evident.

Ms walked in and dumped her bag on her desk and turned to us and crossed her arms.

“Hola de nuevo a clase.”

We all mumbled a reply like the way we do every day.

“Búsqueda de pareja y el trabajo su en la asignación.”

I stood up and shuffled over to Tara and sat down across from her. She looked at me lazily and said,

“Look here, I just want to get this over with so let's get this started.”

I nodded and said, “Hola, soy Shelly.”

“Gusto en conocerlo. Tina aquí.”

“Te odio, espero que tú lo sabes que.”

“Bueno, porque yo mierda te odio también.”


And it kind of just went from there…




I sat down in the cafeteria by myself until Harry walked in with Molly still attached to him. I sighed and took out my fruit salad out of my bag and watched them with a raised eyebrow as I munched on a grape. Harry looked at me with an apologetic smile as Molly dragged him to the ‘popular table’

“Fuck me.” I mumbled as I shoved some watermelon into my mouth.

I was silently chewing on some fruit when I heard the seat across from me let out a squeal. I looked up, expecting Harry.

“Uh, hello…” Zayn said sheepishly.

I blinked again and narrowed me eyes cautiously before replying “Malik, how can I help you?”

“You just look lonely, and I’m lonely so…”

“You decided to join me?”

“Pretty much.”

“Eh, okay, want some fruit?”

“Yeah, okay.”

I smiled at Zayn and passed over my container of fruit and watched him pick out some strawberry and blueberries and chew on them slowly.

“I just hope you know I don’t want to be a rebound or some part of a pity party.” I said cautiously, taking my fruit back.

“Didn’t think you would want to be. I just guess I got sick of that group.” Zayn said, nodding towards Rachael and Molly’s group.

“…But isn’t Molly your girlfriend?”

“Not anymore, she broke up with me for Curly over there.”

I made an o shape and gave him a sympathetic smile pushing more fruit in his direction and pulling out some yoghurt.

“Well, Malik, welcome to my special home for mofos.” I said grinning evilly as I dumped my spoon into my yoghurt.


 another chapter finished hope you like it.  Love youz to the moon and beyond c: xx

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