Lying Beneath The Smoke *Harry Styles FF*

Shes a risk taker. Scarlett Preston was the "Bad Girl" in Holmes Chapel high school. She didnt carry the look, but she for sure had the personality. She was a heavy pot head. Scarlett lives and breathes for trouble. Little does she know, she's driving Harry Styles crazy. His year off from One Direction would soon change his life before his eyes.


23. Emotion

Scarlett's pov



I lied there, in utter disbelief that everything was falling apart. It would only be worse if Harry's shooter came after Zayn or I, but shootings are common around there. There's no evidence. I sat on the window bed, looking at the men with cameras aiming my way. I just threw everything away, too. I don't want to be famous, it's going to be like this forever.



"Sorry for how Louis acted," Zayn's head poked through the door and he sat next to me.



"Harry is going to be devastated. Sometimes I wish that I had never met him.." Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Katrina.



"You never told me, you slut!" Katrina laughed through the phone.



"I have to go, Katrina. I bet you see why I didn't tell you." I hung up and looked into Zayn's eyes.



"What if Harry woke up and knows?" My eyes started tearing up and I covered my face.



"He would never forgive me..." 



"Where's that tough, rebel girl who I knew at school?" Zayn smirked. I giggled a little.



"She's now 18, and dropped out to get her GED 3 weeks ago." It was true.



"I know that.. But you've changed."



"Ever since I left home, nobody is controlling me. When I go back to that hell hole, I'll lash out again." His hand patted my back.



"It won't be until Harry comes back, which might not be ever." Zayn kissed my cheek. That broke my heart, that I might never see Harry again. I don't know what I'm doing with Zayn, but it's time to end it for real this time.



"Zayn... I'm moving back home today." I started with, and he unhanded me.



"What? Why?" His eyes switched from each of mine.



"Us being together just isn't working. I think we were caught up and full of emotion. I'm really sorry." Zayn stood up, anger in his face.



"Really? Of course! Right when I bring up Harry again! Was I just a-a guy to sleep with to you? That girl I knew in school wouldn't give a fuck! She wouldn't drop everything once she realized nobody liked it." I gulped after hearing his words.



"I never fucking said that's why! I love Harry, and I've told you before! What's wrong with me.. Whatever! I'm packing my stuff and getting the fuck out." I stormed out, pushing Louis out of my way from the door out of the room. I grabbed a bag and threw my stuff in there. I escaped the swarm of paparazzi and drove back home.










"You can't just stay here, Mr. Styles!" The doctor said after he evaluated my brain. I didn't care what he said, I was tired after physical therapy.



"There's nothing for me to go home to! It would be easier to get to physical therapy if I stayed." He groaned.




"Look, you're healing abnormally fast. You don't need the room. We have patients that need that room more than you." I got on my phone.




"There's a handicapped taxi waiting for you outside. Your next physical therapy meeting is next week." Great, I get to go home with my two timing girlfriend. Wait, she's not my girlfriend... I rolled outside to the taxi and a few photos were taken of me. We drove back to my house. The man so gratefully took my wheelchair from the trunk for me and rolled me to the door.





"H-Harry?" Niall said as he answered the door. He hugs me tight. Damn, I missed this boy. He smelled like Cheetos.



"Hazza! When did you wake up?"  Liam did as Niall did, and Louis after that.



"Yesterday. They said I couldn't stay because I'm healing abnormally fast." I mimicked the doctor.



"Ohh.. Zayn is upstairs..." Liam said and it got quiet. I didn't want to see that asshole. Everytime I picture him, I see the picture of him and Scarlett. 



"I don't care. Let him stay up there." I went to the kitchen and grabbed something from the bottom shelf of the cabinet. But that's all I could even reach, anyway.



"So you heard." Louis replied awkwardly. They all piled into the kitchen.



"Well it was only all over the media." I sassed him sarcastically.



"Scarlett can go eat dirt. So can Zayn."



"Scarlett left h-"



"I don't care about what you have to say. I still love her, you know. More than you could imagine. When I found out that bullshit news, I was crushed more than you could imagine, too." I only wanted her to be happy, but I knew she would be happier with me.



"Scarlett left him! This morning." Louis yelled over me. I froze. But why




"Why?" I asked eagerly.



"We don't know." Niall said. I looked at Louis who was looking around the room suspiciously.



"Louis, what do you know?" I asked, Louis grunted and opened his mouth to talk.



"As much as a trouble maker she is, and a cute one at that, I know you love her so that's why I'm telling you. She's nothing but trouble for you, Harry. Scarlett left because she admitted she still loved you. I heard from outside the room earlier." I could feel my face go blank. I don't know what to say or what to feel. Thankful? Guilty? Sorry? Excited? I didn't know. I left with no words, instead.

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