Thanks Anyway

I'm in love with him. I don't know if he likes me back, but either way, it's really hard not knowing how he feels. The signals come out mixed. But I really want him. And I won't let anything stop me from getting him.


2. What is This "Revenge" you speak of?

Harry's POV 

I'm being stared at, like usual, but this time for a bad reason. Now it's because I was humiliated in front of everyone. And that bitch has the nerve to just walk out like nothing's happened. "Piss off!" I yell at everyone, and they leave, but obviously not my mates.

"You alright mate?" Niall says, wiping me off with a paper towel.

"I'm fine. Leave me alone." I get up and walk out. Lunch is over. I'm not going anywhere in this place looking like this. I sneak out of the gates, the lads following close behind, and walk across the road to Liam's, the closest. 

I make him open the door, and I throw myself onto his beanbag. "What are we gonna do about this thing?"

"Dunno. Is she really that important?" Louis sits down on Liam's bed.

"I need to crush her."

"She's on Cross Country," Zayn says, shrugging. "Anything you could do there?"

"How do you know?" I raise an eyebrow.

"I am too. Plus, I always see her on a treadmill or running."

"Oh yeah, that's right, you- wait, what the hell?"

Louis' laugh echoes through the room. "Stalker much!"

"She lives across the road."

I sit up. "Really?"

"Yeah. So. Where are you going from there?"

"What do you mean YOU? Youse are doing it too!"

"Uh, no we're not."

I roll my eyes. "Fine. Pussies."

"There's no need for cats in this."

"We'll help." Well, better than nothing.

"Fine. You're still pussies."

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