Almost Is Never Enough

"Don't worry I will catch you if you fall" he smiles.
"Even if I fall in love with you?" I ask him
"Only if you promise to catch me too" he says softly in my ear.

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11. I'm broken and bruised

What's worse? Being without Harry everyday or...watching Harry laughing while sitting in Ashley's table? 
I don't know really...lately it's been just me and Alex, it's strange being just us now...I was so used to being us 3, Harry in just 3 months or less made himself so essential in our daily life, the way he called me beautiful, love and babe, the way he would bring me to school ...and the worst part is that I still like him...a lot...

"Life goes on" Alex whispers to me...my gaze is always on him during break time, always. 

Is beautiful smile and laugh...the way he sometimes turns his gaze to mine and looks away quickly, the way he runs his fingers through his hair...

"I just miss him..." I tell her..."too much..." I try to retain the tears.

She gets up and I follow her to our next class...English...how fun.

 

I take a deep breath and walk past Harry not looking at him once...I have to move on...I have to forget everything that happened...I have to forget the curly haired boy that stole my heart and ripped it apart.

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I make my way down the hallway and get inside the classroom, I greet Mr.Smith and sit in the back of the room doing what I do best...draw...irony people!!

I laugh at myself and continue my beautiful drawing, not bothering about class, or Harry, and then again why am I even bothering about Harry...oh god forget it...

But the thing is I can't and if he feels the same why doesn't he show it? Did he forget about me in one week? Was he using me? Well I guess Alex is right...we should talk...and that's what I'm going to do...
Yes, Emma Edwards is going to talk with Harry Styles, if I miss him, I guess it makes sense I tell him. Or maybe not.

I take my gaze off my paper and watch Harry in the other end of the class, he is so cute when he's concentrated...


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Class was great, boring...but great cause it's not everyday that in the end of the class you have a visit of Miss Ashley and her crew of barbies.

The room was soon empty and my throat was getting dry second by second...was she going to beat me up again? Was she going to kill me and cut me to pisses?

"What do you want?" I try to sound strong and not scared...
But my voice sounds everything but confident. Way to go Emma. 

She looks at me with a smirk and continues staring at me...

"Can I go please?" I say trying to trespass her and her supermarket of polly's but as soon as I try to walk past her she pulls me aside...

"You are doing a very nice job, Emily" she chuckles...

Oh nana what's my name?

"I'm Emm"

But I'm soon interrupted by her pestiferous voice.

"Whatever Natalie...well I just want to tell you that me and Harry, well we are together now...and if you try...if you try to get near him...you'll end up in a hospital bed. Am I clear?" Ouch. What?

All my pity, hard feelings, regret, compassion, happiness, even love, or whatever was happening with me were exchanged by unhappiness, frustration, anger and hate for Harry.

He made me look like a fool. He played me. He...

My heart is rushing and I just want it to be all a lie and...but it's not...it's the truth and it hurts...hurts so bad...this is what you receive for being so naive and caring, for letting show this other part of you to someone you barely know...this is the reason why I don't go for guys like Harry...this is the reason why I can't like someone. We all end up hurt. Hurt. Even that word hurts.

I try to keep calm and retain the tears from falling...
And then something got into me...

You need to stay strong, so laugh, do what you do best, laugh about it...

So I just laugh about it and Ashley looks at me with a confused look. She was waiting for me to what? Kill her? Insult her? Oh well I'm Emma Edwards and that's not going to happen my dear just because some gorgeous good-looking guy made me look like a fool, I'm not going to be one of your toys, sorry to break it to you.

Show her that you're stronger than what she thinks...I tell myself...

"Who cares? Who needs him anyways?" I tell her trying to hide all the pain that was going through my whole body...

I'm broken and bruised 


She just stays there looking at me like a creeper, like she just lost a game, she thought that I was going to play that game, but I am not.

I make my way through them and walk way from there, faster than a lighting bolt.

I run and run and run and find my way to the school gates...where I break down and start to cry...

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I just wanted to say a massive thank you to everyone who's reading this story, to the amazing comments and I know this chapter is crappy but I promise that the next one is going to be better!! 
Thank you so muchhh!!
Stay beautiful xx

 

 

 

 

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