Chasing Cars - A Harry Styles love story

There's always a really hot guy at your high school you fall madly in love with. What type of complication does this cause when it's Harry Styles?


19. The Surrender

Chapter 19, The Surrender

The bell rang and I rushed out of Math. Dreading the cafeteria gossip, and seeing his face. But there was no way out of it. No way of getting away. I headed into the compressed room to find my regular seat taken, all the seats were filled.

I got in line for a drink and chips with my head down. Slowly reaching out to grab my lunch tray.

'Don't look at me. Do not look at me.'

I thought loudly before grabbing my food and hurrying to the back wall of the crowded lunch room. My back rolled down the side of the wall until I felt the cold hard ground. Alone.

I picked up a salt and vinegar chip from my tray and nibbled off a bit before flicking it away in denial. Although my favourite flavour, I would really rather starve. I didn't want any food. Nor drink. I could sit here on this concrete ground all day and watch students laugh and joke around. Having the fun I used to have.

"You having fun down there?" A snobby voice asked.

I slowly looked up through the threads of brown hair covering my messed up face.

Gemma, Kate and their bitchy followers smiled down at me. Towering over me intimidatingly.

They looked proud, like they had just achieved an excellence in science, or in this case, won over the girl they hated.

I was now at the bottom of the food chain. The girl with no friends, nobody to comfort her, no one to hold her hand or kiss her in the pouring rain. My happiness was shattered. And they had finally won the war.

"There's your ex boyfriend. Did he dump you for being to ugly? Or being shit at sex? Lets go girls, this boy needs to be taken of the market."

Gemma stated, she left with the group and began to walk away.

It's all just a game to them. Finding the hot boy, hurting the innocent girl, being the top of the top. They are your average bitchy bullies. Yet they'll never understand what it feels like. Feels like to be at the bottom, and have people stand on you. They'll never understand.

"You know what Gemma?" I called, standing up and catching the attention of the cafeteria.

"What peasant? What do I know? I'll tell you what I know. I know that you don't have any friends, you don't have anyone who loves you. You don't deserve to live."

She spat, taking a step closer.

"You don't even deserve to live."

She repeated, as the tears fought at my eyelids.

"You win. I finally surrender."

My voice cracked. She smiled devilishly and the school stayed as silent spectators.

My eyes moved to Harry who stood in the door entrance of the room. Without another glance at anyone else I felt everyone's eyes on me as I walked past Gemma and over to Harry's direction.

His face stayed neutral as I stood in front of him, fear taking over my mind and body.


I whispered to him, and that was my final word before I ran away. While the tears flew down my cheeks.


I can't do this anymore.

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