Afraid to Love

Angela Colonna seems to be the perfect girl, but she has a not so perfect backround. Angela doesnt think she can ever love again then Harry Styles comes along


3. A Game

The first week of school was almost over and i didn't talk to Harry that much, but he has done nothing but stare and smirk in my direction. It was weird. Today was Thursday and i had a job interview, i was trying to save enough money to get myself a car. Until i can get a car i've been taking the bus everywhere. I was able to walk to the diner though because it was only about ten minutes from my house and i could use the exercise anyways. When i got to the diner i was right on time for my interview. After being asked a hundred questions the manager told me that i started work Monday after school. It was only a part time job so i only had to work Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays after school. I walked home and changed into my gymnastics uniform again and walked to the bus stop. I had gymnastics lesson Monday and Thursday from eight o'clock to ten o'clock. I dont know how i keep up with work, school, and gymnastics, but i do it all to keep my perfect reputation.
~ The next day i walked to school, happy because it was finally Friday and i couldn't wait for the weekend. I went to first period and listened to Mr. Mayfeather go on and on about some book that we're reading in class. I was trying my best to tune everyone out, and i was doing a good job until Harry was an inch away from my desk, i snapped my head towards him and he flinched back surprised. I excused myself to the bathroom. As i walked out of the classroom i felt his eyes burning holes into my body, i turned around to glare at him, his eyes traveled up and down my body. He smirked at me and i gave him a look of disgust before walking out of the classroom.
~Harry's POV~
Angela raised her hand and asked to use the restroom, when she stood up i couldn't help but stare. The way she swayed her hips with confidence, her dress holding every perfect curve. She was perfect. I didnt notice that i was staring until she turned and looked at me. Knowing that i was caught checking her out all i could do was smirk, she gave me a death glare and walked out of the room and I chuckled to myself.  Angela was different then other girls. Every girl in this high school worshiped the ground i walked on, but she didnt care about me, she hated me and i liked it. I craved her, it was almost like a game i needed her to need me. I wanted her to want me like i want her.

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