"No one else can hurt you like I can." I pushed back his shivering body that was yearning for me. I couldn't hear this anymore, how much I needed him. It was driving me mad. " Norie, why is that?" "Harry-" "Answer me Norie." "No!" "Norie!" I didn't want to say it. I wasn't even sure if the feelings I was experiencing were mine to experience. I was in a state in which I had no control over. After seeing Harry after 4 years I didn't know what to think. "Norie?" "Because I love you!" I sighed.


28. Chapter 26

Songs for the chapter:

Simple Things : Miguel

Halcyon: Ellie Goulding

Explosions: Ellie Goulding


What could the chancellor possibly need with me? I haven't done anything wrong, I know that for sure. my grades are fine. Maybe my parents are here but then why would I have to be talked to in the chancellor's office. I'm so confused and at the same time fearing for my acedemic life. When I reach his office the door is open and a man with dark hair stands at his desk, running his fingers through his hair. I knock and stand before him like a deer caught in the headlights. 
"You sent for me?"

"Yes, Ms. Barragan. How are you?"

" I'm fine and you?"

"Puzzled." My throat is starting to constrict and me holding my breath helps none.

"Why are you puzzled?" He takes a deep breath and looks at me from the rim of his glasses.

"Because you seem like a decant girl." I swallow.

"I am?"

"Are you?"

"Yes." He turns the laptop resting on his desk until it faces me. My face turns hot and I have to balance myself on the doorframe before taking a moment to breath.

"Where did those come from?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing, because you see I don't- I don't understand why a girl like you would be caught in this scenerio." The pictures of me are to harsh to look at I don't understand how he has these. How these were even taken.

"I wouldn't-"

"But you did-" He intreupts.

"I-Mr. Dickens, that- this isn't-"

"This isn't what it looks like?" I want to nod but that would make me seem like a ragging liar and that's not what I am. Frankly, I'm appauld that someone would do this to me."

"I don't mind you living life. You're young, you're in college, but to publicly display this. It sickens me and it tarnishes you're reputation and the schools."

"I'm sorry I don't know how it got there. I don't understand any of this."

"I know you were probably heavily intoxicated but, I cant have someone ruining the name of this facility. It gives me a bad name and I'm sorry but I've looked it over and you're expelled."


"Expelled." Harry's voice booms from behind me. Why is he here?

"Why is she expelled?" A thick harsh line flattens his face as he looks from me to Harry.

"Harry you need to go."

"Why is she expelled?" I want to pull my hair out this situation could not get worse. Oh wait, yes it can. Add Zayn to the mix and Alex and there ya go.

"Harry just go." I plea. He stands his ground, taking a pbrave step toward the chancellor.

"What happened?"

"I can't have her here or you." The feeling of being exploited like this brings tears to my eyes but I can't break down, not right now. Not in front of Harry. It's to much, it's been to much this whole month has been dreadful.

I feel Harry grab my wrist and yank me out of the room. My feet are moving involuntary and all I want to do is run. It's amazing how differently your body reacts even when you're mind is telling it, run, faster. Break free! I want to pull away, my brain is telling me to get as far away from him as possible but my body won't react as he leads me outside to the black BMW I've grown accustomed with.

"I'm taking you home, okay?" I look away from him but he grabs my face in his hands and forces me to look at him . "I'm taking you home." I don't say anything but allow him to push me inside and close the door.

He drives, looking at me from time to time and back at the road. My mouth is dry and cruel but I don't open my mouth to ask for the bottled water in the front cup holder.

"I'm finshed." I mumble.


"It's over.Everything I worked for-it's gone."

"You can go to plenty of college's. He's a dick for expelling you. I'll talk to Louis."

"Louis?" He clenches his jaw and looks forward.

"Yeah, I'll talk to him." When he parks I stay in the car looking ahead at the doorm room that may not belong to me anymore, to the memories I've created inside over the past 6 months to my best friend that I'll have to abandon. It fucking sucks! Yes, it sucks. I hate it! I hate him ,I hate Zayn, I hate Alex, I hate everyone! My chest is heaving uncontrolably at the thoughts circulation through my mind.

"I don't want to be here." I say.


"I don't want to be here!! I need to go." I push myself out of the car and start to walk away from the nightmare that is encasing me.

"Norie!" His boots clap against the pavement and he grabs a hold of my wrist.

"Stop!" I snap, twisitng around to face him. "This is all your fault. My life is over because of you. If you would have just stayed back in England. I wouldn't be going through half of the shit I am and I wouldn't be going cazy." The tears are pouring down my cheeks as I try to pour every little feeling into this outburst.

"I hate you, I'm not going to get over it no matter how many times you're 'there for me'. If you wouldn't have left in the first place I wouldn't be here! If you would have just stayed, I wouldn't be pressured to be good, I could of been happy but you don't care." His face falls as he analyzes every last word.

"You're right. I shouldn't of left. I was completely wrong, but you can't hold that against me because I'm here now. That's all it's about is me being here now! Making up for all the shit I missed, all the relatiohsips I turned to shit. Like ours, you have to let me try. It'll be hard."

"Why can't things anything be easy with you. I don't want to have to be like this- it feels to shitty." He presses his lips against mine and grabs ahold of my arms. I push away, feeling the absence of his lips.

"No you can't do that! Not anymore." He grabs wraps his arms around me agian and holds me kisses the crown of my hair.

"I'm sorry. I'll fix it." He whispers into my hair over and over again.

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