2. Chapter 2
It's now lunch time and neither the boys nor I have seen Harry. I wonder what's so great about sex that he had to ditch three periods for it. It was pointless sex, you go in and get what you want then go out. I always tried putting together why he did it, why he never actually tried being in a relationship but I could never figure out why. I don't know if it has something to do with my lack of knowledge about sex or if its something Harry just couldn't commit to.
Every time the cafeteria doors opened, my head would snap in the direction only to be filled with disappointment every time some pointless jock walked through. The rest of the boys were all seated at the same table as me, all in their own conversations with each other about some stupid party tonight. Niall kept stealing of my chips thinking I couldn't see. His hand lingering in my tray. It would normally irritate me if someone takes of my food but right now I'm not really worried. Just when he was about to take again I spoke up giving him a playful glare.
"If you keep -" I was cut off when the cafeteria doors opened and half of the children in the cafeteria died down. I turned my head to see who it was and it was none other then Harry, himself. He still had sex hair, his first two buttons were undone and the massive hickey on his neck was now more revealing. I mentally rolled my eyes at him for not looking more decent, you'd think because he did this often he'd learn to cover it up but no its like he was oblivious to the fact that he looked like crap. After a few more seconds everything went back to normal when the girl left Harry's side sending him a flirtatious wink.
To be honest I'm upset that Harry ditched us for sex for the second time this week. I know his a player and he uses girls, but I don't like that every time a girl would come to him, no, practically throw themselves at him, he just can't say no. When Harry made himself comfortable next to me, he took of my chips just like Niall did a few minutes ago with a grin on his face. I didn't say anything because he knows it irritates me when someone takes my food, so he took chips again.
"What's wrong Aleeah?" Harry asked once he noticed I wasn't going to say anything.
"Nothing" I replied.
"Are you sure?" He asked again.
"Doesn't -" Before Harry could continue the bell rang, cutting our conversation short, which I was glad for. I was the first one to get up from the table and go to my next class. I just wanted to avoid him and keep my distance. I wanted him to know that I was angry at him so it could irritate him just like it irritates me when he ditches me. Harry hates it when I'm angry at him because he thinks that I'll do something that he wouldn't approve of.
When I got to my next class which was history, I took a seat right at the back. I normally sit in front or the middle of the class but I'm just not in the mood today. The rest of the day went by like a breeze. Next thing I knew I was waiting for Harry to take me home. Another ten minutes went by before Harry actually came out of the school building with an irritated look on his face. A small smile played on my lips knowing damn well he was thinking about me being angry at him. Without saying a word he opened the door for me and he got in himself.
I noticed Harry going down a familiar road,not the road I live in but the road that leads us to the lake where most of our childhood memories together created. I remember how we would come here and do silly things, how we would tell each other everything. I didn't even notices the car had stopped and that Harry was already carrying me until he had set me on the grass.
"Why did you bring me here?" I asked rolling my eyes as the warm grass under my hand tickled my skin.
"We need to talk Aleeah." He demanded taking a seat next to me with the same irritated look on his face. If he think that demanding me to talk was going to get him anywhere then he has another thing coming. I closed my eyes and gently laid back against the grass while leaves of the tree swiftly blocked the sun.
"There's nothing to talk about Harry." I hummed licking my lips when a light breeze kissed my skin. Sometimes being in England is amazing because we don't get amazing weather like this all the time, so when we do get it we savour it. my mind slowly calmed down totally ignoring Harry's presence enjoying the light breeze.
"YES! Yes there is God dammit! I want to know why you were giving me the cold shoulder since lunch" Harry yelled causing my eyes to roll. I thought about it, could I possibly lie to him right now or should I just tell him the truth. "C'mon Aleeah we tell each other everything!"
That changed everything and I knew then I should just tell him the truth."Fine! Truth is I hate it when you ditch the boys and I without hesitation, when some slut just comes along and throws herself at you! I know you love the sex and it's 'amazing' but you could at least tell them 'no' every now and then. To me sex should be a special thing between two people that care 'bout each not some casual thing', but Harry was Harry and he wasn't going to change he's ways.
By the time I was done with my rant I was out of breath. I looked at Harry and he seemed dumbstruck.
"Well say something!" I shouted.
Yet he still didn't say anything. Harry was still my best friend though and probably always will be whether he slept with hundreds of girls or not, but that still doesn't make me less angry and if giving him the cold shoulder was a way to make him think about what he did then I'll do just that. "You know what? Just take me home!"
I got to the car and banged the door closed to let him know I'm really angry now. I watched Harry as he made his way slowly to the car. He was deep in thought, probably about what I just said. He got in the car and took us home. Nobody said anything, you could just hear the music that was playing. You could cut through the tension with a knife. Harry soon pulled up my driveway and still there was silence. I sighed and looked at him but he just continued looking straightforward like I wasn't there. I didn't know if I pushed a nerve or he was just having one of those days. I raised my hand attempting to place it on his leg, but placed my hand over my bag instead and got out the car heading straight for the door.
One thing I hated was being home alone, mom was still at work and Aidan was at grammy's house so I just I went straight to do my homework. When I got to my room I put my bag in the corner and sat on my bed and tried doing my Calculus homework but my thoughts were running wild. What happens to Harry and I now? What do I do? But to think about it, Harry practically tells me what I can and can not do, who I should or shouldn't talk to. I've had enough of it! I'm gonna live my life the way I want to not the way Harry or anyone else wants me to!
No, that would just piss him off and he'll just go to my mom who'll just take her side. Maybe I should call him and apologise, I mean I did over react knowing Harry did what he did. Maybe I should just take a cab and go to his house? No, he's at the stupid party.
The party! Yeah I'll go there apologise and come right home that's what I'll do. One thing I couldn't stand was Harry being angry at me. It was like the guilt made me sick even if I wasn't the one in the wrong, it still managed to eat me alive.
I nodded at myself and walked to my closet grabbing a pair of faded black skinny jeans, pink jumper with 'Kitten' written on it and UGG boots. I slipped my clothes off and pulled the jeans up my thighs squeezing into them then throwing the jumper over my head. I walked out of my room and slipped my UGG's on then slipped money into my pocket before walking out the door.