Long Lost Twin

My name is Lizzie, my Mum recently died from cancer so I was forced to live with my aunt. That also meant moving schools and making new friends. I did have a Dad but I never knew him. Mum did, they split when I was born. He took my twin and Mum took me.


8. Chapter 8: Double Date and Sadness

I picked my car up this morning and I drove to Maidstone to meet Jess, Mark and Harry. Harry said he was getting his own ride. Something seemed strange about him though. I tried texting him at night and calling him but he wouldn't reply. He said he would make it all up to me today. 

I sat outside Odeon and I saw Jess and Mark walk up to me. 

"Sorry we're late. Where's Harry?" Jess asked. I shrugged. 

We waited an hour for him then gave up. I felt like I had been stabbed. Harry stood me up. He promised he would be here. All three of us ate at Frankie and Benny's and then watched a film after. It was awkward just the three of us. I knew Jess felt bad for me. 

"He's famous. He must have had an emergency or something." She assured me. I nodded and tried my best to fight the tears. I didn't get a text from Harry. I got nothing from him. Like he had forgotten about me completely. 

Sunday night I threw up from crying so much. I sent Liam and Paula a text saying I wouldn't be in on Monday. They knew Harry had stood me up and how sad I was about it. Liam promised me that straight after school he would come over and check on me. He checked on me today too. 

Jenny had to work but said she would try and get home earlier. I told her it was fine and I can look after myself. 

I stayed in bed all day. I listened to music all day. 

The song that stuck with me was Cold As You - Taylor Swift and You're Not Sorry - Taylor Swift. I swear she has a song for every situation. I heard the doorbell ring and I immediately ripped the earphones out of my ears and ran downstairs. I looked through the peep hole and saw Harry standing there. I didn't want to talk to him so I ran back upstairs hoping he would think no one was home. The doorbell didn't ring again until half an hour later, this time it was Liam and I let him in. 

"Harry told me he stopped by and no one answered. I thought something had happened to you." Liam said as he stepped inside. 

"I didn't want to talk to him." I mumbled. 

"I don't blame you. He's treated you like shit." Liam sighed. "You look better now though." 

"Ugh. I don't want to go into school tomorrow." I mumbled. 

"I don't blame you but it will be fine." Liam promised me. "I can tell Harry to give you space if you want." I shook my head. 

"No thanks." I replied and gave him a small smile. Brothers are great. 

"If he stands you up again I will kick his ass for you." Liam promised and I giggled.


"Well I'm gonna go and let you get some more rest. Bye." He said and hugged me one last time then left. I locked the door then ran upstairs. 

I fell asleep and didn't wake up until the following morning. I got ready for school quickly and then drove to school. I got there early so I didn't have to face Harry yet. I stayed in the library until the bell went then I walked to English. 

I noticed that Kathy still had that smug smirk on her face. It made me feel sick. I know that she has some evil plan plotted out. It was only a matter of hours before my life would be hell again. I considered running home for a brief second but there is no way I can skip school because of her. 

Harry wasn't in chemistry, nor was Kathy. I started to feel jealous but I couldn't let that rule my life. Harry said I was different. I couldn't be like other girls. He would hate me. 

I couldn't avoid Harry forever. He found me at lunch and demanded we talked. My heart started beating frantically in my chest. 

"I'm sorry about everything." Harry apologised. "I didn't mean to stand you up. I got a call." 

"Then why didn't you text me? I didn't hear from you all weekend! You have been skipping chemistry! You told me you had a meeting with the boys and they knew nothing about the meeting!" I felt my voice rise. I was shaking. I was scared. 

"I couldn't text you. I was busy." Harry said quickly. 

"So busy you couldn't message me but you could Tweet? I see how important I am to you." I said sarcastically. 

"You have Twitter?" He asked shocked and I clapped my hands. 

"No shit, Sherlock." and I turned around and walked away. I was going home. It was lunch, I had no more lessons. 

"Liz! Wait!" Harry called after me but that only made me run away faster. 

I climbed into my car and switched on the engine and drove home. He was the worst liar ever. I hadn't even been going out with him for a week and he was already lying and standing me up. I can't believe him! 

When I got home I made myself a bowl of ice cream and sat in front of the TV. The doorbell rang and I went to get it. It was probably the post. I opened it and saw Harry there. 

"I'm sorry. Forgive me, please." He begged. 

"I want an explanation." I demanded. 

"I can't tell you but one day I promise I will. Just give me a chance." He begged. I nodded even though I knew I was doing the right thing. Harry kissed me. The kiss went on for ages. We finally broke apart when the bell rang. 

Author's Note - I'm sorry this is a short chapter. I can't make it any longer for a reason. 

Here's a question - what do you think Harry is hiding? I have the next chapter written out but I'm not publishing it until later. 

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