Chapter 21

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Another nightmare woke me up that night. But this time Harry watched and laughed at me while it was happening. It's was humiliating and hurtful and I just want them to go away. Maybe I should see someone, just to try to talk to someone about it and maybe it'll help. Maybe they could tell me to take something to help me sleep because this is making me exausted. I'm tired of not being able to sleep, I'm tired of being humiliated, I'm tired of trusting people..I'm tired of being tired.

At least now it's seven so I could get up and take shower and get ready for school. I decide bring my long blonde hair to a side braid and add just a little over up to try to cover the bags under my eyes. I put on my favorite navy blue sundress and finish it off with my while flats. I check myself one last time in the mirror and nod to myself before walking out of the door.

When I told my mom about the dinner at Abby's house last night she seemed surprised. She thought that I was trying to just see Harry but figured that wasn't the case when she called Harry's mom to confirm the invite.

I grab my bike out of the Garage and make my way to school.

I open the double doors and speed to my locker. I'm a little late so I rush through my locker to grab the books I need before slamming my locker shut and turning around quickly; and them slamming Into something hard, making my books scatter across the hallway. I groan to myself and pick them up quickly before turning around and getting to class. "Wait." A male voice calls out. I turn around and it's the guy that worked at IHOP. He's holding up my assignment pad and I smile and get closer to him to get it.

"Thank you." I say. "And sorry for bumping into you, I'm late for class." I laugh a little and he joins.

"It's fine. See you around velvet." He says before turning around.

"Velvet?" I question and he turns back around but still walks backwards and smiles.

"Remember, red velvet pancakes." Oh yeah. I ordered those but then I left the restaurant because of Harry's rude remark. I nod and smile and we both go out desperate ways.

I run down the stairs and into the basement to get to the art room. I run down the hall and slow my pace down so I can get into the class. I open the door and the teacher looks at me and I give her an apologetic look and she smiles and nods. I walk by and she whispers "don't let it happen again, okay sweetie?" She says and I nod. I'm glad she gave me a warning instead of a tardy. I mouth a thank you to her and go to take my seat. I see that Harry is sitting at my desk so I go across the room to take his seat.

"You and Harry playing musical chairs?" Niall turns around and whispers to me.

I laugh and take out my sketch pad. "No, just don't feel like sitting there." I shrug.

"Looks like he wanted you too." He says and points to Harry with his pencil before putting it on the back of his ear. I turn to look at Harry and he looks at me and then turns to look at the desk.

"Whatever," I mumble and open the sketchpad to a new blank sheet to work on for the next assignment.

"Today is Wednesday! Which means it's free draw day so enjoy it, but you must do something productive, if I see a cell phone I'm taking it." Mrs. Collins says and everyone goes to put their cellphones back in their pockets. I'm guessing she's one strict teacher, she's not to me though.. Maybe because I'm new.

I decide to draw a sunflower being blown into the wind, making some of the medals fly off into the page.

Before I know it class ends so I grab my stuff and walk out of the door. I'm the last person out of door and just as I go to walk out Harry walks in and shuts the door behind him.

"Let me out I have to get to class." I growl at him and he moves closer.

"No, we're going to talk." He moves his hair away from his eyes and I go around him but he blocks my way.

"I don't want to talk, I want to go to class." I try to move to the other side but it's impossible as he blocks my way again.

"I didn't mean what I said." He starts. I don't look at him and I reply with and 'okay' and move past him quickly enough so he wouldn't be able to block me in again.

He grabs my arm and pulls me back.

"Damn it, I'm not done." He yells a little and I pull my arm away from his tight grip.

"I am." He stands still and walk past him again and walk out of the door.

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Lunch consists of Abby talking about her and Liam and about how she's excited about tonight's dinner.

"Did you hear me?" She pulls me out of my gaze and I turn my attention back to look at her.

"Yeah, sorry. I just dozed off a little." I admit.

"It's fine." She laughs and takes a sip. "He probably won't even come downstairs for all I know." What?

"Who?" I open the cap of my soda and it's fuzzes to the top and I close it quickly before it explodes everywhere. "Whoa." I mumble to myself.

"Harry." She answers my question.

"What?! I thought Harry didn't live with you guys.." I trail on and she holds a confused look on her face.

"He doesn't. But he comes to the family dinners whenever his moms asks but sometimes he doesn't even come down." Oh my gosh. If I knew he would be there I wouldn't have agreed. Great, just freaking great. "Listen Bethany," she starts again.

"Are you sure there's nothing going on between you too. It seems the only way for you to talk to me is if it's about him." Now I feel like complete crap.

"I can assure you that absolutely nothing is going on between us. I'm sorry, I've just been really tired lately." I answering almost truthfully. I'm not going to tell her about the kiss I shared with Harry, that'd be weird.

"Okay," she simply says and I can't help but notice that she doesn't really believe me.

"How have you been? Since that whole incident.."

"Um, just a couple nightmares." I dot get into too much detail about them because Harry's words cross my mind, I don't want to seem like a baby.

"Wow. That must be scary."

"Very." The bell rings and signals that it's time for my last period of the day. English.

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English class went quickly and surprisingly, harry didn't try to talk to me again. But when the teacher was talking about how we should've started our assignments, we both made eye contact and I looked away quickly.

We didn't get anything started because he kissed me. And then practically screamed in my face.

I ran out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang so no one would try to talk to me. I want to get home as fast as I can to try to make up an excuse about not going to this dinner.

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