What I Need

Chapter 26: Red Head and The Wolf

Harry was no Augustus Waters. He lacked the charm, literacy, and height. He was no Romeo, as no large or extravagant romantic gesture was ever given. He was something purely new. Nothing girls would fan over, or anything worthy of a New York Times Best Seller. Harry was dark, self-centered, manipulative, and a new breed of the kind called introverts.

I myself was an introvert, but yet just as Harry I was nothing special, nor would I become something of the extraordinary. It wasn't that I wanted to either, but thrown into Harry's life I did feel the slightest bit special, in the deadliest of ways. It wasn't a comforting special, it was like a gun. Guns can be used for the good, and used for the bad. Then again, is everything purely on one side,

Eggs were never my favorite food, nor would I chose them if I had the choice. Though, at the ripe time of 6:01 am, the small breakfast hall hardy expected someone with the belly of a wolf to come in. Perhaps it was the blood loss, or the fact I had skipped several meals, but eggs were golden. I had no interest in the few students sitting around me, getting an extra early start at their morning. Though, when a brush on my shoulder was given, I did give the ample amount of friendliness to a rather corky girl beside me.

"Ya know, eggs aren't very good for the munchies," the crispy enthusiastic tone of the girl rang.

I couldn't help but laugh at her suggestion. Had I been smoking? No. If only the core of my problem was that simple. I'd never smoked anything before. Sometimes I would sneak cigarettes from my mother, assuming id get the courage to try it, but it never happened.

"Oh no, it's not like that. Just a large appetite," I promised her, taking the effort to actually observe the girl.

She was tall, thin, exotic looking. Her skin was pale, though she had no lack of freckles. Her eyes were a gorgeous hazel, matching her red hair to a tee. She was beautiful, to say at the least. Along side her was a few large suitcases, bags, and a rather flamboyant stuffed dog.

"Are you new?" I asked, not meaning to be off coming, but simply curious.

With the nod of her head, she began explaining vaguely how the help office had not done much of what they were supposed to do, and she couldn't find her dorm room. There for she thought she might as well eat. I agreed to help after another serving, as I had smelt bacon cooking.

I had spent yesterday with Harry, simply doing nothing. As of this morning, I didn't have a clue where he was. There wasn't nothing between us, everything just was.

Jenny had joined our conversation, helping me to find out the chirpy new students name was Kori. Along with that, we helped her to her room which wasn't that far off from mine. I had excused myself from their conversation, taking the time to put proper clothes on for school, and camouflaging wounds.

Nothing went strange that day, it was a routine school day. Kori had generally the same classes as me. Along with her asking if I knew much about the 'hot guy with the curls' she was quite friendly and we hit it off well. Jenny liked her too.

Louis, or Mr. Tomlinson during school hours refused to give me eye contact during any of his speeches, nor did he ask me to stay behind during class. I couldn't help but feel bad, I had been severe on him.

Niall spent the afternoon with us in the library. I caused quite the fuss on going to the library, which neither of the girls fully understood. Zayn never showed up. Harry did though, he helped with home work and was rather normal. Everything was rather normal. Until I saw them.