I had weird feelings for a boy. And no matter how much I wanted to forgive him, I needed my pride more. I didn't want to be the kind of girl who goes back to someone you can't trust, so I walked away.

But why was he the one who made me feel something so peculiar? I could hardly breathe around him, my heart would hit me through my chest like crazy, and I couldn't tame it.

I wanted to focus solely on school but he kept finding his way back into my brain. It's been so long since we've kissed. And all I had to distract me was Danny. I liked Danny, he was so sweet and caring. He was... just everything I wanted in someone, but he wasn't Harry. That was the only problem.

Ugh, why did I have feelings for someone with the emotional capacity of a spoon?

I called Danny's phone but he didn't answer. Instead, he sent me a text.

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10:02PM
I can't answer the phone right now. Is everything okay?
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10:03PM
I don't know. How are you?
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10:03PM
Not too good. What's wrong?
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10:04PM
Do you like metaphors?
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10:05PM
Sure?
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10:09PM
Picture this. You're wearing the most beautiful dress. It's silk, laced, pearl white and covered in sparkles. You adore that dress because it's so gorgeous and you want to wear it everyday, even if you're not going to a party. This dress fits like a glove. But one day, the maker of that dress decides that he doesn't want you wearing it anymore. You may like the dress, but he doesn't. He starts to tear that dress, completely destroying it purely because he doesn't want you wearing it anymore. And you're obviously upset, wondering why the hell someone could destroy something so beautiful. And then the dress maker starts to feel bad, he regrets everything. So he makes you another dress, and although it looks the same as the one before, you notice that it doesn't fit you right. You just don't look good in the dress anymore, and it's so stupid because the dress looks exactly like it did before, but it just doesn't feel right when you wear it.
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10:11PM
Are you talking about Harry?
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10:11PM
I don't want to name names. But yes. I don't want to talk about it anymore, I just needed to get that off my chest. What's bothering you?
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10:12PM
My life is so messed up. I don't know what to do.
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10:13PM
Why is it messed up? Is there anything I can do to help?
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10:15PM
No one cares if I'm dead or alive. Not my friends, or my family, or her.
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10:15PM
What? I care. I'm sure they care. Who's """her""""?
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10:16PM
A girl I messed around with. She thinks so wrongly of me, and she doesn't realise that I would never do anything to upset her. I'm so used to people not caring about me, but it kind of hurts when she's the one to turn me down.
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10:17PM
I'm sure she cares. Even if she says she doesn't, she probably does. You're such a nice guy, Danny.
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