Payback (Harry Styles)

Chapter One

I don't think I should be here. In fact, I am scared to be here. Too many painful memories that I deserved are preserved in these places. It's like a horror film of guilt crashing into me as I walk out of the airport; Jetlag killing me over. Flashes of people, places, all exploring my mind as if they are detectives. A gunshot of a wound welding in my heart, as I breathe in the fresh air.

Putting my hand out for a taxi, my whole body shakes of anxiety. Calm down Hayden, my subconscious reminds me. A sigh of relief escapes my mouth as one pulls up next to me. I sling my bag up over my shoulder opening the door, memories flashing through my mind. I look up at the taxi driver, to see he is sucking on a sucker.

“Um just take me to the closest Starbucks, please?” He doesn’t speak, and just begins driving.

I pull my cracked Iphone out of my pocket, unraveling my headphones from it. A groan escapes my mouth as all I want to do is crawl up into a ball and sleep but no I have to go look for a place to stay, preferably get a roommate. Of course I am coming to Uni the second semester in the school year. I just really hope I don’t run into anyone I know.

I quickly bring my camera out, checking to see what I look like. My dyed blonde hair, curled at the ends. My fake eyelashes, exposing my hazel contacts that cover my blue eyes. A sigh of relief escapes my mouth, happy that I don’t look like how I use to. I am no longer Hayden Jenson, I am now Hayden Reed.

My nerves settle as Bon Iver, Lump Sum begins to play in my headphones. Laying my head on the head rest I stare out the window seeing buildings go by. The clouds holding a dark gloomy gray preparing a rain shower or even worse, snowing. I jump in my seat remembering I need to text my father that I got here safe. Quickly texting him, the taxi driver tells me that we have arrived and how much I owe him.

I pulled the money out of my pocket, handing it to him before exiting the Taxi. A smile forms on my face as I see Starbucks a few stores down. A scream escapes my mouth as my phone falls out of my hand. I drop to the ground picking it up to see more cracks. Curses run out of my mouth, stuffing the piece of crap in my pocket I stood up.

I am bewildered at a moment as hot liquid runs down my chest, as I am pushed to the ground. My vision goes blurry before I realize someone had just ran right into me.

My vision clears to see a girl with strawberry blonde hair, wide bright green eyes staring down at me. “OH MY GOSH! I AM SO SORRY!” She screams out frantically, holding her hand out for me.

I take her hand awkwardly getting to my feet. A curse escapes my mouth as I look down to see coffee down my white shirt. “I am so, so sorry!”

I look up meeting her frantic eyes, “Don’t be it happens all the time to people.” A sigh escapes my lips, knowing I will have to change now.

“No! I just ruined a perfectly good shirt! Please let me buy you a new one!?” I raise an eyebrow up at her shaking my head.

“No it’s okay I can just change, plus I am sure you don’t want to waste your money on a random stranger.” I exclaim, running my hand down the strap of my bag.

She put her hand out, before I took it still dazed by what is going on. “I am Abbie, you are?”

“A I am Hayden.” A perky smile forms onto her face.

“There now we aren’t strangers. Let me buy you a shirt.”

I roll my eyes shaking my head once again. “No, it’s fine besides I was going to go get me coffee any ways.”

Her hand went on her hip, a smirk tracing onto her face, “Well I need new coffee, and you need a new shirt. Sounds good for me come on girl.”

Before I know what is happening she is pulling me towards Starbucks. I laugh at how overly dramatic the girl can be. Seriously, I just met her and now we are going to get coffee and I guess you could say shopping?  I don’t even think I have been this social with a person for at least a month.