Change

Chapter 2

I make my way down the hall, slightly shoving the freshmen who won't move out of the way. I reach my locker and throw my books in it. I look at my watch and see we still have 10 minutes before classes start-

"Hey Jess!" Harry says way to loudly for 7 in the morning

"Hey" I respond not talking over a whisper

"I called you last night you didn't respond. Is everything alright?" Harry says looking down at his hands

"Yea I'm fine I just didn't hear it" I lie. I can't tell him that I didn't answer because I can't. I just can't. I never felt this way around anyone before. But, when I'm with Harry I get this strange feeling. I can't describe it. When I'm around Harry I feel different.

"We'll if your free we could meet up today after school at my house" the words slip out of my mouth. Like word vomit, but worse. I can't have him over. My moms an alcoholic if he meets her he's going to tell everyone. He already probably told everyone about the whole not being a virgin. I just want my senior year to go by like a normal high schooler's should.

"That's great. I'll meet you after school." Harry replies and walks away without letting me respond. He leaves me alone with my weird feeling in the bottom of my stomach.
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School goes by way to fast, which is something I thought I never would say. in walk to my car and I see Harry has already found it. He looks perfect leaning against the door typing on his iphone. His curly hair, green eyes-
JESS! You can't be feeling this. He's is SO not your type. Also he's a popular your not, I don't even have any friends. Besides Harry, who DO NOT like. Is Harry even my friend? whatever.

"Jess" Harry says when he stops typing and notices me. He looks different his eyes don't have that sparkle they always do. He seems..sad?

"Is everything ok?" I ask while opening the door to the driver seat and starting the car.

"Yes...well-no. It's not I just broke up with my girlfriend" Harry whispers. Was Harry dating that skank who follows him around school? I thought he was more mature. Something we have in common.

"I'm sorry" no I'm not. I could care less. I'm glad he called it off with that whore. She reminds me of my self. Before my change. There's nothing a few alcohol anonymous classes and videos they showed me in rehab of sexually transmitted diseases. That can make you change. hopefully.

The rest of the ride is spent in awkward silence until we reach my house.

"Nice place" Harry says as we pull in. He's lying. My mom doesn't even work she gets money from her late night booty calls and drug dealing.

"You know Jess you're going to have to open up to me if we do this project" Harry states.

"We'll ask me a question" I say hesitantly while walking up the stairs to my room.

"Who's your role model?" Harry asks.

"Hmmm not what I expected you where going ask but I don't have one" Harry chuckles. He has a cute laugh.

"Interesting" he jokes while taking out 2 note books so we can write notes.

"My turn. What's the worst thing you've done?" I ask he probably is going to say when he went to bed past his bed time or some shit like that.

"I drank a few times at like party" he hesitantly answers. Wow wasn't expecting that.

"My turn" Harry breaks the awkward silence "what do you regret most in life?"

I don't answer. Seconds pass. Minutes. I just stare at him.

"Jess?" Harry snaps me out of my thought "you can tell me anything"

"You wouldn't understand" I whine while my eyes start to tear.

"You can trust me" Harry says while wiping a loose tear from my eye. But can I?

I break and explain everything. The partying, drinking and drugs. I begin to tell him about me getting caught and start full on sobbing. It feels good to tell someone. I tell him how it ruined my life. But how rehab suggested changing schools and moving on from my old life.

Harry doesn't respond.

"Pathetic, believe me I know" I full on sob to him

He still doesn't respond. He hugs me? I hug him back. He wipes my tears and kisses my forehead gently. I hold on to him and cry into his shoulder.