Chapter 8 - old friend

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chapter 8

Lilac's POV

"Harry," he held out his hand "harry styles"

I shook his hand and stared into his eyes. It must be him. No. He left. But he seems so familiar. The way he said his name was exactly the same way he said it when I did first met him.

I snapped out of my thoughts and realised I was still shaking his hand. But it seemed like he didn't notice because he was still staring at me in deep thought. If it is the same harry I met 4 years ago, then he must be thinking the same.

"Ahem" I cleared my throat. I couldn't get out of his grip so I had to get him out of his thoughts, I waved my other hand in his face

"Sorry" he said quietly

It stayed quiet for a few minutes but I noticed he was staring at my wrists. It must be my harry. His eyes widened when he saw my faded self harm scars on my wrists, beneath all the bracelets

"Lilac?" He asked

"Yeah" I hid my wrists under the table

"Where'd you get those scars" he asked, though I bet he already knew

"That's quite personal, and I don't feel comfortable sharing stuff with strangers" I said then I walked away to go outside in the yard

I felt a presence behind me, I knew it was harry.

I sat down on the bench where my clique was. I turned to see that harry did too.

"What happened to your ar-" he tried to ask again, but I interrupted him

"Nothing, it's none of your business" I interrupted him because I didn't want my friends to know I self harmed, they'd think I'm crazy.

*RING RING*

Thank god. The bell went. I don't think I could of come up with anymore excuses to avoid him.

~skipping the rest of the school day~

Turns out Harry's in every single one of my classes. Great. He's gonna keep pestering me. Ugh.

I got out of the school building. But then I stopped walking when I saw harry waiting by the school gates. He looks like he's waiting for someone. I walked the further away from him as possible. But it failed because he saw me. Just my luck.

"Why have you been avoiding me" he said with his low seductive voic- wait no his voice isn't seductive. I just met the kid. Well kind of. His voice used to be higher, the last time I remember. Although, that was when we were 14.

"I don't know. I don't even know you. So how can you assume I'm avoiding you" I stated

"Lilac, we clearly both know each other. Remember. We were best friends at 13 but then-"

"You left me" I interrupted him.

"Yeah," he looked at the floor and kicked the ground slightly, with his hands in his pockets
"Also, don't interrupt me. I remember at lunch you interrupted me, was that because the rest of your friends don't know about your cutting?" I interrogated me

"Well...no" I answered

He smirked evilly before walking away. What's his problem?

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