Eliza POV
Monday morning rolled around and I was honestly still dreading seeing the asshole. I don't see why I was and am so worked up over the whole event on Friday night. But i am and that's all that matters. I'm dreading homeroom. Even though I sit next to Julie and don't really have to look at him.
I know I might be blowing this out of proportion and I know this makes no sense for me to blow this out of proportion. But the fact is, I don't know what to do. I've never been in a situation like this and it's so weird. I need to see Dr.Blake. I can't talk to Julie about it because she has already told me to stay away from him. I should have listened to her. But no. I had to talk to him during gym, had to get cornered at my locker by him, had to go to his party, had to talk to him at his party, and had to look when I knew exactly what was happening.
I basically drug myself into this situation and I hate myself for it. I should have listened to Juls and I should have had better judgment about it. I guess I could always just ignore, ignore, and ignore. That's what I have to do. That's what I will do.
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"Liza!" Julie said as she approached me at my locker. "How was your weekend?"
"Boring, didn't do much." I said as I closed my locker and turned to her.
"Well what do you have planned this weekend?" she said as she pulled her chap-stick out and put some on.
"Nothing I know of. Why?"
"Well I was thinking about going shopping and I was thinking you could come with me." she offered with a warm smile on her face.
"I think I'm free Saturday." I say as we begin to walk to homeroom.
We get in class and go to our seats. The bell rings and the teacher goes behind her desk everyone starts talking with their friends or doing last minute homework. But as normal, Julie gossiped to me about all the shit she knew about everyone. It's crazy really, how much she knows and how eager she is to share everything with me. I suppose that's what having a friend is like. Sharing all the dirty secrets you know and telling each other everything.
It was about twenty minutes into homeroom, Julie was deep into telling me about how many girls she saw puke their guts out at the party, when the door opened. I turned quickly to see who it was. I saw him. In a red flannel. collar up, hair pushed back and those tight jeans. He sees me look at him and there's that smirk again. I look down and turn back to Julie, giving her my full attention.
After another ten minutes the bell range. Julie and I grabbed our bags and went our seperate ways in the hall. I'm walking to gym when someone pulls my arm and pulls me in between two sets of lockers. In just two seconds I'm stuck between a locker and Harry Styles. Not exactly what I need rightnow.
"Do you mind?" I say trying to get away but he won't let go of my arm.
"I do mind actually. I want to take you somewhere." he said looking in my eyes.
"And I want to marry Channing Tatum, but that's not going to happen. So bye Harry." I say trying to get away again.
"No." he said pulling me back and putting his other arm up to block me from getting away.
"I'm trying to get to class. I would like to actually graduate." I say bitterly.
"Just stop and agree then I'll let you go." he said getting closer.
"No. Now move." I said looking straight at him.
"I'm sorry." he said, his face softening.
"For what?" I said trying to move but he wouldn't budge.
"When we talked in the gym, I shouldn't have ran out. I shouldn't have expected you to show up at the library. I shouldn't have confronted you at your locker. I shouldn't have done what I did at the party Friday night." he said quickly. I didn't understand.
"Why are you saying this? You don't owe me anything." I said quietly.
"I want to take you out."
"Nice try." the bell rang and I sighed. "Can I go now?"
"Let me take you out. Tonight." he said.
"No Harry. Why should I?" I said. "There's no reason I should even consider going out with you, even once."
"I'll take you to the nicest restaurant in town" he said.
I shook my head.
"I'll wear a suit."
Another shake.
"I'll bring flowers."
I shook my head again.
"I'll pick you up and bring you home at a reasonable hour." He's running out of ides.
I just tilted my head.
"Please don't make me get on my knees and beg." he says. I look at him. He looks at the small space then slowly gets on his knees and takes one of my hands in his. "Eliza, please let me take you out tonight."
I stand there and look at him. Literally on his knees, begging for me to go out with him.
"I'll only keep asking you until you say yes." he said .
"Fine." I sighed. He smiled and stood up.
"I'll text you later." he smiled again then bent down a little and kissed me cheek. Yes, kissed my cheek. He stepped out of the little corner and began to walk down the hall. I quickly got out.
"You don't have my number." I said loudly. He turned around.
"Don't worry about it, love." He winked, then turned the corner.
"What the hell just happened?" I said as I looked up at the ceiling and laughed.
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"Why were you twenty minutes late to gym?" my mother asked me when I walked into the house and dropped my things at the door. I got a ride from Julie and Sam after school, thought they wanted to go get food I told them I had to get home.
"I felt a little ill and went to the nurse to lie down for a minute." I told her smoothly. I sat at the counter after getting a water from the fridge. "Mom." I said sweetly to get her attention.
"Yes?' she turned from the stove and looked at me.
"This boy from school asked me out on a date today." I said looking down.
"Sweetie that's great." she gushed coming to the counter and leaning against it.
"He asked me out for dinner. Tonight." I said looking at her.
"That's fine honey." she smiled. I smiled back then left the kitchen and went up to my room.
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I've finished my work and am lounging around. It's five o'clock. Still noting from Harry.
I got up to grab my book off my deck the dropped back on my bed. My phone buzzed and I have to say I smiled a little.
from: unknown
what's your address? I'll pick you up at 7. x
I smiled as I typed a reply, sending my address and getting a wink back from him. I smiled evn more as I saved the contact to my phone then got up to change.
I'm not sure where exactly he wants to take me. He said the nicest reataurant in town? Does that mean a dress? No. Just play it safe.
I go and take a quick shower then blow dry my hair and do my makeup. I go back into my room and put on my bra and panties. I go to my closet and pull out a magenta blouse and a black pencil skirt. I slip them both on then put on my heels. I go to my dresser and slide on my watch and put in my earrings. I spray on some of my perfume and then check the time. 6:50. Just in time.
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It's 7:30. Still no Harry. I get on my phone go to his contact, my finger hovering over the text icon. Should I text him? I look at the time again. Maybe he got lost? Traffic?
I lock my phone and lean back on the couch. Mybe he just got delayed a bit.
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Nine o'clock. No sign of Harry Styles. Time to face reality.
I get up and head to the stairs.
"Sweetie you're still home? When is that boy coming?" Mom asks coming into the hall.
Half way up the stairs I turn towards her and smile sadly. "He's not coming Mom. I've been stood up."
I turn back around and continue my way to my room. I strip my clothes and throw a shirt over my head. I take off my makeup and put up my hair. As I lay in my bed trying desperately not to cry, I can't help but think how stupid I was.
Why would I agree to go out with him? Why would I allow myself to get hurt. Thursday can't come fast enough, I need to see Dr.Blake. I need to talk to someone. I need to cry. As I slowly drift to sleep there's only one thing on my mind.
Harry Styles stood me up.
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eliza's outfit is on my polyvore :)