Five Lovestories

After my lunch with Zayn, I decided to take a quick nap. My sleepless nights really started to leave marks on me, and the fact that I still had bad dreams about Mark didn't make it better. For a few hours, I slept like a baby. But suddenly, I woke up by the sound of someone knocking on the door. You never know who it is out there, I thought as I quickly fixed my hair in front of the mirror. I opened the door, and there he was. Harry Styles.

"Harry." I breathed low.

The way we left things the last time wasn't mature or professional. I realized he was right to come here, we needed to sort things out.

"Kathleen.." He said with.. begging eyes?

Kathleen sounded so weird, I had really been getting used to only Kath, so why did he use my full name? For forgivness?

"You can.. come in.. if you want to.." I said and opened up the door.

Harry nodded and walked past me. Our memories, our history, everything flew past me like a movie in fast forward. I swallowed hard and closed the door after him. He had stopped in the middle of the room, staring at me. It felt uncomfortable, and my hands automatically landed over each other, crossed.

"Look.. I'm sorry for how I acted." He said.

I was actually impressed. I didn't expect him to be so quick on the "I'm sorry".

"It's... it's fine. I'm fine." I said.

"I was hoping you would say that." Harry said with a small grin.

"Haz, where have you been today?" I asked and took a step closer.

"I didn't feel like going to class."

"Don't you mean classes?"

He sighed.

"It's stupid, Harry. You said you were going to be okay with this." I said with a blaming tone.

"I am now, okay? Don't be so hard on me, any of the guys would've reacted the way I did!" He defended.

"Don't be so sure about that." I said.

He raised one eyebrow, and his mad expression calmed down to a slightly amused one.

"Zayn, huh?" He said and started to walk around in the room.

I remained left standing, only watching him walking around in circles around me.

"How's he anyway? Is he a good kisser? Does he touch you? How does he make you feel?"

I was furious. Harry was still too immature to handle this, he couldn't stand the thought of me dating someone else, and he was starting to piss me off.

"Get out of here." I said, and tried to regain my calmness.

"What the fu.. Kath, I'm just playing with you, babe!"

"Do not call me babe!" I shouted.

Harry finally stopped walking around me, and took a step closer to me. We were too close now, the space between us was like four feet.

"Kath, okay, listen. You gotta admit. What we had was special."

"Yeah, I admit. But I wanna have something special with all the guys, not only you, okay?"

"But we can break the rules! I can feel it, Kath. You and I, we're meant to be!"

"Harry stop!"

He flinched back from his intrusive, close position, and suddenly looked at me in a different way than he did before. He took a few steps back, and bit his lip in confusness.

"You're.. you're right, God I'm so stupid.. You know what?" He said and looked up at me. "You're absolutely right. Our week is over, time for me to move on. I hope you and.. Zayn.. have a.. a.."

He was breathing fast and he was frowning in a weird way. What was going on with him? I thought as he started walking his way back to the door.

"I'll see you.." He mumbled.

I quickly threw a glance at the clock, it was 8:01pm, and then I rushed after him.

"Harry!" I shouted after him in the hallway.

He reluctantly stopped, with clenched fists, and I saw his shoulders raise up along with his deep breath, and then he turned around.

"Harry.." I said.

I slowly walked up to him, stood in front of him a second, and then hugged him hard. The longer I hugged him, the harder it got.

"Loosing you is just so hard.. I went from being the luckiest man on the earth, to now.. I don't know what to do.."

"Haz.." I said and pulled away. "How many times do I have to say it? You haven't lost me! Sure, you can't kiss me anymore, or treat me like your girlfriend.. But you can still enjoy my company, you can still hug me, and you can still be my friend, hell even my best friend!"

Harry slightly smiled and nodded.

"Yeah.. I guess that's fair."

I gave him a last hug before I returned to my dormitory. I was so releaved, and happy that I had finally solved everything with Harry now. I locked the door and walked up to the windows. Black clouds were hovering the sky and within a minute, the rain were poring down on the ground. I decided to be a little cozy, so I started up a movie, and covered myself with blankets. I was just about to fall asleep, when the second knock today echoed through the room. Sleepily, I looked over to the door. Someone was yanking the doorknob, and it made me nervous. Who was so excited, or so in hurry to see me, like this?

"Who's there?" I shouted.

Something bright cut through the room, and a few seconds later, the thunder rumbled closer to the college. Isn't it now when the killer smashes the door open and kills me? I dragged my blanket closer to my face.

"Who's there?!" I tried again, now louder.

The yanking suddenly stopped. Usually, it's now when the jumpscare comes, I thought and the goosebumps rolled over my body.

"Son of a.." I heard someone mumble, before the doorknob was slowly being locked up.

This is it, I thought as my whole body was shaking. Someone's here to kill me. The door opened, and once again, the lightning flashed through the room, and made the person, or was it persons, that was standing in the doorway darker. Not until the thunder once again came sneaking up on me, I saw who was standing there.

"Is she yours?" Our principal asked with a strict face and crossed arms.

Bim was standing in front of her, with both hair and clothes so wet that they were dripping, and with bags and suitcases on the sides of her. Bim raised a hand and gave me a nod.

"Guess who's moving back?"

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