I've been avoiding that dreaded conversation with Harry all day. We fled my house because my mom could come back, and none of us wanted to deal with that. I wasn't sure if Harry's comment was because he heard my nasty little habit or because of my mom. I didn't want to know.

"I need to get home, Haz," Niall called over the radio from the backseat, "My mum wants me to do some stuff for her."

We'd been roaming around the city all day, which was weird because I hadn't hung out with anyone other than Nate and Ash since freshman year. But I didn't want to be in my house right now. As we pulled up to what I assumed was Niall's home, he got out and tapped my window until I rolled it down.

"It was nice hanging out with you, Jamie. Maybe you'll talk to people other than your two friends now?"

"It's doubtful."

"That's too bad," he frowns, "I'll see you around." He leans in through the window and gives me a quick peck on the cheek.

"Bye Niall."

After we pull out of his neighborhood, it finally registers that I'm alone with Harry. This is the last thing I wanted.

"Where do you want to go?" He breaks the silence.

"Your turn to choose."

I guess he decided it'd be a surprise because he didn't say anything after that. I just sat and hummed with the radio until we pulled into the mall parking lot.

"Sorry, couldn't think of anything else."

"This is good, you can help me shop," I reply.

We walk into the mall and I lead him to Forever 21. As I look through clothes, he follows me around. I can't help but notice all of the female attention Harry gets. Everywhere he walks, girls' eyes follow him. I get quite a few glares too.

"Fuck..." I hear Harry mutter under his breath.

"What?"

"Can we leave this store? Please?" His tone is filled with sheer terror.

I look down at the pile of clothes in my arms and look back up at him, "I mean, can I check out?"

"Yeah, let's just... Let's hurry."

We go to wait in line, and the entire time Harry has a completely panicked look on his face. Eventually we make it to the front of the line, and the girl works through my items in a painfully slow manner. Finally, she handed me my bags and we started to exit the store.

"Harry?!" Queen Bitch, herself is striding towards us, looking as barbie-esque as always, "Hey babe! I didn't see you at Michelle"s last night." She pouts after kissing him full on the mouth.

Well, I think to myself, someone's got some confidence.

"Oh, who's this Haz?" She finally seems to notice me.

"Jamie."

"You've never been one to keep your whores around past the morning," she smirks, "If they even make it to the morning."

"I may be a whore, but at least I'm not a total bitch with no legitimate friends," I snap, "Harry, I'm gonna call Ash to come get me. Have fun with Alexis."

I turn and walk away. I can't believe I let myself think someone like Harry might actually want to hang out with me. This is why I don't talk to anyone. I fucking hate people. I manage to make it to the bathroom before the tears fall.

Whore. Maybe I am a whore. Maybe that's why all of the friends I used to have are gone. I'm a fucking mistake.I can't breathe. It's all flooding back... I pull my razor blade out of my purse and slide my sleeve up. As I take the blade to my skin, I'm able to regain my focus. I can breathe again.

"Ash..." I mutter once she answers the phone, "I need you."

"I'll be there in five."

Notes

Sorry this chapter sucked, I just don't think I'll be able to update later because HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL YEAH! Hope you guys hate Alexis as much as I do. Yeah she's based off a real girl. Yay for me hating people and taking it out on fanfic.

--JKM