Falling
Chapter 6
Song for the chapter: Jason Derulo feat Jordin Sparks - Vertigo
I felt good the next morning and this time I actually was able to eat something and had my every day morning coffee. I caught myself thinking not just abut coffee while drinking it and had to smile like a creep.
My mothers new husband was asking, what the name of the guy was.
“A boy?”, I asked trying to fake the fact that he was completely right. “Can a young teenage girl can not just have a good morning?”, I asked innocently. But nobody in my family seemed to believe me.
(SOME TIME LATER)
I was riding my bike to school looking up to the white clouds hoping to see a little bit of the sky. When I arrived at my school my hands were deaf from the cold.
I entered the school building a little bit nervous. Harry said he was also visiting Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School just like me, so I looked out for his face in the crowd, but did not saw him.
When I got into my classroom Simon was already waiting for me. I could not even say hi before he starts to apologize again.
“Simon really I am not mad at you. Actually I think it was quite good you were not there”, I said to interrupt him.
“What do you mean? What happened?” He got excited just like a kid on christmas morning.
“I caused an accident”, I said smiling.
“What is so good about that? I had one as well and believe me it was not that much fun!”, he said.
“Well I bumped into someone”, I said shyly.
“Someone? Oh my god! Do you mean someone hot? Good looking? A love interest?”, he said jumping up and down on his chair. I smiled like an idiot clearly answering his question.
In that moment Taylor sat down next to me.
“Good morning you two”, she said. I opened my mouth to wish her a good morning as well, but Simon was faster: “Clary met someone yesterday!”, he shouted.
“You did?” Taylor seemed to be happy for me.
“I did not talked to him on purpose. It just happened”, I said blushing because Simon talked way to loud.
“How is he? Cute, tall, handsome?”, Simon asked excited.
I thought about Harry for a second. “Tall, I guess. He was really friendly after I took him down to the floor with me. He has such a pleasant voice and yeah he is handsome. Oh and his hair is such a curly mess!”, I laughed. Simon squeezed my hand, but Taylor starred at me insanely.
“Curly hair? Did you met him in the cafe?”, she asked me, pretending a little bit too much not to care. I nodded.
“He works there. Take a time-out! Be our guest!”, I quoted the apron.
“You mean Harry?”, she asked. I looked at her confused.
“Do you know him?”, I asked still surprised.
“Well, we were in the same class last year.” Oh right Taylor was recapping the class.
“He is not the right choice for you. Believe me”, she said. I raised my eyebrows.
“And you think that because?”, I asked her.
“He...is just not that handsome how you think he is. You are way to classy for him, believe me you better stay away from him.”
I was confused. Was that hate in her voices? What had he done to her to make her to about him like that?
“Do you know him that good?”, I asked her hoping the answer was no.
“Kind of”, she said mysterious.
“Probably he is not that bad at all”, Simon said trying to defend me sine I was literally feeling sad and frustrated.
“Clary is such a nice girl. She is not his type”, Taylor said.
I howled inside. Ouw, that really hurted. I am not even his type.
The bell rang and the teacher came in. I felt horrible for the whole period. How could my day started off so good and was already this bad?
You are not even his type.
(LUNCH BREAK)
After the first periods I had made the decision that I do not care if Harry Styles would like me or not. Or if I was his type of girl or not. He was just a guy and I never had a boyfriend so far, so I really did not kneed one here.
I was fine all by myself. No troubles, no heartbreaks. I felt bad because of one stupid talk. I did not let any boy do that to me, even if his name is Harry Styles having a hot accent, a voice that made me melt and a really good taste in music.
That is right.
I do not let a boy define me...
Fuck it!
“Why do you think that Harry is such a bad choice?”, I asked Taylor in our lunch break.
She was eating fudge sweets and I was wondering why she looked the way she does, while eating all these calories.
“Oh, Clary. You are thinking about him isn`t that enough proof for you? He is just not a good choice, when you are looking for a real relationship. Harry is not the type of guy for something that is more than making out and having random sex on weekends.”
I looked at her shocked. Was he really that kind of guy? He seemed to be so honest and cute, when he drove me home. But probably I was not the only that heard him talk like that.
“You deserve better”, Taylor said smacking.
And then I saw him. He stood under a tree with another really good looking boy. The other one was really pretty and bigger. Harry seemed really thin and slight next to him.
They were talking to each other and I could not stop myself from imagining his sexy accent. But they were not alone. Three girls were surrounding them and one them had wripped her arms around Harrys` waist. He did not responded to that, but he did not seemed to be unhappy about it.
I did not realized I was starring at them until one if the girls was saying something that made them look into our direction. Harry took a look at me without any reaction in his face. The other waved.
I raised my eyebrows, but Taylor`s reaction was a lot more clear. She smiled over her whole face before she raised her middle finger into the air. I looked at her shocked.
“Why did you do that?”, I asked.
“He is a bad ass. A heartbreaker just like Harry. They are both not really good boys, believe me.”
I felt that she still was hiding something from me. When Harry took another look over here, I got sick.
“Taylor?”, I asked with a thin voice.
“Hmm?”, she said smacking again.
“Do you were together with Harry?”
I felt good the next morning and this time I actually was able to eat something and had my every day morning coffee. I caught myself thinking not just abut coffee while drinking it and had to smile like a creep.
My mothers new husband was asking, what the name of the guy was.
“A boy?”, I asked trying to fake the fact that he was completely right. “Can a young teenage girl can not just have a good morning?”, I asked innocently. But nobody in my family seemed to believe me.
(SOME TIME LATER)
I was riding my bike to school looking up to the white clouds hoping to see a little bit of the sky. When I arrived at my school my hands were deaf from the cold.
I entered the school building a little bit nervous. Harry said he was also visiting Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School just like me, so I looked out for his face in the crowd, but did not saw him.
When I got into my classroom Simon was already waiting for me. I could not even say hi before he starts to apologize again.
“Simon really I am not mad at you. Actually I think it was quite good you were not there”, I said to interrupt him.
“What do you mean? What happened?” He got excited just like a kid on christmas morning.
“I caused an accident”, I said smiling.
“What is so good about that? I had one as well and believe me it was not that much fun!”, he said.
“Well I bumped into someone”, I said shyly.
“Someone? Oh my god! Do you mean someone hot? Good looking? A love interest?”, he said jumping up and down on his chair. I smiled like an idiot clearly answering his question.
In that moment Taylor sat down next to me.
“Good morning you two”, she said. I opened my mouth to wish her a good morning as well, but Simon was faster: “Clary met someone yesterday!”, he shouted.
“You did?” Taylor seemed to be happy for me.
“I did not talked to him on purpose. It just happened”, I said blushing because Simon talked way to loud.
“How is he? Cute, tall, handsome?”, Simon asked excited.
I thought about Harry for a second. “Tall, I guess. He was really friendly after I took him down to the floor with me. He has such a pleasant voice and yeah he is handsome. Oh and his hair is such a curly mess!”, I laughed. Simon squeezed my hand, but Taylor starred at me insanely.
“Curly hair? Did you met him in the cafe?”, she asked me, pretending a little bit too much not to care. I nodded.
“He works there. Take a time-out! Be our guest!”, I quoted the apron.
“You mean Harry?”, she asked. I looked at her confused.
“Do you know him?”, I asked still surprised.
“Well, we were in the same class last year.” Oh right Taylor was recapping the class.
“He is not the right choice for you. Believe me”, she said. I raised my eyebrows.
“And you think that because?”, I asked her.
“He...is just not that handsome how you think he is. You are way to classy for him, believe me you better stay away from him.”
I was confused. Was that hate in her voices? What had he done to her to make her to about him like that?
“Do you know him that good?”, I asked her hoping the answer was no.
“Kind of”, she said mysterious.
“Probably he is not that bad at all”, Simon said trying to defend me sine I was literally feeling sad and frustrated.
“Clary is such a nice girl. She is not his type”, Taylor said.
I howled inside. Ouw, that really hurted. I am not even his type.
The bell rang and the teacher came in. I felt horrible for the whole period. How could my day started off so good and was already this bad?
You are not even his type.
(LUNCH BREAK)
After the first periods I had made the decision that I do not care if Harry Styles would like me or not. Or if I was his type of girl or not. He was just a guy and I never had a boyfriend so far, so I really did not kneed one here.
I was fine all by myself. No troubles, no heartbreaks. I felt bad because of one stupid talk. I did not let any boy do that to me, even if his name is Harry Styles having a hot accent, a voice that made me melt and a really good taste in music.
That is right.
I do not let a boy define me...
Fuck it!
“Why do you think that Harry is such a bad choice?”, I asked Taylor in our lunch break.
She was eating fudge sweets and I was wondering why she looked the way she does, while eating all these calories.
“Oh, Clary. You are thinking about him isn`t that enough proof for you? He is just not a good choice, when you are looking for a real relationship. Harry is not the type of guy for something that is more than making out and having random sex on weekends.”
I looked at her shocked. Was he really that kind of guy? He seemed to be so honest and cute, when he drove me home. But probably I was not the only that heard him talk like that.
“You deserve better”, Taylor said smacking.
And then I saw him. He stood under a tree with another really good looking boy. The other one was really pretty and bigger. Harry seemed really thin and slight next to him.
They were talking to each other and I could not stop myself from imagining his sexy accent. But they were not alone. Three girls were surrounding them and one them had wripped her arms around Harrys` waist. He did not responded to that, but he did not seemed to be unhappy about it.
I did not realized I was starring at them until one if the girls was saying something that made them look into our direction. Harry took a look at me without any reaction in his face. The other waved.
I raised my eyebrows, but Taylor`s reaction was a lot more clear. She smiled over her whole face before she raised her middle finger into the air. I looked at her shocked.
“Why did you do that?”, I asked.
“He is a bad ass. A heartbreaker just like Harry. They are both not really good boys, believe me.”
I felt that she still was hiding something from me. When Harry took another look over here, I got sick.
“Taylor?”, I asked with a thin voice.
“Hmm?”, she said smacking again.
“Do you were together with Harry?”
Notes
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12/18/13