What Goes Around Comes Back Around
Chapter Twelve
Heidi POV
After Harry told me about the story of the 294 house, I decided to make my way back home now that I know Niall is ok. I say my goodbyes to Zayn and Niall before leaving. So far they are the only two people in this town that actually seem nice. I was surprised when Harry actually offered me a lift back to mine.
We both made our way to the familiar black Range Rover and I got in the passenger side. He seemed to hesitate first before getting in himself. What’s his problem now?
The ride back to my house was awkwardly silent neither of us bothering to say anything. I turn my head and look out of the window, inspecting the rest of the area as we drove by. However, after a while I began to notice that the road looked different to the one that I usually take to get back to my house. All of the houses and the trees looked different too. I turn my head back toward Harry with a puzzled look on my face.
“Harry? Where are we going?” I ask wearily.
“To mine.” He replies bluntly. I nearly choke. What?!
“What?! Why?” I ask in annoyance. I was seriously sick of his mood changes.
“I need to talk to you-“
“Well you can talk to me here!” I interrupt him.
“-in private.” He finishes his last sentence obviously not happy that I interrupted him.
“We are on our own in private now!” I reply exasperated waving my arms in the air.
“Will you just shut up for one second and just wait until we get to my place before arguing please?” he says also exasperated as he uses his free hand to rub his temple.
I open my mouth but shut it again saving me from probably another slap to my face. What the hell is his problem?! I don’t fucking want to go to his house! I’ve only know him for like 2 days! I huff to myself before crossing my arm into my chest while looking back out the window again. I hear a deep chuckle come from Harry probably because I looked like a spoilt child right now. I rolled my eyes continuing my gaze through the window.
As soon as we finally come to a halt at his house, I yank the door open and slam it with as much force as possible making my point to Harry that I was beyond pissed. This earned me a wince and a glare from Harry in return but he shook this off and ran ahead of me to unlock the door.
However as soon as he unlocked the door and stepped inside, we both realised that we weren’t alone in his house.
“Hey Harry where do you keep all of your damn-“I hear a voice come from behind me. I quickly turn on my heel and am met by those same piercing blue eyes again. Well shit…
I swear I heard a groan come from Harry’s mouth.
“Christa… what are you doing here?” He moans. Her gaze shifts between Harry and I as she inspects us closely. Please don’t let her recognise me! She eyes me once more before smirking again. Great! She has those weird mood changes too!
“Hey Jamie! Looks like we have company!” She shouts down the hallway, completely ignoring Harry’s question. Wait… Jamie’s here too? Double shit…
Seconds later I hear footsteps grow closer towards us and I am greeted with the same blonde haired maniac that also used to bully me in high school. She too holds an amused smirk on her face when she sees me.
“Well well well Harry. I didn’t know you were going for the innocent type now.” Jamie teases whilst also eyeing me up. Gross! I am not Harry’s little sex slave! Jamie’s comment earns a small chuckle from Harry whilst Christa gives her and me the evils. Looks like her crush on Harry still hasn’t changes then. I can use this against her whenever I want because Harry clearly is more interested in me than her. I pocket this information for later in my revenge plans.
“Actually, I was hoping I could talk to her in private but now since you guys are here, I can’t.” He replies almost sadly but quickly shakes this off. Jamie’s smirk grows bigger whilst Christa’s glare now just focuses at me as they hear this new found information.
“Yeah sure they wanted to talk.” Jamie replies sarcastically before bursting out into fits of laughter.
“Well don’t let us stop you both.” Christa hisses whilst crossing her arms and giving me a deathly glare as if she were about to rip my head off. Geez! Jealous cow!
Harry now just stood there awkwardly watching all of this. Jamie finally stops laughing and begins to wipe at her eyes.
“Come on Christa, I feel as if we are cock blocking them so let’s go.” She says holding out her hand but Christa just stands there glaring at me. I decide to play the innocent card with her to get her more pissed off. I needed her to hate me a lot in order for my plans to work.
“Everything ok?” I ask her with the most genuine tone I could manage while raising an eyebrow.
“Just peachy.” She growls still keeping her gaze on me. Harry looks very uncomfortable now.
“Come on Adriana, let’s go upstairs and talk there.” He says quickly whilst grasping my hand. This only angers Christa more. She takes a threatening step forward.
“Christa. Don’t.” I hear Jamie call from behind her. All traces of humour gone in her voice. However Christa completely ignores her so called friend and takes another step towards me. Her gaze now fixated on Harry’s and my interlocked hands. She honestly looked like a predator at this moment in time.
Flashes of my memories in high school came back to me. Memories of her mercilessly beating me. Memories of her slashing my legs and letting them bleed. Memories of her making me suffer and putting me on the brink of death.
I suddenly feel a wash of anger overcome me so I stand my ground as she slowly makes her way towards me. It feels as if time has stopped as soon as she is literally face to face with me. As if we were to only people in the room. Our gazes never breaking each other. Her gaze full of hate and spite. Mine full of confusion with anger in the background just waiting to come out.
I suddenly hear the sound of a throat clearing behind me. We all turn to see Harry standing there with his face a mixture of awkwardness and amusement. Christa and I both glare at him while Jamie gives him a small smile of gratitude probably for breaking the tense moment.
“Can you two please leave the room for a minute so I can have a nice little chat with Ariana here?” Christa says faking a sweet tone. I glare at her.
“It’s Adriana.” I say through gritted teeth but she ignores this. Harry and Jamie both look at each other with worried expressions on their faces but they both do as they are told and walk out of the room occasionally shooting me apologetic glances. Is Christa in charge of everything or something? This bitch needs a reality check.
As soon as the door shuts behind me, Christa turns her spiteful gaze back to me.
“Let the games begin cupcake.” She says in another fake tone.
After Harry told me about the story of the 294 house, I decided to make my way back home now that I know Niall is ok. I say my goodbyes to Zayn and Niall before leaving. So far they are the only two people in this town that actually seem nice. I was surprised when Harry actually offered me a lift back to mine.
We both made our way to the familiar black Range Rover and I got in the passenger side. He seemed to hesitate first before getting in himself. What’s his problem now?
The ride back to my house was awkwardly silent neither of us bothering to say anything. I turn my head and look out of the window, inspecting the rest of the area as we drove by. However, after a while I began to notice that the road looked different to the one that I usually take to get back to my house. All of the houses and the trees looked different too. I turn my head back toward Harry with a puzzled look on my face.
“Harry? Where are we going?” I ask wearily.
“To mine.” He replies bluntly. I nearly choke. What?!
“What?! Why?” I ask in annoyance. I was seriously sick of his mood changes.
“I need to talk to you-“
“Well you can talk to me here!” I interrupt him.
“-in private.” He finishes his last sentence obviously not happy that I interrupted him.
“We are on our own in private now!” I reply exasperated waving my arms in the air.
“Will you just shut up for one second and just wait until we get to my place before arguing please?” he says also exasperated as he uses his free hand to rub his temple.
I open my mouth but shut it again saving me from probably another slap to my face. What the hell is his problem?! I don’t fucking want to go to his house! I’ve only know him for like 2 days! I huff to myself before crossing my arm into my chest while looking back out the window again. I hear a deep chuckle come from Harry probably because I looked like a spoilt child right now. I rolled my eyes continuing my gaze through the window.
As soon as we finally come to a halt at his house, I yank the door open and slam it with as much force as possible making my point to Harry that I was beyond pissed. This earned me a wince and a glare from Harry in return but he shook this off and ran ahead of me to unlock the door.
However as soon as he unlocked the door and stepped inside, we both realised that we weren’t alone in his house.
“Hey Harry where do you keep all of your damn-“I hear a voice come from behind me. I quickly turn on my heel and am met by those same piercing blue eyes again. Well shit…
I swear I heard a groan come from Harry’s mouth.
“Christa… what are you doing here?” He moans. Her gaze shifts between Harry and I as she inspects us closely. Please don’t let her recognise me! She eyes me once more before smirking again. Great! She has those weird mood changes too!
“Hey Jamie! Looks like we have company!” She shouts down the hallway, completely ignoring Harry’s question. Wait… Jamie’s here too? Double shit…
Seconds later I hear footsteps grow closer towards us and I am greeted with the same blonde haired maniac that also used to bully me in high school. She too holds an amused smirk on her face when she sees me.
“Well well well Harry. I didn’t know you were going for the innocent type now.” Jamie teases whilst also eyeing me up. Gross! I am not Harry’s little sex slave! Jamie’s comment earns a small chuckle from Harry whilst Christa gives her and me the evils. Looks like her crush on Harry still hasn’t changes then. I can use this against her whenever I want because Harry clearly is more interested in me than her. I pocket this information for later in my revenge plans.
“Actually, I was hoping I could talk to her in private but now since you guys are here, I can’t.” He replies almost sadly but quickly shakes this off. Jamie’s smirk grows bigger whilst Christa’s glare now just focuses at me as they hear this new found information.
“Yeah sure they wanted to talk.” Jamie replies sarcastically before bursting out into fits of laughter.
“Well don’t let us stop you both.” Christa hisses whilst crossing her arms and giving me a deathly glare as if she were about to rip my head off. Geez! Jealous cow!
Harry now just stood there awkwardly watching all of this. Jamie finally stops laughing and begins to wipe at her eyes.
“Come on Christa, I feel as if we are cock blocking them so let’s go.” She says holding out her hand but Christa just stands there glaring at me. I decide to play the innocent card with her to get her more pissed off. I needed her to hate me a lot in order for my plans to work.
“Everything ok?” I ask her with the most genuine tone I could manage while raising an eyebrow.
“Just peachy.” She growls still keeping her gaze on me. Harry looks very uncomfortable now.
“Come on Adriana, let’s go upstairs and talk there.” He says quickly whilst grasping my hand. This only angers Christa more. She takes a threatening step forward.
“Christa. Don’t.” I hear Jamie call from behind her. All traces of humour gone in her voice. However Christa completely ignores her so called friend and takes another step towards me. Her gaze now fixated on Harry’s and my interlocked hands. She honestly looked like a predator at this moment in time.
Flashes of my memories in high school came back to me. Memories of her mercilessly beating me. Memories of her slashing my legs and letting them bleed. Memories of her making me suffer and putting me on the brink of death.
I suddenly feel a wash of anger overcome me so I stand my ground as she slowly makes her way towards me. It feels as if time has stopped as soon as she is literally face to face with me. As if we were to only people in the room. Our gazes never breaking each other. Her gaze full of hate and spite. Mine full of confusion with anger in the background just waiting to come out.
I suddenly hear the sound of a throat clearing behind me. We all turn to see Harry standing there with his face a mixture of awkwardness and amusement. Christa and I both glare at him while Jamie gives him a small smile of gratitude probably for breaking the tense moment.
“Can you two please leave the room for a minute so I can have a nice little chat with Ariana here?” Christa says faking a sweet tone. I glare at her.
“It’s Adriana.” I say through gritted teeth but she ignores this. Harry and Jamie both look at each other with worried expressions on their faces but they both do as they are told and walk out of the room occasionally shooting me apologetic glances. Is Christa in charge of everything or something? This bitch needs a reality check.
As soon as the door shuts behind me, Christa turns her spiteful gaze back to me.
“Let the games begin cupcake.” She says in another fake tone.
Notes
DUN DUN DUUUUNNNNNNN!!!I left it on another cliffhanger cuz i love ya all ;)
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