My Crush, My Bully, My Friend
The Story Of My Life
Bri's pov
Why did he just run off like that? I give Niall a questioning look. He shrugs his Shoulders, but I know what that really means. I take his arm off my shoulders, i run down the hall in the direction of where Harry went.
"Harry?! Where are you!" I scream down the hall, I'm not looking where I am going so I run into something HARD. I fall to the ground on my bum.
" Uh, sorry," I say to the brick wall in front of me, not looking at him.
" Well watch where you're going, stupid." I realize who's voice it is and my eyes shoot up at him.
my hands reach my face trying to shield it.
"Please don't hurt me Jared!!" i say on the verge of tears, getting up, but not looking at him.
" Why would I- Oh, Right.." he says, his shoes suddenly very interesting. I push past him, remembering the other day, anger boiling inside me.
After 10 minutes of searching, I start to hear sniffles coming from the janitor's closet. I press my ear against the cool surface of the door. The sniffles get louder, indicating that Harry is in there. I open it a crack to look, but so much that he wouldn't notice.
I hear the bell ring but I don't care, not like i'm going anyway. i see him crying for a few minutes, then he takes out a small, brown, leather notebook. He writes and writes and writes. he hums a little melody while writing. then he picks up the book, admiring his work. then he starts to do something I never thought I'd ever see or hear before. He started to sing.
pretend only harry is singing this
Why did I have to feel like it was about me? Tears started to form in my eyes.
I start to open the door...
Why did he just run off like that? I give Niall a questioning look. He shrugs his Shoulders, but I know what that really means. I take his arm off my shoulders, i run down the hall in the direction of where Harry went.
"Harry?! Where are you!" I scream down the hall, I'm not looking where I am going so I run into something HARD. I fall to the ground on my bum.
" Uh, sorry," I say to the brick wall in front of me, not looking at him.
" Well watch where you're going, stupid." I realize who's voice it is and my eyes shoot up at him.
my hands reach my face trying to shield it.
"Please don't hurt me Jared!!" i say on the verge of tears, getting up, but not looking at him.
" Why would I- Oh, Right.." he says, his shoes suddenly very interesting. I push past him, remembering the other day, anger boiling inside me.
After 10 minutes of searching, I start to hear sniffles coming from the janitor's closet. I press my ear against the cool surface of the door. The sniffles get louder, indicating that Harry is in there. I open it a crack to look, but so much that he wouldn't notice.
I hear the bell ring but I don't care, not like i'm going anyway. i see him crying for a few minutes, then he takes out a small, brown, leather notebook. He writes and writes and writes. he hums a little melody while writing. then he picks up the book, admiring his work. then he starts to do something I never thought I'd ever see or hear before. He started to sing.
pretend only harry is singing this
Why did I have to feel like it was about me? Tears started to form in my eyes.
I start to open the door...
Notes
OOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!!!!! I'm sorry I gave you guys a cliffhanger, but thats what keeps the story going, right? okay i want you guys to read my other story, well i'm co author for it any ways.its called meeting love making success
messsage the other author, kait horan, and say Ms.TomlinsonLove sent you!
-Bri
I can't find your sequel!! Where is it??
10/4/14