--Caroline’s POV:

After leaving the window that Harry had long disappeared from, I go to my room just as my phone begins to ring. “Hello?” I answer, seeing it was only Erika.

“Hey, you busy?” She asks in her usual chipper voice.

“Not really, what’s up?” I respond plopping on my bed.

“Come to a party with me tonight, please, I won’t even leave your side and I know it’s not what you normally do, but pleaseee?” She begs before even giving me a chance to protest.

“Fine.” I say.

“Yay! Meet you at your house at 8!”
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I finish dinner and excuse myself to my room to get ready for the party. By the time I finish getting ready it’s 8pm and Erika should be here any minute. I take one last look as I hear the doorbell ring. I nod in approval at my hair, and skinny jean, tank top combination. As I walk outside, I can hear the music and see all the people at Harry’s house. My heart sinks after Erika tells me that’s where the party was.

“I shouldn’t..” I say not able to bring myself to cross the street to the familiarly, unfamiliar house.

“pleaseeee! Come onnn!” Erika drags me the rest of the way and I let her.

“Carrie, you came!” Harry shouts over the music right once I enter the door.

“Here I am.” I shrug, and he grabs my hand bringing me upstairs. Everything inside me tells me to pull away and turn around, but I can’t bring myself to leave. He brought me to his bedroom and closes the door behind us.

“I’m sorry.” He simply states standing in front of the door.

“Ok.” Is all I manage to say.

“Ok?” He questions.

“Ok.” I repeat.

“ok, that’s all you’re going to say?” He says slightly raising his voice, but not loud enough to make a difference. “Look, I apologized, why can’t you forgive me?”

“Remember when we were 7, you said you would come over to my house after dinner one day, but you never did.-

“that’s not my fault-“ He starts.

“Remember when we were 8 and you said you would help me with our science project but you didn’t?-

“Carrie, I get it. I’m sor-“

“Remember 7th grade year, when you said we would be best friends forever, but we aren’t. Harry” I start, not letting the tears fall from my eyes, “You have good intentions, but you’ve lied to me so many times, I can’t trust you anymore. So you can say you’re sorry, but until you prove it to me, I don’t care.” I finish pushing past him and running straight to my house and ignoring him as I hear him call after me.

--Tatum’s POV:

After Carly had stormed home, I had heard crying in her room, and made a trip to get her favorite, Vanilla Chai. As I’m walking up the stairs, I hear the doorbell ring and go check it.

“Harry! It’s so nice to see you, how have you been? How was your first day of school?” I ask him, him being my best friend’s little brother, we got along pretty well.

“It was, different, mind if I talk to Caroline?” He asks me, Caroline? I thought he hated her.

“I don’t know, she went to this party, and came home pretty upset, I think she just wants to be alone. But go for it, while you’re at it, give her this.” I say handing him the chai I was still holding.

“thanks.” He says grabbing the mug, and walks up the stairs.

--Harry’s POV:

As I walk up to Caroline’s door, I can hear her crying. I knock and here her stifle her crying before coming to the door. After she opens it, she immediately shuts it again once she saw it was me.

“Caroline, open the door.” I plead, of course she’s not going to, I wouldn’t for how pathetic I sound. “I have your favorite vanilla Chai.. please.”

“5 minutes, Styles, and I’m counting.” She says opening the door allowing me to enter. She sits on her bed and I stay standing in front of her.

“I know I’ve apologized 100 times, but I’m really hoping 101 is my lucky number here. I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me, especially after all you had done for me. You were there for me when my parents split when nobody else was, and I was never there to protect you. I know that you can’t trust me, because I haven’t ever kept any promises. But you’re forgetting one of them. We were in 5th grade, and I promised that you could always have my shoulder to cry on. My shoulder has always been here but you keep pushing me away, you push people away when they’re just trying to help you, that’s what you do.-“

“Don’t go pinning this on me. I’m sorry if I have troubles trusting my supposedly best friend after he’s caused my life to be a living hell. But for 6 years, I’ve been dying for you to just tell Jules to stop, for 6 years I’ve been waiting for you to call me and ask me to hang out, most importantly, for 6 years I’ve just been waiting for you to care, to care that I’m hurting, or that I’m sad, to care how my day was, or what my favorite food was, or for you to even care that each day I’m dying inside because you don’t care, you don’t care at all. The only thing you care about is you’re popularity because God forbid that Harry Styles isn’t the captain of the football team, most popular guy in school, but the other thing you are, is you are officially the biggest jerk I have ever met. In fact, you’re worse than Gina and Jules, because they’ve never bullied their best friends, unlike you.” I say with tears falling down my face for what seems like the millionth time today.

“Caroline,” He starts,

“time’s up, bye, Harry.” I say and push him out the door.

Notes

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