The Wall Flower
Chapter Five
--Caroline’s POV:
It was a month after graduation. I was just getting home from a celebration lunch with my dad and Linda, my siblings, and yes, the Styles’ household which apparently included Jules. Harry and I had both placed top 5 scholars in our class, which was an event to celebrate and our parents brought us to the Peabody, a restaurant that had been mine and Harry’s favorite when we were growing up.
After the night Harry had gone to my house after his party, things went back to the way they were before, and he completely forgot I existed. I can’t say I’m surprised, because I expected nothing less, but I was hurt to say the least. As far as Gina, William, and Jules went, they continued to torment me, but only verbally and even that died down a little bit.
After lunch, Tatum, Gemma, and I went shopping with Anne and Linda, and Harry stole Laden to recruit him for the Soccer team. This wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, Harry had played as a starter on the soccer team all 4 years of high school, so I was glad he was helping Laden, it was the fact that Laden looked up to Harry and put him on this pedestal that bothered me. I was on my way to pick up Laden from the park where he was practicing had just arrived at the park to pick up Laden and saw they were still practicing, I mentally groaned while getting out of my car and sat on a bench until they were finished.
I sat on that bench for what seemed like hours, but only amounted to 45 minutes. After checking my twitter feed for the umpteenth time, I was greeted by sweaty, shirtless Harry and an equally as sweaty Laden.
“Sup, sis?” He says opening his arms and starts to approach me.
“Laden, I swear, if you touch me you’re walking home.” I threatened backing up.
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you a ride home if your big mean sister won’t” Harry says winking at me while chuckling.
“Whatever,” I say rolling my eyes. “Laden, I’ve been waiting forever, can we leave now.”
“Yeah, yeah, same time tomorrow, H?” He asks turning around.
“I don’t know, I still have no idea what song I’m going to sing for the x-factor and I only have a week until I perform. I’ll call you tonight, yeah?” He responds.
Laden nods and we walk to my car and drive away.
It was a month after graduation. I was just getting home from a celebration lunch with my dad and Linda, my siblings, and yes, the Styles’ household which apparently included Jules. Harry and I had both placed top 5 scholars in our class, which was an event to celebrate and our parents brought us to the Peabody, a restaurant that had been mine and Harry’s favorite when we were growing up.
After the night Harry had gone to my house after his party, things went back to the way they were before, and he completely forgot I existed. I can’t say I’m surprised, because I expected nothing less, but I was hurt to say the least. As far as Gina, William, and Jules went, they continued to torment me, but only verbally and even that died down a little bit.
After lunch, Tatum, Gemma, and I went shopping with Anne and Linda, and Harry stole Laden to recruit him for the Soccer team. This wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, Harry had played as a starter on the soccer team all 4 years of high school, so I was glad he was helping Laden, it was the fact that Laden looked up to Harry and put him on this pedestal that bothered me. I was on my way to pick up Laden from the park where he was practicing had just arrived at the park to pick up Laden and saw they were still practicing, I mentally groaned while getting out of my car and sat on a bench until they were finished.
I sat on that bench for what seemed like hours, but only amounted to 45 minutes. After checking my twitter feed for the umpteenth time, I was greeted by sweaty, shirtless Harry and an equally as sweaty Laden.
“Sup, sis?” He says opening his arms and starts to approach me.
“Laden, I swear, if you touch me you’re walking home.” I threatened backing up.
“Don’t worry, I’ll give you a ride home if your big mean sister won’t” Harry says winking at me while chuckling.
“Whatever,” I say rolling my eyes. “Laden, I’ve been waiting forever, can we leave now.”
“Yeah, yeah, same time tomorrow, H?” He asks turning around.
“I don’t know, I still have no idea what song I’m going to sing for the x-factor and I only have a week until I perform. I’ll call you tonight, yeah?” He responds.
Laden nods and we walk to my car and drive away.
Notes
Ahhh. I'lll try to update again today:)-Tristen
Completely understandable. Life always seems to be really busy, especially this time of year. Looking forward to the update. :)
3/25/14