Runaway thief...

------Two weeks Later-------

I stared out the window of my maths class and began day dreaming. I thought about Helena, and how her death had caused me to feel so much more. I hated it. I hated appearing weaker just because I was being thoughtful, or kind. I thought about Harry and how he had been ignoring me for these last weeks, and how I had felt lonelier. Lonelier than usual. My friends had been less talkative, as they felt bad for not trusting me. I dont know why I even bothered with other people. I had to do something to pick me up. Maybe I should find a new place to steal from.

"Kaila!" I looked up to see everyone staring at me. "Kaila I was asking you a question". "Sorry I was just day dreaming, what was it?" "Come on focus, I asked....." her voice drained away, and I could feel my fore-head getting hot again. What was wrong with me? Suddenly my arm that was holding my head up gave in, and my head dropped. I didn't even remember it hitting the desk.

I woke up, lying on the nurses bed in her room. I stared around for anything familiar; I had never been in here before. I noticed a face standing above me, but it was all blurry and I couldn't make out who it was. Suddenly it focused, and it wasn't the face I was expecting. "Ha..Harry". He shushed me, and I closed my mouth. I had no energy to talk either so I just stared up at him, with an asking look. "You were knocked out cold, or rather hot, it seems exactly like what happened before". I nodded, frowning. I wondered why he had come to see me, when he had ignored me for the last two weeks. Was I not interesting enough when I was alive and well?

-----Harry's POV-----

I looked down in to her face again, she must be so confused. Why would I be with her now after ignoring her? If I had the choice I wouldn't have come here, but the teacher instructed me to take her, as I was the only boy strong enough to carry her. Not that she's heavy it's just that all the boys in our maths are weaklings.

I wished I could talk to her and tell her why I was here, and ask her about all those secrets she kept up her sleeve. All those scars on her back still confused me, they looked awful. I can understand why she would want to keep something like a secret but not about her family. I guess I wasn't exactly her friend, maybe Becky knows, I'll ask her.

----Kaila's POV-----

I lay there complexly still praying Harry would leave so I could be on my own. His own body heat on the bed wasn't helping my temperature, so I rolled over, getting as far away from his body as possible. He soon left, and I was all alone with the nurse. A couple of times she came over to see me, and the third time told me to go home. So I crawled slowly of the bed, and strolled out of the room.

When I came out, Niall was standing there. "Hey Kaila, what's the matter, Harry told me you were ill again!" "Yep" was all I could muster. I was trying not to open my mouth to much, or I knew I would be sick. "So are you going home?" I nodded. "Oh do you want me to drive you home, I know where your flat is?". Anything was better than walking all the way home like this, so I agreed.

As we drove it wasn't awkward, but calming. He had a surprisingly good taste in music that calmed me right down, and if he hadn't nudged me I would have fallen asleep. I got out and stumbled over the pavement. "Do you need some help?" he called from in the car, I nodded again, no words would come out. He placed my arm over his shoulder and helped me all the way up to my flat, then unlocked the door. As soon as I got in I fell right down on the sofa, and immediately went to sleep.

------Two days Later-----

I woke up. A blanket had been laid over me, and I could feel beads of sweat dripping down my face. The pillow was drenched in sweat, and other fluids. I picked up my phone, to see the date. June 20th!! But that meant I had slept for two straight days in a row! God I must be ill I thought. It definitely wasn't the raise in temperature outside that was doing this, and now it had happened twice.

Someone was in my kitchen, and part of me hoped it was Niall or Harry. She walked out though, and to my disappointment Stacy was standing there. I face planted my pillow, wanting her to know how 'glad' I was to see her. "Oh thanks" she said in her depressing voice. "Come on love eat up". She held a bowl of some sort of soup in front of me, and I gave it one look, and threw up in to the bucket next to me. "What it isn't that bad, now eat!" She pushed the bowl in to one hand, and a spoon in the other. I placed the spoon to my mouth, and the sweet yet spicy taste of parsnip soup slithered down my throat. It had been two day since I had eaten, and my stomach wasn't thanking me for it, so I guzzled the rest down in no time.

By lunch my headache had gone, and the never ending pains in my stomach had loosened. I needed to find Harry and talk to him, after all he had been there twice when I woke up from fainting. Why? and why would he ignore me for so long, after purposely trying to annoy me every day since the start of term. So I jumped up, pushed Stacy out the door desperately telling her I was fine, and locked it.

I knew there was a party tonight, and I bet you anything Harry was going (if only to fuck some girl). I had to find him and ask him a few things. Like why are you ignoring me, and yet seem interested when I was ill? I dont get that boy, and it's not as though it was that important, it just bugged me that he suddenly has lost all interest in me. I'm not sure why though!

I changed in to something that would help me blend in to the crowd of people at the party, and possibly the only dress I actual liked. I think it was Niall's party, or maybe Louis's. I didn't care who's it was I just needed to set things straight with Harry.

I walked out the flat, and my headache had already returned. So I hurried down the stairs, trying to get there as quick as possible so I could get back home sooner. I walked along street after street, searching for the road I had heard people saying where the part would be. I turned in to Golds-worthy street, and just as I was about to give up I heard music starting on another street nearby. I followed my senses and found the house, crawling with kids. Harry would definatly be in there.

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