Collision

The Next Morning

I smile at the mirror in front of me, twisting around to get every view. I look great and actually feel it too. After telling myself yesterday that Harry was a mistake, all of the sadness that was killing me suddenly disappeared. My mood improved and so did my relationship with my parents. After telling them that I had officially ended things with Harry, the air between us immediately cleared and it felt as if nothing has ever happened.

"You look nice," my mother compliments me as I enter the kitchen. She smiles at me while putting some papers into her traveling bag. I've been so infatuated with what's been going on that I forgot that they were going on a trip to Denver this weekend.

"What time are you leaving?" I ask as I bite into a blueberry pancake.

"Actually," my mother checks her wristwatch, "Right now." She turns to call my dad before grumbling something and heading off to go find him. I finish my stack of pancakes when they return and kiss them each goodbye.

"Don't throw any wild parties." My mother winks as she hugs me once again. I laugh and shake my head, no wild parties for me.

"I won't," I smile and turn my focus to my father standing quietly behind her. I hug him tightly and we stay like this for a few minutes, taking in the presence of each other. I know our whole fight was killing him, him not being able to talk to his little girl.

"We'll see you in three days!" They smile at me as they rush out of the door towards the yellow taxi to take them to the airport. I follow behind them shortly and take my mother's car since she won't be here.

The school is unusually empty for the time of morning. I swing by my locker to grab my Chemistry book before heading to the classroom.

The first two classes pass by quickly and I'm thankful to head to lunch. French was unexpectedly easy, it was a no show from Harry and we didn't do much considering it was a Friday. I just sat there and stared out the window as the leaves fell from the trees.

"I heard your parents were going to Denver for the weekend. You should throw a party." Anna winks at me as I sit down. They all look at me expectantly but I shake my head, regardless of their pleading stares.

"My parents will kill me if I throw a party while they're gone." I laugh and take a sip of tea.

"Lame," Luke balls up his napkin and throws it at me. I laugh, for real, for the first time in days and the action warms me. Maybe I will survive this.

"Why don't you throw a party?" Anna asks him once we've all settled down.

"My parents are having guests over for dinner Saturday night. I'm pretty sure they'd notice." He frowns.

Anna opens her mouth to respond but I'm distracted by the whispering of my name next to me.

"Oh, hey Cameron." I smile at the sight of my friend.

"You look nice today," He touches the sleeve of my dress.

"Thanks." I blush at his compliment.

"My dad said if you're looking for a job, there's a position at the book store if you want it."

"That would be great." I nod. I've been thinking about applying for a job but I've been too focused on Harry that I haven't gotten around to it.


Stats ends quickly and before I know it Anna and I are walking out of the school.

"If you're parents don't mind, you can come spend the night if you want to." I offer as we push the double doors open.

"I'll ask my-" her voice falters when we both focus on what's happening in front of us. A group of students are circled around a car, chanting and yelling so loud that we can hear them from over here.

"There's Luke," she points at the blonde boy standing on the outskirts of the circle. He smiles at Anna when she walks up but frowns when he notices me. They exchange soft words that I can't hear before they both turn to me.

"We should just go." Anna tries to push me backwards but I stay planted.

"What's going on, Luke?" I ask him, crossing my arms.

"There are just two people fighting." He shrugs although his face tells a different story.

"Who is it?" I ask, walking forward. I catch a glimpse of the two boys on the ground and my face pales.

"Who's over there?" I ask, panic rising in my voice. I push my way forward and my suspicions are confirmed when I see the tattoo of the ship on Harry's bicep. The crowd scatters for me and I rush forward.

On the ground are Harry and another unfamiliar boy. Both of their arms are wrapped around either of their heads. Harry delivers several punches to the boy's head and flips them over to where he is on top. I step forward and wrap my fingers around Harry's shirt, pulling him backwards.

"What the hell?" Harry growls and turns around. His eyes settle on me and he nods before turning back around. A second later, a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist and lift me off of the ground, carrying me away from the fight.

"Let go of me!" I screech, squirming under the tight grip. I'm set down a few seconds later but the arms around my waist don't loosen.

"Louis, let go of me!" I try to take his arms off of me but he's just too strong.

"Promise you won't go anywhere." He says, his blue eyes shining.

"I promise." I say and his arms disappear. I contemplate on running but the look on his face tells me that it's not worth it.

"Why are they fighting?" I ask him, running my fingers through my hair.

"Landon said something to Harry and he flipped shit." Louis shrugs.

"Please go stop them." I grab his arm.

"Jess-" He starts.

"Please," I beg and from the look on his face I know I've gotten through to him.

Notes

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