cardigan [h.s.]

Chapter 10

Diana

"Can you believe him?"

I was ranting to my new friend, who was laying on her stomach, on my bed, reading a magazine and only pretending to be interested in what I was saying. I don't blame her, I have been ranting on and on about Harry Styles since the moment we got into my house. "He is just so, so-"

"Charming, sexy, addictive, handsome?" Cornelia tries to fill in the blank for me. "Ooo, how about-"

I turn to look at her, running a hand through my hair before resting both of them on my hips. "I was going to go with insufferable." I finish.

"I don't see what is so bad about him?" She sits up on my bed, fixing her long black hair into a low ponytail.

I met Cornelia about two days after Harry Styles verbally blew up at me in the lunch room. I was still not really talking to Misty and she had seen what had happened. We had a class together and I never even knew. We immediately hit it off and we have been talking and hanging out ever since. She usually listens to me rant either about Harry or Misty. It's always one of the two.

Misty and I haven't been talking a lot recently. She's usually too busy hanging out with Heather, or should I say fucking it out. But ever since that day in the cafeteria where I snapped at her, she has been keeping her distance. Which might be for the best.

I do miss her sometimes, and a part of me wants to talk it out with her and salvage the friendship we have. But I don't want to be the first one to reach out, when the way things between us right now is her fault.

I am always the one to apologize first, and I never get an apology back. This time, I want Misty to be the one to apologize first. I think it's the least she could do, since she is the one in the wrong here, and I'm really not.

But for now, Cornelia, is on my side with everything and listens to me vent about her and also the green eyed, smirky asshole, hockey player.

And, going back to Harry. Ever since that day in the cafeteria, I have made it my mission to act like Harry Styles doesn't even exist anymore. I don't even try to initiate conversation with him at all, not even really in English class, when we are forced to talk to one another. He has become nobody to me.

He is no longer on my radar.

Except when he was on it a couple days ago at the Falls Festival. I didn't even want to go at first but Kaya had basically begged me to take them, and I wasn't going to say no to her. The whole ride there, I had this uneasy feeling like something was going to go wrong that day. And I was right because Harry Styles was there.

Seeing him, just made me realize how angry I am at him. He had no right to get that angry with me. All I did was put a little button on his jacket, and he acted like I killed his dog or something.

Granted, the anger dissipated a little bit when I found out Kaya had been with him when she ran off. I was glad that she didn't get snatched up by some creep or something. I just don't know if her being with Harry was any better. Who knows what that kid said to him. And there is no way I am going to ask Harry about it because I am done being nice and trying to be his friend.

I don't even know why I tried in the first place.

"D?" Cornelia brings me back to the real world and out of my head.

I hum, "Hmm?"

"I asked you if maybe you try to find everything wrong with Harry because you don't want to admit that you are developing some sort of feelings for him, whether that be romantic or platonic feelings?"