THE DEATH OF ME

I close the door behind me and pad over to Harry who was leaning against the brick wall that enclosed our front porch.

"So?" He asks a frown on his face. But I was not ready to answer him, my anger towards him building on my way down to meet him.

"Who do you think you are? To call up yelling at me? And for walking alone home? I don't know you! We are not friends! We are not Family so where the bloody hell do you get off raising your voice at me?" I shout.
I see the surprise in his dark eyes, not expecting me to raise my voice at him.

"Can you calm the fuck down! I was just looking out for you," He rolls his eyes, overcoming his surprise fast.

"Do not curse at me! I don't need you to look out for me! I was doing very well before you came along thank you very much!" I hiss, folding my arms in anger.
I am not used to taking orders from people, never having to consider someone else since I am always alone.

"And what do you mean we aren't friends? What do you think yesterday's hang out was? That Is what friends do," He smirks at me, his eyes flashing.
"So that's it? We are friends now?" I tilt my head up to look at him.
"I would like to think so," Harry chuckles, and I can't help but let go of some of my anger towards him, influenced by the ease of his laugh.

"So let me get this straight, you don't care I am a miner? That you can get in trouble seen with me?" I push. I watch the smile clear from his face and the crinkle in between his brows reappear.
"So what? As long as I don't have sex with you we'll be fine," He says. My cheeks blush instantly at his words and I feel like such a child. Kids from my class have been sexually active for a while now, I should be used to this kind of conversation already.

I know Harry noticed my flushed face, so I glance at my feet so I won't need to see his smug face.

"I am making you nervous," I hear the smile in his voice and remember to drop my hands from the tips of my hair, amazed that in such a short while he picked up on some of my habits.
I find courage to look up at him. His eyes are back to their light green, and I feel more at ease knowing it must mean he let his annoyance with me go.

It downs on me that I too have picked up on a habit of his, not really a habit but you understand what I mean.
"Come on," He says reaching out to tug my wrist.
"Wait- what? Where to?" I ask leaning back on my heels to stop him from pulling me after him.
"You ask so many questions! You'll see once we get there!" He shakes his head, pulling me after him another few strides.
"No! Harry stop! I have homework I need to finish for tomorrow.. I can't go with you," I try and break his hold on me.

"Homework is for the weak! Strong people go to class without it," He winks.
"Yeah, well.. I am not a strong person, please let go of my hand," I ask firmly.
"But I want you to come with me," He turns to look at me, though he does let go.
"You need to start hearing the word no mate! You can't keep getting what you want! People can't always jump at your every demand," I tell him off, dangerously sounding like my Nan.
I watch as the shade of his eyes turns dark again, and my hands jump back up to the tips of my hair.

"Fine," He finally says through clench teeth.
"F-fine?" I stutter, not believing he gave in so easily.
"Yeah, go," He waves, than turns and walks away without another word.
I stand and watch him until he turns and I can't see him anymore. I shake my head, bringing my palms to my cheeks, feeling how warm they are.
I step back into the house, locking the door after me.

"Who was that?" Nan questions from her seat.
"Oh, it- it was just Liam, he wanted to borrow some notes," I lie. I can't tell Nan about Harry, of the fear she might not approve of him.
"How come Liam never comes over?" She continues.
"Because.. he is busy," I reply running back upstairs before she can asked anymore questions.

I sit back down at my desk and notice my phone. I pick it up, going back to my last call. I save his number and put it back down. I can't believe I have his number. That he called me.
My phone beeps with an incoming message and I pick it back up.

From Harry: I got your number from your friend at work.

Then it beeps with another.

From Harry: She likes me.

I shake my head as I answer.

To Harry: She has a boyfriend.

From Harry: That never stopped me before.

I let go of my phone not wanting to read anymore, feeling slightly jealous of his answer.
What is wrong with me? He is so much older, of course he would go for someone like Perrie.
I try my best to do my homework, so I can finish it up and take a shower, doing my best to push any thought of Harry out of my mind.


The next few days I haven't heard from or seen Harry. I didn't have another shift at the shop until Friday, so I don't know if he even came by to see if I was there.
When Friday came around, I rushed after school to catch my shift as always, hoping that Daniel's dad is finally back and I won't need to deal with his snarky comments.
To my dismay he wasn't, and to make matters worse Perrie wasn't either, her place taken by Ted. I didn't mind him so much, but I liked working with Perrie, since it was kind of a girl power thing, both of us against Daniel, sticking up for each other, it was almost as having a real friend.

I step behind the counter and clip on my trusty name tag.
"All right there Cass?" Ted smiles as he walks past the counter with an order.
"I'm alright, thanks," I answer, turning to take an order from a couple who just walked in.
Thankfully, Daniel was outside on his phone most of my shift, and work was slow so I was kept to myself, Ted and him talking among themselves ignoring me.

My mind took me back to Harry wondering when will be the next time I will see him. It was easy not thinking about him during the week since I am not used to doing that, depending only on myself and no one else. But being her alone without Perrie to talk to was quite hard and I couldn't help but wonder if I would see him tonight, and if he would get into a rage if I walk home on my own.
I have no idea what it is about me walking alone that ticks him off, and why it matters to him so much. However there is nothing I can do about it. That is how I get from work back home, by walking, so he needs to get over it.
It was strange having someone take an interest in me, I mean other then Nan no one really cares, even I don't care. And I can't see what is so bad walking alone at night, it's a small town and it's a short walk, and I like walking back alone with my music to clear my head.
The hours ticked by while I day dreamed and it was finally time to go back home.
"Cassie, you can go, I will lock up," Ted assures me, letting me leave a half an hour earlier. There was no one at the shop and Daniel was gone for the day.
I thank him, getting my bag from under the counter. I remember to take off the name tag before leaving, remembering Harry commenting about me walking around with it on in the street.
I exit the shop and let my eyes sweep the outside, just to make sure.
"You're out early," Harry pushes off the wall and stands in front of me.
"Ted let me leave, what are you doing here?" I ask, even though I knew the answer.
"Walking you home, since I know that if I won't you'll be walking on your own," He frowns at me.
"You really don't need to," I roll my eyes at him, making my way along the pavement.
"I know," He mumbles and with one long step catches up to me.
"So.. How was your week so far?" He questions, and I'm a little surprise.
"Um.. it was all right I guess.. H- How was yours?" I glance up at him, catching the smirk on his face.
"It was great," He replies, and I really want to ask what was so great about it, but instead I keep quiet, biting the inside of my cheek. I feel his hands cover my own, and pulling them down from the tips of my hair.
"It's a bad habit," I stutter, feeling embarrassed that he caught me and tugged my hands away.
"I see that," He taunts me, and I feel like a child.
"You don't need to walk me, I am capable of walking myself!" I snap angrily.
"Are you working tomorrow?" He changes the subject as usual, not bothering to answer me.
"Yeah why?" I pull a face.
"When are you working?" The crinkle between his brows is back.
"In the morning, why?" I ask again, irritated he demands answers but yet never giving any of his own.
"Until what time?" He pushes.
"Tell me why!" I demand myself not willing to let him play me like this.
"Cassandra.. Until what time are you working tomorrow? Tell me now!" He towers over me, his eyes turning darker.
"Until 14:00- You need to take a step back I am not your pet you can boss around!" I scold him, and his eyes grow even darker, a sly smile on his lips, however he doesn't comment.
"Good, I will pick you up from work," He says, stopping in front of my house. I watch him in amazement, sure he would be yelling at me again.
"Oh and Cassie," He says before leaving "Be sure to wear something else tomorrow," He eyes my school uniform, before leaving me standing alone in front of my house.
I watch him in anger and humiliation as he walks away. Why would I wear my school uniform if there is no school tomorrow?!
I storm into the house trying to mask my annoyance so my Nana won't ask difficult questions.

Before I go to sleep I try and decide what to wear tomorrow. I decide on jeans and one of my baggie tops, telling myself I will not dress up for Harry. He was so rude and obnoxious today that I am toying with the idea of refusing to go with him tomorrow just so I could teach him a lesson.
Though I know very well that I would go, me craving to find out where it is we would be going over powering my desire to punish him, knowing that anyone else would never turn his face down anyway. I fall asleep while trying to come up with ideas where he might be taking us tomorrow.

The next day, I am relieved to find Perrie at the shop and no sign of Daniel.
"How was yesterday?" Perrie asked making herself some tea before the morning rush starts.
"Never leave me alone with Daniel and Ted again," I ask of her as I take the cup of tea she made me.
"SO did your friend come by yesterday?" She sips her tea.
"My friend?" I raise a brow, trying to figure out what she is talking about.
"That handsome tall green eyed male friend of yours, he is some eyes candy I'll tell you," She giggles, her laugh sounding like bells ringing.
"Yeah.. How did you know he came by?" I ask before remembering she gave him my number which means she probably has told him my shifts as well.
"He came by looking for you a few days ago, asked for your number," She beams.
"Yeah well, he found me," I look down at my tea begging myself mentally not to blush.
"Good luck with him though, he seems as if he can be a hand full," She frowns slightly, and I remember Daniel's comment of not appreciating my friends stopping by.
I don't have a chance to answer her since people started coming in for breakfast.
At 13:30 Daniel came in the shop a frown on his face as he yelled at the phone. When he hangs up he turned too sharply.
"Cassie, you need to stay on today, Lisa won't be coming in," He informs me.
"I can't, I need to be somewhere," I tell him, annoyed at his tone, as if I owe him something.
"Well, cancel it," He demands.
I let out a sigh, fishing out my phone so I can text Harry that I won't be joining him after all.
"What do you think you are doing?" Daniel barks at me.
"What?" I look up from my phone confused.
"No phones during work! Put that thing away," He hisses
"You just asked me to cancel my plans for later to stay on," I answer impatiently. He is such a douche.
"Do it fast and put it away then," He snaps and walks away.
I roll my eyes and text Harry, putting the phone away.
15 minutes later the front door opens, and a fuming looking Harry walks in.

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