I woke up to get ready for another dreadful day at school. I recalled the memories of me and Harry last night. The thought making me blush and butterflies appear in my stomach. Harry just has that effect on me.
Maybe Harry does care about me. Why would he do all of this for me?
My subconscious says he's only protecting you because his father is married to your mom. I shook those horrible thoughts out of my head and continued to get ready for school.
I waited downstairs for Harry to drive us to school. I could just walk with Nina but I much rather ride with Harry.
Harry joined me at the bottom of the steps. "Ready?" He asked.
We got into Harry's car and headed off to school. When we arrived Harry left me in the parking lot without a goodbye once again. I know that I shouldn't be phased by this but, in the back of my mind, I was kind of hurt by this.
I shrugged it off and went to my looker. As I was gathering my stuff for the next class I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to be met by carina.
"Hi, Carina." I greeted.
"Hey Anna, umm I was wondering if you wanted to go to the mall after school with me and Niall?" She asked.
"Ummm, sure I guess."
She smiled. "Well great. Meet us by the oak tree in the courtyard after school."
"Okay," I said.
She said goodbye and walked away.
Well, that was random and so nice of her. I gathered my things and headed to my first period. Before I walked into the class I stopped dead in my tracks to witness something horrible.
Next to the door was Harry kissing another girl? It wasn't just any girl. It was the blond, mean, senior girl who Harry dissed me for at lunch on Friday.
The girl pulled away and smirked at me. Harry made I contact for a second but looked away.
"I can't believe you!" I shouted. I threw my books to the ground and turned around and ran as fast as I could outside. I heard Harry call after me but I didn't care. My vision was blurry as I ran to the side of the building and slid down the wall.
I sobbed into my hands.
I felt a few raindrops fall from the sky but I didn't care.
It felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest and smashed to into the ground, shattering into a million pieces. He's such a pig. I hate him and I never want to talk to him again. I can't believe he would do this to me. Play with my emotions like this. I never felt so heartbroken and betrayed and lied to. I hate Harry.
I keep falling for his stupid games but not anymore.
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"Baby girl It's alright to be jealous but, at least I know that if I wanted you I could have you." "As if." Believe me, this is not your typical good girl, bad boy story.