Opposite worlds »punk h.s

Chapter 78

"Sometimes love is not enough," I whispered.

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I'm tired, I couldn't sleep yesterday. I had nightmares, in my bad dreams I saw cruel men, people watching me and papers with things about myself. I tried but every time I closed my eyes they were there. I lay in my bed with eyes on the roof.

I drank a lot of coffee and I think because of that I've managed to survive the day. I had my first biology test and was successfully passed. I am very happy when I leave the classroom. I go to my next class, physics has always been a challenge for me.

I didn't realize I share the class with Emily until she sits next to me. I fix my glasses and play with my hair and pretend that everything is normal between us but honestly this is awkward. I'm not saying anything about it because she's stubborn and I don't want to waste my energy with Emily.

She helps me with a few exercises and I helped her too, we are like a team. Emily is smart or at least it is easy for her to understand physics.

I don't want to have a conversation with her, I would only like to ask why she applies so much makeup. Emily speaks whenever she can. I think she's pretty self-centered because she talked about herself all the time and never asked anything about me.

When the class is over I talk to the teacher and asked what book he would recommend me to study. Once our conversation ends I turn around to gather my stuff at my seat and Emily is still here. Oh my God! I just want her to leave me alone.

"I will not wait all day Emily!" I hear Harry's voice and his tall, imposing body is leaning against the entrance of the classroom.

Oh God. He cut his hair, his curls are not as defined as I remember and his hair is combed back. He is dressed in black and he looks very angry. My eyes are focused on his ear expansion and I think it is bigger.

"Mr. Styles please don't shout in the classroom," says our physics teacher while he is gathering his belongings.

"Professor no one is here except if you have imaginary friends," Harry growls.

"Mr. Styles I won't—"

"Professor Silva, I'm sorry, very sorry!" I realized that Emily got up and now she is near to the teacher. "He's an idiot, a caveman, please ignore him, you are a very intelligent man and there is no need to waste your time with Mr. Styles," Emily rests her hand on the shoulder of the teacher and I'm surprised of her gesture full of confidence.

Professor Silva took a few seconds before nodding and then leaves the room without saying anything else. I thought he would send Harry to speak to the principal but Emily saved him.

To sum ​​it all up I can't explain how uncomfortable this is. Once Professor Silva has left it's just Emily, me and Harry in the classroom. Very awkward indeed.

I try to ignore both. I make my way back to my seat and I pick up all my stuff.

"Harry! I think you have something to say to Lucy," Emily shrieked and I froze in my place. No, no, no and no. I think I hate her, why is she doing this?

My body is quickly heated by shame and my cheeks are two bright and red tomatoes. You can do this, just run, run!

"Seriously Emily? Screw you. "

"Vocabulary, Harry."

"You need to stop joking."

"Do you want your wardrobe back?"

I hear all their conversation and yet I am not able to turn around .Just do it, just run and punch both on the face!

I throw my backpack on my shoulder and started walking, looking down at my feet. If I am quiet maybe I could be invisible to the eyes of both. I was so naive because it was technically impossible, Harry is at the door and his big hand rested on my shoulder. Jesus Christ.