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Chapter 101

HARRY

 

I was exhausted. Lucy let me take a nap, I slept a lot. Once awake I took a shower and Lucy was my nurse. Despite my state we finished our biology project. The good thing was that she decided not to talk about other things and just concentrated on the project. But I know we'll have to talk about what happened.

We didn't talk while we were trying to do our job. My eyes were on Lucy's face and sometimes she was also looking at me. It's a strange game, a strange way to start from the beginning.

I memorized her freckles again, the sparkle in her eyes or the way she fixes her glasses. Sometimes she sighs out of nowhere or she looks at an infinite point as she thinks about something. I wonder if she notices something from me, if she saves one little detail about me.

We share the entire afternoon and although the silence was with us sometimes I just knew I couldn't get bored of her, of her presence.

We ate something and I left her at home. It was really late. I tried to kiss her but I should know that would be a vain attempt.

I went home that night just to get out again. We needed to sell at least some of the drugs that we recovered. So we did that with Niall. We know the points where people are willing to buy. It wasn't a tough night.

In my mind I thought it would be a good week but I was quite wrong.

I called Lucy in the morning, I told her I could pick her if she wanted but she refused. I didn't expect that and more unexpected was that it really hurt me her rejection.

I thought it was fine she had the right to reject me. At the end of the day the word 'nothing' was what described exactly what we are.

I attended to my classes. So boring, the same s.hit.

I saw Lucy for like five minutes at lunch. I spotted her talking to Ryan. The anger inside me was burning my blood. I was in a bad mood the whole day after that. I was jealous.

I tried to take her home but Lucy was going out with her friends after school. It was like a punch in the ribs. I don't know why I'm thinking this but she looks...more independent. That is a good thing but my selfish side doesn't want it that way.

And I realize that if I could Lucinda would be mine the whole day. No exceptions.

My phone rings and I check the message. I didn't know Emily could be some kind of psychopath. I think she's insane.

I have nothing else to do once I'm free. Maybe I should go over what I have to say about the project but I'm not in the mood to learn something new.

Once Taylor's bar is open I spent the rest of the hours there. Sitting, talking and drinking. Ashton is always a good company. He doesn't need to ask to know I'm in a bad mood or something has happened to me.

Ashton invited some friends. He works and he shares with his group of friends the whole night. I'm in the group and I try to make a normal conversation. There are girls and they are quite beautiful. I have no problem talking to them.

They are hot  and they are quick to flirt with me. I swear they are almost willing for a threesome but I feel bored. None of those girls are Lucinda and could never be.

Of course I miss her and I saw her today, just hours ago. But she was busy with stupid Ryan or with her friends. I want to be the center of her attention. F.uck, I'm very selfish.

I knew I had some brushstrokes of selfishness but this has exceeded my limit, I didn't know I could exceed that.

Used to my bad habits I keep drinking until I can't feel the taste of anything else. When one of your senses fails you know you're on the other side. Drunk is what I mean.