Backstabbed (H.S)

Chapter 48

I shake my head.

"No, no," I say quickly,"I know Rick."

"He tried to rape you, Mack!" Harry says loudly.

"No! No, he didn't!" I scream, pushing the memory of that night out of my head.

Tears build up in my eyes and a few escape, making my cheeks wet with salty water.

Harry's face softens and when he talks, his voice is lower. Soothing.

"Mack,"

"No," I say, wiping my cheeks and straightening my back,"I know Rick well enough to know he wouldn't have told Mia. Especially if it was his baby."

Harry rolls his eyes making me frown.

"Mack! Open your eyes," he chuckles dryly,"Mia's baby was Rick's also. When you told Rick, Rick told Mia to get rid of the baby and she blamed you for it."

I shake my head again,"What if Rick was just worried for her?"

Harry bites his lip.

"No, Mack. No." He says, eyes closed.

"I think it's time for me to go," I whisper.

I turn, walking towards the front door, grabbing my jacket in the process.

"Bye, Mrs.Styles!" I yell, opening the door and slamming it closed and I flinch at the sound.

Opening the door of my car, Harry comes rushing out of his house, his face pleading for me to stay.

I shake my head, tears springing out of my eyes again.

"No!" I sob,"no, no, no," I yell once inside my car, pounding my palms against the steering wheel.

Tears over flow my eyes, escaping everytime I blink.

"Mack?" I hear Harry's muffled voice from outside of my window.

I slowly look up at him, frowning.

I tilt my head at him as if to say what?

"Please, Mack, let me talk to you," he says, worry plastered on his face.

I shake my head, turning on my car and backing up from the driveway. Harry takes a few steps back so I wouldn't squish his foot as I drove off back to my home.

-Tuesday-

Eyes.

That' all I feel staring at me. Eyes.

Isa jumps to my side as I walk down the hallway.

"Do I have something on my face? If not, I would like everyone to stop staring please!" she yells, rolling her eyes. instantly, everyone who's eyes were on me had turned to either their lockers or their friends.

"Thanks," I mutter to Isa as I reach my locker, turning the lock and setting the small arrow at the right numbers. I get the lock open and I swing my locker open, setting the books in my arms inside.

"No problem," Isa shrugs, leaning against the lockers beside mine.

"Why are they staring at me like food, anyway?" I slam my locker closed, arms and hands free of journals and books.

"Everyone thinks Harry and you are a thing." She whispers as we make our way out of the school, taking our time.

"Why?" I chuckle, tucking a piece of brown hair behind my ear.

"Somehow, word got out you went to the Style's house yesterday," she makes quotation marks with her fingers,"to meet the family."

I raise my eyebrows,"Wow, I'm not even dating him and I'm already 'meeting the family'" I roll my eyes,"how low can these people at school go?"

Isa shrugs, fishing her car keys out of backpack.

"Well, you did meet the family," she says, adjusting her backpack on her shoulders.

I give her a glare and she laughs as we push the front school doors open and head for the parking lot.

"Have you seen Macy today?" I ask as we near our cars.

Isa raises an eyebrow and cocks her head to the side,"I haven't noticed."

I gape at her and slap her arm,"Such a great friend."

Isa laughs,"I'm kidding."

"Hope so," I shove her and give her the stink eye.

"No, but seriously. Did she text you at all?"

Isa frowns and shrugs,"Nope. You?"

I shake my head no.

"I'll stop by her place on the way to mine and text you what's up." she says, climbing into her red convertible. I give her a small wave and she leaves the school parking lot.

Suddenly, someones arms wrap around my torso from behind making me yelp in surprise.

"Be quiet or people will believe that I'm kidnapping you." a deep, raspy voice says into my ear. Humor in his voice.

Quickly, I frown.

"Harry, I'm really not in the mood to be kidnapped." I respond a bit sternly.

Harry swiftly turns me around his arms so I would be facing him.

"Last night was a mistake."

I furrow my eyebrows,"Which part?"

"Where I pushed you to come to conclusions," he stares into my eyes.

Fresh memories from last night come back to me live a wave.

I shake my head,"I needed a reality check."

Harry looks at me confused.

I roll my eyes,"I needed a reminder of what kind of guy Rick had become. Also, what he did to me."

I lower my voice,"And that Rick could have been the father."

Harry bites his lip making me faint inside.

"I don't want you to think that just because I told you."

"No. I did some thinking when I got home. There can be a possibility that he was the father."

"So what now?" Harry hugs me closer. Our noses almost touching.

If we kiss in the schools parking lot, people will definitely think we are dating.

"Can I kiss you right now?" Harry mumbles.

I chuckle,"No."

Harry smiles as he lowers his head a bit more and tilts it,"Too bad."

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