It had been a week and I still didn't break up with Harvey, today was Monday and the first day back to school, I knew I had to break up with Harvey but I didn't know how to.
I walked to school with Harvey and was in every lesson of the day with Harvey, I was quiet and of course he noticed. I didn't tell him anything though and eventually, he stopped asking. He walked me home and I still didn't say anything to him.
Ugh, I had to break up with him but how?
I was just writing in my diary, when I got a text from Harvey,
Hey, can you come over now? xx
I replied,
Sure xx
I wore one of hoodies and left to go to his. I came into the house and went up to his room, I knocked on the door and walked in.
"Hey," he said looking up from his phone.
"Hey," I said and sat down next to him.
"Harvey,"
"Yeah?"
"I need to tell you something,"
"Okay, go on," well here goes nothing.
"I like you and all but I still like Max too and I don't want to be with you anymore," Real smooth, Kacey, real smooth.
Oh, okay,"
"Harvey, I'm sorry,"
"It's okay, I get it," he sounded upset, I didn't want to hurt him, I hugged him, taking him by suprise and whispered in his ear, "I'm really sorry," he hugged me back and said, "It's okay," and then I left his room and walked out of the house.
I walked through the park, feeling a little guilty for making Harvey sad, when I saw Max kissing some other girl: oh.
After everything, I guess he's still the same asshole he always was.
I quickly walked away, and went home and cried into my pillow, not picking up any calls I received, which was suprising since I never really got any.
Once I stopped crying, I checked my phone and saw missed calls off Max and Chelsea. Shit! Did Max see me, see him?
There was a knock on my door, "Come in," I said and Chelsea came in to my room.
"Hey, you okay?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"Don't lie to me, Max told me everything,"
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you anything,"
"It's okay," she hugged me and I started crying again and told her everything.
"Max, that dickhead," she was pretty mad at him.
"Why do you like him?" She asked me. "He's a heartless, fuck- boy,"
"That's what everyone thinks but I've seen him, the real him, he's just heartbroken and such a softie," I told her.
"That doesn't sound like Max," she shook her head.
"And that's what he wants everyone to think," I said, making her go quiet.
"Max is really mad at what he did,"
"Whatever," I told her.
"Look, you can bring out his good side, the real him," "You've just got to trust him,"
"Okay."
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