Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

Scarlett Jackson’s POV

Are you worth your weight in gold?
cause you’re behind my eyelids when I'm all alone
Hey stranger, I want ya to catch me like a cold
You and God both got the guns, when you shoot I think I'd duck

I led the revolution in my bedroom
And I set all the zippers free
We said no more war, no more clothes
Give me peace, oh, kiss me

Hey, hey, we are a hurricane, drop our anchors in a storm
Hey, they will never be the same, a fire in a flask to keep us warm
Cause they know, I know that they don't look like me
Oh, they know, I know that they don't sound like me

Panic! At the Disco’s Hurricane blasted through my earphones as I 0made my way to my locker. Just as I opened it, a note fell out.

Oh no, not another one.

Baby you light up my world like nobody else,

Luke Robert Hemmings

I rolled my eyes at the pathetic note. Just a year ago I had started my first day in NYU. Unfortunately, that day was not one of my best. I had knocked into the most socially awkward, perverted asshole AKA Luke Robert Hemmings. And that was the start of a ginormous nightmare.

He would constantly throw at me inappropriate comments or leave me these stupid notes because he was completely convinced that I was the one for him and we were destined to be together. What a dork.

“Hey babe. No way, you got another one?” my boyfriend, Tom Parker said as he wrapped his arms around me.

“Yup,” I groaned.

“What is this? One direction? Hah, what a joke,” Tom laughed.

“When is this kid going to get a life?” he chuckled as he took the paper from me and ripped it into pieces.  

“Let’s go back to the dorms, I’mfeeling nauseous just thinking about that dweeb,” He said as he put his arm around my shoulder and led me away.

I know, I know yall must be wondering how I managed to get Tom Parker, aka the hottest boy in school as my boyfriend. I have to thank that dork, Luke, for it though.

1 year ago

“HI Scarlett,” the unfamiliar boy greeted as he approached me.

“Hi?” I asked, not sure who he is.

“I’m Luke remember? We bumped into each other on the first day of school. You may not remember me but I know everything about you.”

“Okay?”

Who the hell was this boy? How does he know ‘everything’ about me? Oh, please don’t tell me he is some psychotic stalker. That is really something I don’t need right now.

“No really. I know every single detail about you.”

“Like what?” I asked, curious as to what this peculiar boy might knowaboutme.

“I know your favourite colour is sky blue, favourite band is Panic! At the disco, you have an undying love for Brendon Urie and your bra size is a D.”

“How the hell do you know my bra size?” I asked, outraged.

“Believe me, I have been staring at it long enough to know,” he replied nonchalantly.

“How dare you?” I asked/yelled.

“How dare I what?” he asked, looking sincerely confused at my outburst.

Instead of answering him, I gave him a tight slap on his right cheek.

“Excuse me, are you harassing this pretty lady?” Tom asked as he approached the two of us.

Tom and I were from the same kindergarten, Middle School, High School, and now, college. And I’m not ashamed to admit I had a crush of him since the first day of kindergarten when I saw him in that adorable TMNT t shirt of his.

“N-no, I was just talking to this gorgeous lady,” Luke responded, stuttering a bit.

“Was this dork harassing you Scarlett?” Tom asked me.

Oh my fucking god! Tom actually knows my name! Act cool Scarlett, just act cool. Don’t you dare fangirl.

“Ughyeah,” I said while nodding.

“Well derpface, looks like you and I are going to have a little ‘talk’, alright?” Tom asked as he yanked Luke by his collar and planted his fist in Luke’s face.

The crowd that was beginning to form around us gasped when they heard a sound of something breaking.

Luke fell to the floor with blood oozing out of his nose. The crowd cheered as Tom approached me.

That was what started Tom’s popularity in NYU and Luke’s unpopularity.

That was also the start of our beautiful relationship.

(Present)

LUKE HEMMING’S POV

I felt my insides crush as that tool Tom ripped up my note for MY princess. How dare he? He probably felt threatened by the fact he knows Scarlett and I are meant to be.

Yup, it’s probably that.

When he pressed his lips onher cheek I felt my insides being ripped apart. I rushed to the toilet, curled up into a ball and cried like a stupid little baby.

Scarlett Jackson would be so much better off with me. When is she going to realize it? It is bound to happen anyway, its destiny.

The toilet door opened without warning and the 5 devil’s spawn walked in; Tom Parker, Nathan Sykes, Max George, Siva Kaneswaran and Jay McGuiness.

“I heard a little, pathetic sleezeball left a love letter in my girlfriend’s locker again. How fucking dare you? She is my girlfriend.”

Siva yanked my up from the floor as him and Jay held onto my wrist.

“She deserved so much more that you,” I said to them as Tom threw a punch right in the middle of my tummy.

“And what? That is you? Rubbish,” they laughed as he hit me some more.

“I can give so much more to her, stuff you will never ever be able to give her,” I said with tears flowing down my face from the pain.

“Who-”

“The-“

“Fuck-”

“Do you thing you are?” he asked, punching me at every pause.

“Reality check sunshine, you are not some hotshot. If I see you trying anything more with MY girl, I will not hesitate to do far worse than this, understand?” he asked.

Without waiting for my response, Siva and Jay let go of my hands and they left me there.

I looked in the mirror and saw blood staining my teeth. I looked absolutely disgusting. Oh well, wait till this disgusting, Asperger kid gets the prettiest girl in school. That would show ‘em.

I cleared any trace of blood before exiting the bathroom room. I quickly took out a pen and paper from my backpack and proceeded back to Scarlett’s locker.

I can’t ever be brave ‘Cause you make my heart race,

Luke Robert Hemmings 

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