10 Letters to Quinn

Chapter 3

Dear Quinn,

I remember the first time we hung out after school. The only downside was that Ashton was there. Otherwise I would've made a move. I would've asked you on a date.Or anything you wanted to do. Taylor got to you some how. I absolutely feel horrible because of what she did to you. It wasn't fair. You know, people are the prettiest when they talk about something they love with passion in their eyes. And I loved listening to you talk about your favorite books. It became my favorite hobby.

Sincerely, Harry

~Quinn~

The bell rang indicating it was time for the next class. "You know where my locker is right?" I questioned while picking up my books. Harry looked at me before standing up.

"Uh, yeah. Meet you there?" he asked.

"Yep," I smiled and exited the room.

I started walking down the hall scurrying to get to my next class. Hoping no one would start a conversation with me.

"Hey Quinn! So, about later, Calum was wondering if he could chill with us, he said he wanted to repay for what he did earlier." Ashton appeared out of no where and I jumped.

"I um, I don't know. Harry wanted to come and help too. If that's okay?" I scratched the back of my neck.

"Yeah, he can come. I mean it's your house, I don't really mind. But, I suppose Calum shouldn't come then. Him and Harry don't really get along all that much," he laughed.

"Why don't they get along?" My curiosity got the best of me.

"Stuff from the past," he shrugged.

"What stuff from the past?" Damn it Quinn keep your mouth shut.

"It's nothing for you to worry about Quinn." He laughed and something ran into me. A body of another human. I also felt something burn my chest.

"Oh shoot, my coffee!" I looked up to see Taylor smirking at.

"Taylor. Come on, did you seriously have to do that?" Ashton questioned as I looked down at my ruined shirt.

"Seriously have to do what? This waste of space just made me spill my coffee," she said and put her hands on her hips.

"Who cares about your stupid coffee?" Ashton questioned and threw his hands in the air. "Cause I sure as hell don't."

"Listen Ashton, no one cares about you much either," Taylor said.

"How about you shut your mouth. Because Taylor, someone's going to punch you in the face if you keep this up."

I looked up to see a black and blue haired guy along with a blonde haired guy staring at Taylor. "Whatever, you're all losers anyways. Especially you dog face," she sneered at me.

"Dog face?" I whispered to myself and touched my face.

"Don't listen to her. She doesn't look in the mirror often enough to know that she's the one with the dog face. Not you," the blonde haired one said and I sighed, quickly turning on my heel and running to my locker.

I was dodging people left and right while trying not to cry even more than I already was. I used my hand to wipe away the tear that had fallen out of my eye. I felt my body run into something hard. "Hey, watch out tiny." I heard a familiar laugh. I looked up to see Harry's big smile, that quickly disapeared when he saw my face. "What happened?"

"Nothing." I lied.

"Quinn." He gave me a disappointing look.

"Nothing happened. Really. I'm fine," I said and Taylor's face appeared out of the corner of my eye.