CHAPTER 3

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June 26th
Jeanne Watson

I stare him in his scaring eyes that have haunted my nightmares for way too long now and he smirks through them. I shake my head slowly and discreet to try and tell him to don't tell anyone that we've actually met before.

But it isn't only him standing there tall, there's some other there too.

"J, this is Ivan, Emily and Harry" Jessica says and turns to me, but I continue to stare at Harry, feeling the tense situation haunting my body.

It's Emily from earlier.

"Hello" I somehow get out from my tensed-up body. I feel my hands shaking in nervousness.

"Is there a problem?" Jessica asks with furrowed brows and turns to me and look me into my eyes.

"No" I lie and look over to her.

"Great" she says and smiles, moving on.

I look over at Ivan who has a dark blue jean jacket, black skinny jeans and a white t-shirt. Harry also has black skinny jeans with ripped knees and a white 'Ramones' t-shirt.

"Nice to meet you" Harry says with a smirk to me, knowing the anxiety filling my nerves.

"You too" I say with a lame energy, squinting my eyes at him. I look over at Jessica who's whispering something to Luke. Then she looks over to me.

"Coming soon" she giggles. 

She isn't leaving me is she?

They leave and so it's only Emily, Ivan and Harry left in front of me while I just stand there as a randomized sim. I swallow the lump in my throat which only seems to grow bigger as time passes by.

"Em, Ivan, can you leave us two alone?" Harry asks with emphasis on 'alone'. The lump grows bigger and the whole situation feels like a kick in the stomach. I get the feeling of having hard to breathe from the gigantic lump.

Hell no.

I get a shiver down my spine and suddenly everything feels freezing cold. They leave and he looks at them while they slowly walk away, wearing a fake smile on his cherry lips. Then he looks back at me and his smile disappears in a quick act.

"What do you-" I start saying but he takes a hard grip of my wrist and starts to drag me into the middle of the crowd of people, not stopping when I tell him that he's being too hard with his hands. I'll probably have a red mark surrounding my wrist. He stops when we get to a corner alone when everyone is further away than four meters.

"Long time no see" he says with his smirky attitude.

"Shut up" I say with the confidence I don't have.

"Oh, you've gotten a bit of a mouth since last" he says sadistically. I sigh and roll my eyes.

"And you've lost your vocabulary" I say.

"And why is that?" he asks with a childish voice, like I'm a kid.

"You clearly don't know what 'shut up' means" I explain in a tone full of anger.

"Maybe I just don't listen to you" he says and licks his upper lip.

"What do you want from me?" I ask and ignore his comeback.

"Nothing" he smirks.

"When we go out there again, we pretend that we've never met before, okay?" I say sternly.

"Sure" he says to my surprise.

"Good" I say.

"But" he continues. The word I knew he would say.

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