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the fit ^

HARVEY'S POV:

I woke up to the sound of someone approaching my door. I sat up in time to see Jacob walk into my room. 

"Charlie sent me to get you up," he said, staring at my bare stomach and chest, more specifically the scars that were there. My eyes widened and I pulled the covers up farther. 

"Out," I ordered. He immediately left and I sighed. I had been allowed at school recently because Thurston had gone to another state and didn't seem to be coming back just yet. 

I grabbed a shirt and a pair of jeans. I slipped them on and went downstairs. I past Jacob on the way out of the house and grabbed my skateboard. I hit the road and swerved in between cars.

About halfway to school, my balance was suddenly thrown off because of a rock I went over, sending me falling off the board. I fell on my back and the air was knocked out of me. 

I struggled to breathe and panic seized me. I heard the sound of tires on asphalt and I froze, unable to move. 

This is how I die huh? Damn, that's so fucking boring, in the face of death my immediate reaction is to think how I could have died in a more interesting way. Instead of getting flattened like a pancake, I heard the car come to a screeching halt. 

Imagine, you see some random person struggling to breathe in the middle of the road with a skateboard a few feet away, it's probably really fucking weird looking. 

"Harvey?" A familiar voice called. Edward, I thought, still trying to get my breath back. His face came into view and he grabbed my shoulders, hauling me up. I gripped onto his shirt and tapped my throat, he got the point. 

"Hey, you're ok, take a minute," he said, rubbing my back. I was eventually able to breathe again and grabbed my skateboard, noticing the crack in the wheel. 

"Oh come on!" I shouted, sighing. Edward noticed the cracked wheel and offered to drive me to school. I agreed. As he drove he kept asking me if I was fine, and I had to constantly say yes. 

"Are you sure-"

"Edward, please shut the fuck up. I understand you're worried but I'm fine. I'm not fragile," I scoffed. We arrived at school and I noticed Alice waiting. 

"Where were you? You're almost late," she huffed, that was before noticing my posture and facial expression, which I assume showed that I was in fact in pain. Maybe that's why Edward kept asking. 

"What happened?" She asked, worried immediately. 

"Skateboard accident, I'm fine," I assured quickly. She reached out to touch me and I flinched back. 

"Uh, sorry," I mumbled. Then, out of my peripherals, I saw Jasper striding up to us. He took note of me obviously trying to hide the pain I was in and frowned. 

"Are you ok?" He asked. I understand they all were worried and trying to be nice but it was really pissing me off that they kept pestering me and asking the same questions over and over again. 

"I'm fine," I snapped. It felt like the pressure was just adding up in my brain, getting me agitated and annoyed. 

Then I saw the hurt on his face. My heart broke and I bit my lip. To avoid saying something else stupid, I quickly walked away. 

Leaving behind my hurt boyfriend. 



Now it was the worst time of the day, history. I was scared to face Jasper, I didn't want him to be mad at me for earlier. As I walked into the classroom I noticed him sitting in his usual spot and I sat beside him silently. 

When things got boring I turned to him. 

"I'm sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to snap at you," I said, slight worry in my tone. This bitch had the audacity to laugh. 

"I'm not mad darlin', I understand it was probably getting annoying with everyone babying you. I know you're not fragile," he added. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. 

"Thank you," I whispered. He smiled and pressed a quick kiss to my cheek. I held his hand under the table and we talked while the teacher taught. After our last class we headed out to the parking lot and he led me to his car. 

"Where do you want to go?" He asked, starting the car. I thought about it for a few seconds. 

"Wherever you want to go," I replied, putting on my seatbelt.

"Ok."

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