Eighteen | H.S. |

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Harry POV

Well at least we're going to be friends. Fuck. Why did this have happen to me? All I want is Sarah. I want her so badly, I can't even explain.but I keep questioning this though, does she want me back?

I suggested that we can hangout at my place today, but she declined. Maybe this is too much for her, all the pressure of the relationship we tried to maintain, or that she tore her ACL. I got switched into her literature class just for her, that was tricky.

But I do know one thing. When I came into that class the look on her face. It was a mixture of shock and happiness, when I made eye contact with her, the shine in her eyes. Like I'd flicked a on switch. That's when I knew she wanted my back, almost as much as I wanted her. I mean she did have the necklace I gave her on still.

I said goodbye to Sarah. As I walked to my car thoughts flew through my mind. What if she likes someone else? Like Blake. That's it, she likes Blake. Like I totally saw him looking at her when I was trying to get her attention. That backstabbing son of a bitch. If he touches her, I'll fucking kill him.

Images of him touching her flow through my mind. I rake a hand through my hair with frustration. I want to scream out all my issues. I wanted to kick Blake's head in, even though he isn't a bad guy. Most of all I just want to drive away from all this drama and shit.

I get into my car and start to speed down the basically empty road. I'm officially pissed. I want to punch something, let me rephrase that, I need to punch something.

Once I park in my usual spot,i walk into the huge lobby. I decided to take the stairs instead of the elevator. I push open the doors and take long strides up the many flights. I fumble with my keys, but finally push opening the door. It slams against the brick wall and comes swinging back almost hitting me.

Of course everyone's here. Zayn of course, Perrie, Niall, Louis, And Liam. "What the fuck is he doing here!?" I yell as blood flows to my face in anger. I march to the couch and lift him up by the fabric of his shirt.

"Chill mate," Zayn said but I didn't listen.

"I asked a question!" I'm so beyond the breaking point. I just feel like letting all my anger out on Liam, even though he did nothing to me.

"He's here to hang out." Louis says. What?

"What the hell? He's not hanging out here. Not after all the shit I've been through with him." I remind them.

"Can you two just forget about that?" Zayn asks.

"He fucking made out with my girlfriend. Oh, wait, my ex-girlfriend. Thanks to you and you asshole friend David." I yell in his face.

"Woah, calm down Harry." Niall puts a hand on my back but I shrug it away.

"I'm not friends with him." Liam finally says something.

"Well that's how it looks." I breath in sharp breaths.

"And the girlfriend thing," he trails on.

"Well thanks to you I don't have a girlfriend now. As she said 'just friends.'" I say and everyone stops.

"She said that?" Perrie chokes out.

"Yeah, and you know why? Because this douche bag scared her away." I almost feel guilty about saying that. I just really need to let lose and take out all my anger.

"I'm sorry mate." Liam says and I look in his demon eyes. He actually is sorry.

"I'm sorry too." I admit. We've been fighting this battle for far to long, we might as well just be friends in the long run. "Let's just forget about it."