Denial

Chapter 33

Shaila's pov:

Today it is Friday. I'm normally really excited when this day arrives, but today i'm far more excited than usual. It is not just any Friday.

Today it is March 26, which also means that today it is the concert. Today is the day i get to see not only Kendrick Lamar, but also Eminem and Kanye! I swear, I haven't been this excited in my life since the day i got my braces removed.

And also, it is March 26 which means i haven't talked to Harry in an entire week. A week. I thought i wouldn't be able to avoid him, since every time i try to avoid him it never works. I've tried to stay mad at him multiple times for more than a week, but somehow I always manage to forgive him because i think he has changed. But lets face it, no one ever changes. I know this because I've seen it in my family, i've seen it with my parents. They are constantly giving each other a "second chance", and they are always promising they are going to change, but it all comes back to the same. They never change, not even a bit. So i should let it go. Harry won't change, and it is not like i want him to, to be honest. He just keeps on making the same mistakes, and i'm an idiot who keeps believing him every time that he apologizes. But this time it is not like that.

I, myself, have committed a whole lot of mistakes with him, like kissing him multiple times for example, but that won't happen again. I will never kiss him, be nice to him, or tutor him ever again. I'm done with him, i'm done with him for good.

Maybe thats another reason why I'm so happy today, because I've seen that i'm capable of not talking to Harry ever again. I can live without him, hell I've always lived without him. It is not like i'm in love with him or something. Yes, sometimes I had my doubts if i liked Harry, or had a crush on him, but i realized what I felt was only pure attraction. I just found him sexy and hot, like every other girl in school, but that doesn't mean I liked him. How can you like someone you hate so much? Someone who only uses you and who treats you like any other girl? How can you like someone who constantly embarrasses you? Thats right, you can't, and if you do then you've really got mental problems. So yeah, I'm totally over that douche bag.

What a shame, Harry could be any girl's dream boy, with that beautiful million dollar smile, those curls and those mesmerizing green eyes. Unfortunately, his personality sucks, and the "perfect boy", isn't perfect anymore. With that personality, I think i prefer marrying a stinky dog. I bet they are nicer.

Suddenly, my phone begins to ring, and it interrupts me from my thoughts. Thank God, enough thinking about Harry.

I answer the phone, without looking who is calling, but I already guess who it can be at this hour.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Whats up Shai!"

I immediately recognize the voice, and I guessed right. It is Dan calling.

A small smile appears on my face, I can't help it. He is so nice and funny, i swear any girl would be lucky to be with him.

"Dan, it's been a long time since you called" I say sarcastically. We talked about an hour ago on facetime, because he didn't know what to wear to the concert. He said he didn't want to look like the typical white boy, that he wanted to look tough and use more rapper-like clothes. So i helped him out, since he believes I dress up like a rapper, which is not true. Being tomboy doesn't necessarily mean that i dress like a rapper.

"I know I know" i hear him laugh, "i just called because i thought you missed me so much" he jokes, and I can't help but roll my eyes. It is automatic, even though i know he can't see me.

"You've got no idea" i chuckle, "now what do you want?"

"To see if you're ready already. We've got to get there at 8"