Settle down

Chapter 14

Lola's P.O.V

When I got home earlier today I was still mad and annoyed, but now I just feel like it never happened. It feels so strange that Harry would do anything like he did. He hates it when I talk to Paul or Tim, but when his friend almost kissed me he was totally fine with it.

I thought that after our kiss he would at least let people know that he knows me, but he once again just looked at me like I was a stranger.

I am aware that everything happened just a few hours ago, but right now I feel like it never happened. It's so weird, like it was just a dream or a movie I was watching. Speaking of movies, I should call Sally and see how she's doing. She wanted to be there for me today, but she had to work and it killed her. However I think it was for the best, because now I've had time to think and deal with everything.

I have come to the conclusion that kissing Harry was a huge mistake and I do not have any feelings for him what so ever. I think we were just caught in the moment. Also I think I should stop being friends. He is not the kind of person that I should be hanging out with. He's just trouble.

It's now thursday and that means that I'm home alone until 10. I hate thursdays. Mom, dad and Dora is at her late cheer practice and they aren't home until earliest 10.

My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door. What? The time is only 8.30 and we don't really have neighbors. Maybe it's Sally, or.... No, it can't be. I walk to the door and open it.

"Hey Lola, I brought your...." He didn't get to finish, because I closed the door in his face. The situation is rather serious, but I can't help but smile at my action. The knocking begins again. I throw the door open.

"What!?" I almost yell in his face. He looks up at me.

"I brought your things." He says rather embarrassed.

I quickly take my stuff and am about to close the door when Harry stops the door with his stupid foot. Damn it, I'm mad again. Why does he always make me so mad?

"Why won't you talk to me? What did I do?" He says with an innocent look on his face.

"Are you serious?" I say and lock eyes with him. He's got to be kidding.

"You've been an absolute douche to me all day and you come here wondering why I won't talk to you!" I was okay calm 5 minutes ago, but now I'm absolutely furious.

"Can we talk? Please?" He pleads. I walk out of his way and open the door for him. He walks past me and takes a seat in our couch. I really don't think that I'm gonna be able to calmly talk. I know that a lot of girls can deal with their guys acting like this and keep forgiving them, but I can't. I will be at this school for probably a year and I don't want to get too attached to anyone. I've already become too close with Sally and I don't want to leave more than one behind.

"Talk." I tell him. If he's here to apologize, it'll have to be a hell of a good one.

"Listen, I'm really sorry about today. I was an idiot and the thing by my locker was a dick move." He says and his hand travel to my thigh. I hope he's not trying to flirt his way out of this.

"It was a dick move. You freak at me for speaking to another guy but you let your creepy friend kiss me!"

"He didn't kiss you. I doubt he would do that." He says. What the hell?

"What is that supposed to mean? I'm not tattooed enough? Or do I wear too much clothes?" Is this an apology or an insult party?

"No I just mean that you're too good for him and he looks for another type of girl." He slides his hand further up on my thigh.

"Lola I really like you and I don't want my bad mood to ruin everything we had." He says calmly.

"I..I...I don't know..."

"You don't have to know, just follow your heart." He moves closer and grabs me by my waist. He leans in and....

"What the hell are you doing!? What's wrong with you? That's why you came here right? You don't like me, you just want someone to play with. How long ago did you do this exact same thing to another girl? You know what? Don't answer. Just leave please." I screaming now and I fight my tears from breaking through. He's still sitting in the couch looking confused and I'm on the living room floor screaming at him.

"What are you talking about Lola? I came here to make it right."

"Then how come you went right in for a kiss before you had been talking for 5 minutes?"

"Well sorry for being attracted to you! I was actually here to apologize, but you have obviously already decided to not forgive me."

"You do not like me! Then you wouldn't have been with another girl like you did today and you wouldn't have been a dick to me!" It feels like either mine or Harry's voice are going to break soon from all the screaming.

"You know what? You're right. We have nothing special, we are not together and I don't like you. You have a nice body and and that's what I liked. I came here because I wanted a distraction!" He walks through my house with heavy feet and slams the door when he leaves.

Is it true. Was all we had a joke. All the laughing and teasing and the kisses. Was nothing real. Of course it wasn't real. If it was, he would't have acted like he did in school. Damn it, this explains everything. I hate this. I can't hold the tears back any longer. I hate this, I hate it, I hate it! Why did he do this? Why me? What I hate the most is that a part of me wish the lie could have gone on a little bit longer just so I could be close to him.

I hate this.