Always & Forever

Chapter 8

A/N - I just want to say a massive thank you! Starting to write this today and I have just hit 50 reads. You're all amazing <3

I also want to thank my amazing fiancé who has given himself the title of my chief editor.

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Chapter 8

2006 - Lou's POV

"Suck it up Princess, the entire world doesn't revolve around you, you know".

What.

What did he just say!?

Staring at Anthony I don't know whether I want to burst into tears or burst out laughing. I chose the first option. There was no way I was going to let him see that though. Instead, I picked up my school bag and walked out. I didn't even glance back at the teacher. I'd have to explain that later and would probably cop a detention or two for it but right now I simply do not give a damn. I can feel my eyes welling up before I even make it around the corner and out of sight of the class room. I put my hair down and let it fall on either side of my face. I don't even know where I'm walking to. It's the middle of class, it's not like I can go find anyone to talk to. I decide on the library, students are allowed in there no matter what the time is, it's quiet and hopefully I can find a book to curl up with in a secluded corner. I just want to be alone. I've had a terrible 24 hours and I just want to be alone.

Grabbing 'Harry Potter and the chamber of Secrets' I settle down in one of the beanbags distributed throughout the library. I've read this book so many times, I could practically recite it word for word. I dunno what it is about books, but they make me happy and reading a book can transport you to a whole different world. Hogwarts tends to be a favourite world of mine, one I frequent very often. I still can't believe what Anthony said to me. Princess? What does he think I am? I'm hardly prim, proper and girly. I play footy and video games better than half the boys and lets just say I have been known to beat more than a few of those same boys at arm wrestling competitions. I'm hardly a princess. Currently, I have remnants of chipped black nail polish on, my hair is up in a messy bun because I couldn’t be bothered to brush it this morning, I have rings under my eyes and I have barely a hint of mascara left on. In short, I do not resemble a princess, not even remotely.

He must have noticed how upset I was, it doesn't take a genius to work out I have been crying, next to that horribly messy bun I have a red nose, red eyes and puffy cheeks. I look like I'm having an allergic reaction to something. It's not pretty. And it's certainly not princess-y. It just goes to show how very little he knows about me. It's not like he's even bothered to get to know me. I don't even understand why he spoke to me today. We've gone three weeks with ignoring each other completely, 4 years before that when we denied the others existence to the absolute extreme. I was happy enough ignoring his presence, It was working well for me and anyway I should be used to inconsiderate comments about me by now, people at this school make it their past time on a very regular basis.

So why is his stupid comment affecting me so much?

Probably because last night at the end of a 6 hours shift, I walked into the office at work and found some bimbo sitting on the desk with her legs wrapped around Owen's waist. Minus her underwear. Not that I'm surprised with Tamsin's actions, she's known for not holding back her virtue, she'd rather pass it around to everyone like free candy on Halloween. Scrag. It's Owen that has completely shocked me. He has spent the last three weeks grovelling nonstop after our little fight. I barely even remember what the fight was about anymore, but that doesn't mean I needed to make life any easy for him and just give in and forgive him, Pfft, not on your life buddy. I spoke to him, it was two days later, but still, I did speak to him. And I have continued to speak to him, I may have been a little more cold than normal but I played nicely, until last night that is. I just cannot get that image out of my head. That smug gloating smirk on her scraggy face, I wanted to slap it right off of her. Instead, I chose to laugh, causing Owen to spin around so fast it left Tamsin all out in the open. The look on Owen's face, riddled with shame and guilt almost made me feel better. Almost. I just laughed again, hoping the look on my face was one of pity and nothing more, before I turned on my heel and walked out of the office leaving them frozen and  no doubt completely shell shocked.