And Always.

Chapter 28

(Seventeen Going Under By Sam Fender)

Harley's Pov

The paparazzi surrounded us as we left the stadium, officially being done in Ohio. Now we were officially on the road to New York... Or we were supposed to be at least. The anger boiled through my veins as I looked around.

"What's wrong?" Dlo asked me, pulling me closer to him in the crowd.

"Kevin Matthews, are you proud of The Rejects!" Someone screamed, holding a microphone up to him. He laughed and shook his head with one of his fake smiles.

"They could be better." Kevin responded, pretending it was a joke, but everyone knew that it wasn't a joke.

I turned around to face him, and he looked dead at me, all his smiles dropping quickly from his face. My mother walked out of the stadium and ran down to where we were.

"Ace honey, let's go to the bus-" She put her hands on me, and I pushed her off.

"I fucking hate you." I looked at Kevin, who looked around nervously at everyone.

I think I've finally hit my breaking point. Everything about Kevin Matthews made me want to punch him across the face. Listening to all of those voicemails last night, and then having a panic attack so bad, that Dlo called the fucking police.

It was fucking embarrassing.

Kevin Matthews did not care about last night. While all the boys rushed to my side to try and pull me out of the dark pit I put myself into, Kevin just sipped his coffee, and pretended that nothing was going on. So as I stand here, I feel as though he should get a taste of his own medicine.

"Ace. Whatever you're thinking about doing, don't do it." My mother looked at me, pushing me back so i went stumbling into Yomar who held me up.

I took a step closer to Kevin, balled up my fist, and let all of my fucking anger out, on his face.

"Oh my god!" My mother screamed as the clicks of cameras only increased, the flashes only showed up more.

"Ace!" Yomar screamed, wrapping his arm around me trying to pull me off of him.

The more I hit him, the angrier I got, and I didn't want to stop punching Kevin Matthews. I felt like I was 17 again, beating up my High School bully. My mothers hands went on me, and she got hit too. I didn't give a shit anymore.

"Give me the fucking bad reputation! I don't give a shit! You deserve to be in hell!" I screamed, arms wrapping around me and pulling me off of Kevin who was laying on the floor.

His eye was already turning blue, and his lip was busted open, holy shit I broke his nose. I felt myself get thrown over someone's shoulder, and carried out of the crowd, and onto the bus. My feet hit the floor and Blaze immediately ran up to me.

"Mr. Davis, drive." Abu said, shutting the door after us 4 made it in the bus safe.

"Yes Sir." The bus started to drive, and it drove out of the parking lot faster than it probably should have.

"What the hell just happened?" Abu asked, and I felt my hand start to hurt. I winced at the pain, Dlo grabbing ice and wrapping my hand in it.

"Are you okay?" Dlo asked, not caring about Abu's question. He didn't care about what I did, he knew why I did it. The others just had an idea.