Chapter 16

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Amara's POV

"Hey" Henry looked at me for a split second then down at his book which made my heart hurt a little.

Why?

And I thought we'd have this fairytale going on after what happened on Friday.

But I should've guessed that he didn't want me like that because of the way he was texting me yesterday.

He was dry and barely responsive.

It makes me feel bad when someone talks to me like that especially when I like them because it feels like they're mad at me constantly and I feel like I'm annoying them.

I don't know what to do when that shit happens.

Do I keep talking or end the conversation?

But l get so sad when I just end a conversation because I feel like I'm annoying them.

I want to talk to him. I want him to talk to me.

What the fuck am I supposed to do to make him happy?

"Hi" he said coldly making my heart hurt even more.

Don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry.

"You good?" He asked when I didn't say anything else and I nodded, forcing a smile on my face "I'm okay, just wanted to see if you can help me with tomorrow's exam. I studied a little but I wanna make sure everything is okay"

The stomach ache is insane right now.

"Yeah sure" he didn't say anything else and went back to reading his book so l took that as my cue to leave him alone.

You're so stupid Amara. He made it so clear that he wanted nothing romantic to do with you, yet you're still so hurt.

But why doesn't he want me?

Is it something about my looks? Personality? Lack of talents? Fucking stupidity?

What is it?

Henry's POV

I lifted my eyes off the book the moment she turned around to leave the class and watched her leave.

I placed the book on the table and took my glasses off, rubbing the bridge of my nose anxiously.

I'm fucking this up so bad and even though I'm doing it on purpose, it still hurts because I like Amara and I know I'm hurting her.

But what if she does what Allison did to me?

What if she makes me feel special just for her to hurt me in the end?

What if she does something worse than what Allison did and ruin my lite?

I genuinely like Amara. She's so nice, funny, a great talker and listener.

Her presence lights up any room she walks in.

And even though I see her smile so often, it still makes my heart flutter whenever I see it. Wether it was from afar or close.

Her confidence is so beautiful. She knows that everyone is admiring her any chance they get.

I've never seen a human being more beautiful than her.

She's so full of life and energy, yet she's so at peace and calm.

I also thought Allison was nice but she completely stabbed me in the back and told everyone my secret.

I feel like I can't trust anyone after what she did to me.

The bullying I got, the death threats, the name calling and even beating I got. It was an unimaginable amount of pain to me. Mentally and physically

Allison kissed me then placed her hand on my crotch. I, of course, thought I could trust her and not push her away. I liked her.

Or it was more that I liked the idea of having a girlfriend and being in a relationship but I didn't know that until shit went down.

People are so harsh and insensitive. Life really kicked my ass with that one.

And now I let Amara get too involved in my life, I felt like I had to put a stop to it before things get bad and I get my feelings destroyed.

I'm just scared. Really scared.

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Amara's POV

I'm sitting beside him right now.

My mind completely somewhere else as he started helping me with a few things for the exam tomorrow but I couldn't focus on anything but him.

I just noticed the little freckles he had. They were cute. Not very noticeable but they made him more handsome.

Which I don't think is possible, I think he's already perfect.

I noticed his pretty nose moving while he was talking, it is the most precious thing ever.

I could just hold his face and kiss every inch of it.

"You with me?" Henry asked making me snap out of my thoughts

"yeah sorry"

He looked down at the books again and started explaining whatever it was.

Am I good enough for Henry?

Maybe he thinks I'm not good enough for him.

I don't think I am, I don't think anyone is good enough for Henry.

He deserves everything good in the world.

I wish I could just hold all the painful memories he has and throw them away so I can fill his life with all the happiness and love that he's been lacking from both his family and friends.

And maybe he doesn't complain about it but I know he's lonely and in pain. I wish I could make up for all the bad years he had.

What can I do to be good enough for him?

"Why don't you want me?" I blurted out, feeling hopeless and needing an answer to that question. He looked at me "what?" He said confused but I know damn well he heard me from the look on his face.

"Why don't you want me?" I repeated, feeling more emotional now

"because I know you'd make my life a fucking mess"

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