When we get to the nurse's office she isn't there so i decided to to clean up his head myself so I'm not late for class.
I sit him down on the recliner chair and grab some rubbing alcohol, cotton balls and gauze along with tape. "This is gonna sting a little bit", i warn him before i put alcohol on the bleeding gash. He hisses a few times as i clean him up.
The silence gets very awkward, its so quiet you could hear a pin drop. As i start to put the gauze on his forehead Harry tries to make conversation.
"So um... what made you decide to change the way you look?". He questions
Weirdly i felt like i could trust him. He had this very inviting aura that made me want to tell him everything in my past and about my life. I felt comfortable, safe, and confident.
"Uh my friend Isabella thought it was a great way to break out my shell and that people won't be so narrow-minded. If you couldn't tell i get bullied by practically the whole school".
"Well not by the whole school, you still have me and your friend Isabella", he says cautiously and bends down to look into my eyes at which i keep them down.
"Thanks", i blush. " So I-Im done with cleaning your cut".
I throw all the used material away, grab my stuff and walk towards the door with Harry behind me. When i start to walk the other direction Harry clutches my arm in his hand.
"Thank you for cleaning up my cut even though your clumsy self caused it". He jokes.
I laugh a little and look away "Sorry." i mange to squeak out in nervousness.
"Hey its okay you didn't mean to". He smiles. His smile is seriously causing me to be light head. "I like this new look by the way". He comment as he starts to turn away. He then stops and says "Your beautiful, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. If you ever need anyone I'm here".
I nod, i didn't trust my voice at the moment. He kisses my temple then walks away in the opposite direction while I'm still standing here stunned with butterflies fluttering everywhere as he disappears down the hallway.
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As I'm walking out of the last period of day which is 8th, i get shoved into the wall by none other then Blair.
"I heard you were flirting with my boyfriend... Why?!?!?!". She questioned.
"He's not your boyfriend." I say quietly hoping she doesn't hear me.
"IM SORRY WHAT DID YOU SAY?!? I COULDN'T HEAR YOU." She yelled at me.
"I said I wasn't flirting with him".
"Then what's this?". She says digging into her purse.
She takes out her glamorous phone and pulls up the video of me accidentally hitting Harry with the door of my locker. In the video you can see theres a moment when we both look at each other in the eyes and smile.
"Now do you want to continue to lie in my face or should i beat you the hell up." She starts to crackle her knuckles and gets closer to me as i cower away. She raises her fist ready to punch me and i close my eyes waiting for the impact, but it never happens. I open my eyes to see that Harry is holding her wrist stopping her fist from smashing into my face.
I can see Harry's face clearly from where I'm standing and he does not look happy, Blair just looks afraid and nervous. They begin to get into an argument in the hallway with a large crowd watching, including myself. If only i had enough confidence to tell her off myself.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!". He yells
"Nothing baby, i was just telling her that you and I are still together and she shouldn't try to get into the middle of our relationship". She starts to caress his face.
"DO YOU THINK IM STUPID!?!? I HEARD EVERYTHING YOU SAID AND YOU WERE ABOUT TO PUNCH HER IN THE FACE FOR SOMETHING THAT IS NONE OF YOU BUSINESS!!!!".
"Baby come on, your just over reacting. Loo-". She gets interrupted by him.
"IM OVER REACTING!?!?! YOU WERE ABOUT TO HIT VALENTINA FOR NO REASON!!!. Look this exactly why we broke up your overbearing and CRAZY!!!!". He shoves her arms away in anger and turns towards me.
He grabs my arm and pulls my towards the front entrance. I see that practically everyone has their phones out recording the moment. I mean seriously do these people go anywhere without their phones nowadays?
"Um where are you taking me?". I say quietly
"Im just taking you somewhere far from here then i'll take you home". He says shortly
"Okay". I am honestly so confused but yet grateful that i can be far away from these people for a while.
He takes me to his car and drives away. I stare at the window and i see everyone in front of the school just staring. I began to think to myself...
What have i gotten myself into??
*** Sorry this update took so long i had to return to prison aka school so updates are going to be a little more spread out.
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Teen FictionShe was the girl that no one noticed. The shadow in the background, the voice without a face, and a personality that no one got to see. She's been though a lot in her short lived life that not everyone can relate to. Her life is lived with bullying...
