(6) Forgive Me

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Alexa

I stand up from my lunch table walking into the line as I spot Harry walking my way. His hands are in his front pockets and his once curly hair put up into a bun showing his complete face. I turn my head to the side ignoring his presence when I feel him near.

"Sweetheart." He whispers his foot tapping against the white tile floor.

I bite my tongue from giving in and continue walking forward while the line shortens. I hear a sigh come from the side of me and daringly I look over standing on my tippy toes and lean to my right to spot Elizabeth. I wave my hand to signal her to come over where Im at.

"Just hear me out."

Even though I don't say anything he continues.

"I know it was a jerk move but sometimes you have to be a jerk in order to-"

"Go ahead and keep your 'reputation'." I cut him off.

"What?" His face shows a look of confusion.

"Keep your reputation and act as if I never existed." I pick up my tray leaving him behind and pull Elizabeth back when I catch her arm.

I slide my lunch down on my table pulling Elizabeth down next to me. I grip my wrist breathing calmly.

"Sorry." I apologize laying my chin in the palm of my hand as I stare at her.

"It's fine, but y'know you can't ignore him forever."

I know she's right but for now ignoring him is all I have planned.

For the next few hours I didn't have trouble ignoring Harry because he wasn't in my last two classes. But when I walked into my college english class I was greeted by him after bumping into his chest while heading to my seat. I rush pass him keeping my head down and hugging my notebook as I do so taking the first seat in the first row by the window.

I watch from the corner of my eye as he walks towards the back of the room sitting somewhere in the last row. He leans forward placing his sharp freshly shaved chin into the palm of his hands. His lips pucker a bit when he looks my way catching me staring, I feel my cheeks flush when I pick up my dark blue color pen.

"Today we'll be writing ten word stories. You'll be doing that for fifteen minutes as I get the paperwork set up." The teacher, Ms.Frain spoke not looking up once from her laptop.

I opened up my notebook to a new blank page running my hand over it as I put the tip of my pen to my bottom lip thinking.

Take me back to the basic and the simple life.

I stare down at the written sentence getting an idea and another flooding my mind with all the possible things I could write.

I was stumbling looking in the dark with an empty heart.

That's eleven Alexa. I sigh tilting my head to the side, my hair falling softly onto my shoulder as I do so. My feet tap softly against the floor while I tap my pen against the paper thinking carefully. The crumpling of a paper is heard it being tossed my direction afterwards. I pick it up unfolding the paper carefully making sure not to rip it, seeing the words written on the paper.

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