Rory's POV
Surrounded by towering bookshelves filled to brim with books, I sit down between two shelves in the school library. Just as I crack open a reference book someone clears their throat. Glancing up from my book I look up at Harry.
"Hi, Harry." I nervously greet.
"Hey, Rory." Harry greets, earning a shh from a liberian. Harry scratches the back of his neck, then lowers himself next to me.
"Rory, are you really okay with Brody making you keep your..." Harry snorts like he's holding back a laugh. "...Your relationship a secret? It's one thing for no one to know, but he treats you like crap." Harry states, frowning down at me.
"Brody doesn't mean any of it." I quickly defend my boyfriend.
"He says horrible things to you! He throws things at you! He acts like you're dirt!" Harry objects.
"... Y-yeah act, he's acting. He doesn't mean any of it." I say.
"Oh god, you're whipped." Harry sighs in frustration. "What's his reason for keeping you a secret anyway?" Harry asks.
"He isn't ready. We'll go public when he is, till then he's going to throw people off by just acting." I explain, but Harry just gawks at me in disbelief.
"That's... A load of bull." Harry says, making my face crumple. Harry's face softens, remorse brightening his eyes. "But it's your load of bull." Harry adds.
"How long have you guys been," Harry rolls his brown eyes. "Dating?" He finishes.
"About four months." I answer, a sheepish grin on my face, but Harry's mouth drops open at my words.
"That long? And I had no idea..." He mumbles. That's the whole point why Brody acts, so no one suspects.
"You really like him, don't you?" Harry asks, frowning.
"Yeah, I really do. I like him a lot." I admit, smiling down at the floor.
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Teen FictionRory's "boyfriend" is Brody, star athlete, most popular boy in school, soon to be homecoming king, and to everyone else single. No one knows their secret makeout spot behind the bleachers, or their secret weekly dates in Brody's room, or that they e...
