Good Gone Bad

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

"I- I was a dare?" Harry chokes out. I look in his eyes for any emotion, but he's hiding them.

"Yes I'm sorry Harry."

He gets up and starts pacing back in forth in front of me, "How do I know you're still not lying to me? How do I know that it's not a dare anymore?"

"I won't break up with you in front of everyone at a party" I say, almost regretting it.

"You were going to break up with me in front of everyone? You were going to humiliate me? Wow I guess I was wrong, I thought you were a sweet girl tonight and I thought you were going to be good for me, make me better. Boy was I wrong, you're just one of those popular bitches who don't care about anyone but themselves. What would you have done if I really was Marcel and I really was a nerd? Would you still humiliate me? You only like me because I'm not that nerdy boy anymore. You're just a conceited bitch. You're no better than me."

His words stung, "Okay Harry. I know that whatever I say won't change your mind. Good bye."

He just laughs, "Don't ever come back. And you better not tell anyone my secret."

I run from his to my flat, and cry myself to sleep.

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Walking into school the next morning, nobody would talk to me like normal.

When I take a seat in calculus next to Cassie, I ask, "Why isn't anybody talking to me?"

She throws her head back in laughter and I look at her like she's from the loony bin, "Zayn told everyone about your date with Marcel. Everyone just thinks you're desperate."

I blush, "I'm not desperate. He's actually a nice guy, but he called it off at the end of the night."

Zayn comes through the doors as I say that and bursts out in obnoxious laughter, "Hear that everyone? Gabby got dumped by a nerd! He must be gay."

Everyone in the class begins to laugh and I feel tears threatening to fall down my face, but I stay strong. I turn around and look at Zayn who took a seat behind me, "Just because you're a dick, doesn't mean you have to make other people feel terrible to make yourself look better. It's not working too well for you Zayn! Have you ever noticed how all of your friends have actual girlfriends? And you're oh yeah what are you, you're fucking single. If I didn't know any better I would say you're the one who's gay. Who's your secret lover, huh? Marcel is a far better man than you'll ever be and you're just jealous. So why don't you shut the fuck up and leave people the hell alone."

When I'm done talking, I'm quite pleased with myself because everyone is silent. Even Zayn, who hasn't managed to say anything back. I turn around and sit in my chair, just in time for the bell.

Mr. Anderson clears his throat before speaking, "Gabriella, I'm going to have to ask you go to the principal's office for using that type of language."

No. This isn't happening, "But I"

He shakes his head and interrupts me rudely, "No buts. Now be on your way."

I groan and grab my backpack, glaring at Zayn as I walk kit the door.

I can't believe I blew up like that I don't know what got into me and- my thoughts are cut short when I run into someone, falling on my back with whoever it is falling on top of me. I groan and open my eyes to those beautiful emeralds, "Har- I mean Marcel."

We just stay there for a few moments, before he abruptly gets up and says sorry, holding his hand out to help me up, "Um hi Gabriella. What are you doing in the halls right now?"

"I got sent to the principal's office for the first time ever and I was defending-" I stop mid sentence. He doesn't need to know. He probably doesn't even care.

"You were defending...?"

I shake my head quickly and start to walk off, "Nobody. Forget I said anything."

He grabs my wrist, stopping me, "I asked you a question Gabby. Who were you defending?"

I feel so small. His voice deepens and a scowl appears on his face. I am starting to get scared, "You."

"Who were you defending me from? What did they say?" he asks a little more calmly and his features soften.

"Zayn. It doesn't matter. You don't care and don't want anything to do with me. Goodbye Ha- Marcel. Have a nice day" I say quickly before continuing my walk down the hall.

When I finally reach the principal's office, the secretary has a surprised look on her face, "What are you doing done here Ms. Taylor?"

I sigh, "Mr. Anderson got mad at me for using profound language."

She shook her head, "Why were you using profound language!?"

"I was defending Marcel from Zayn" I state simply.

"Oh. The new kid? Most kids don't seem to like him. I'm surprised you do. I thought you were friends with Zayn" she says more as a question.

"Well I think Marcel is sweet and Zayn was being rude."

She laughs, "Gabby, you don't need to go in there. I'll tell Mr. Anderson I had a talk with you and you are free to go."

"Thank you so much! I really appreciate it."

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I sit down at lunch with all my friends, noticing one of them missing, "Where's Zayn?"

Eleanor giggles, "He left after first period. Told me he was embarrassed. What a baby."

I shoot Eleanor a look, "How'd you know what happened first period?"

"Everyone knows. It's today's drama. Every body is happy that someone finally stood up for themselves," she smiles, patting me on the back.

"I didn't stick up for myself."

Cassie chuckles, "Nope you didn't did you. You stuck up for Marcel. Which is still a mystery to me. How'd your date go last night? Is he secretly a bad boy that stole you heart or something?"

Boy, this girl was good, "No. He was just a gentleman."

Perrie can't hold her laugh any longer, "Since when are you into gentlemen? You're last boyfriend was Zayn, before that you dated Jared, before tha-"

"Will you quit it? I don't care about who I dated before now. I actually like him," everyone's jaws drop.

Danielle breaks the silence, "Well he must be a good kisser. Is he?"

I smile, thinking of the kiss last night. He calmed me down just by cupping my cheeks, and kissing my lips. I nodded "But he doesn't like me anymore."

All of the girls gasp in unison and I tell them everything about it, leaving out the whole Harry thing.

"So you admitted it was a dare and he just flipped?" Louis questions me.

I nod again, "Sadly."

Liam laughs to himself, "He must be crazy."

I laugh and shake it off. We continue talking about something else and my mind wanders off. I can't stop thinking about Marcel, Harry, whoever he is.

I snap back into reality when I feel two hands cover my eyes and giggle.

I hear that annoying voice that I've come to love and hate at the same time, "It's Marcel. I wanted to know if we could talk."

(A/N: Well I hoped you like it! Love y'all. Vote, comment, and read on!)