Betrayal. That is all I feel, ever since 'The Incident'. My boyfriend did certain THINGS with my only/best friend, Poppy. I haven't spoke to him since that night. And I don't plan to, either.
I do my usual daily routine, showering, brushing my teeth, and choosing my outfit for today.
I decide on a charcoal "Rolling Stones" tee, studded black shorts, and white converse. I like rock, don't judge me.
Grabbing a granola bar, I unlock my keys and start driving to the hell hole, otherwise known as school.
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I step through the corridors, and I get multiple pitiful stares. I ignore them, and see the one face I didn't want to see. Like, ever. Harry freakin' Styles. I can't believe he actually bothered to show up. What an idiot.
I go to my locker, dropping off un-necessary weight, before storming up to my ex boyfriend. I bring up my hand, and connect it to his face. Serves you right, bitch.
He takes a while to process what just happened, before tears spring to his eyes and he starts talking about how he made a mistake.
"Babe, please. Listen to me. It has only ever been you, she means nothing to me, I swear!"
I raise my eyebrows, as ironically Poppy (My ex-best friend) strolls up to him confidently, and starts snogging his face off. Real smooth, sleaze.
I give him a look as if to say 'Save it for your diary', and begin my way to class.
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I sit in Biology, realising how brain-numbingly boring this class is. Styles keeps sneaking looks at me, as I just roll my eyes in disgust. Does he think I would forgive & forget so easily?
Not gonna happen, biatch.
Once set our task, I plug in my earphones and mumble under my breath the lyrics to the current song;
"I see this life like a swinging vine
Swing my heart across the line
And my face is flashing signs
Seek it out and you shall find
Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told
I feel something so right
Doing the wrong thing
I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing
I could lie, coudn't I, could lie
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive." (Counting Stars - OneRepublic)
A few songs pass by, before an unknown taps my shoulder. I look up from my work, to be faced with Louis Tomlinson, both mine and Harry's best friend. I wonder what 'words of wisdom' he will come out with this time?
"Hey."
"Hi."
"How are ya?"
"How do you think I am?"
"Hold it, Miss Sass.'
"What do you want, Tommo?"
"He really loves you, Bell."
"Why should I forgive him?"
" I know, Bella, I know. But really, just think about it. For me."
