Credit to whoever wrote the upcoming poem.
Just...uh...puttin that out there.
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Skye's POV
Beep...beep...beep.
Alarms truly suck ass.
I hear Harry trying to punch it off and I giggle at his failure.
Then it falls to the floor.
Beep...Beep...Beep.
"SHUTUP!" He yells.
...
"Finally." He said.
"Somebody's a little aggressive." I sarcastically said.
"Just be happy it's off."
I giggled.
We walk to the bathroom and brush our teeth.
Beep...beep...beep.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me." He says and walks into his room.
I stand in the doorway watching him. He pulls out the batteries and throws them away. He really hated that clock.
"Ok... No more beeping."
"You sure?" I said sarcastically.
"I hope."
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We finished getting ready and head to school.
I pull out my earphones and hand one to Harry. I switch on Lego House by Ed Sheeran.
We both sing along...until we reach school. A teacher and the principal are sitting outside. That's unusual...
We walk up to the school and try to walk in.
"Hold up, Mr. Styles. We need to talk."
They took Harry to the principal's office and left me. I guess I'm not in trouble. I walk into school an grab my books from my locker. I head to my first class, science. Ew.
I take out my notebook and pretend I am working as usual.
I begin to write... A poem?
I think for a few minutes. Then it hit me. I started to write down my idea.
"She paints a pretty picture
But this picture has a twist.
Her razor is her paintbrush
And her canvass is her wrist.
She paints a pretty picture
In a color that's blood red
Whilst using her sharp paintbrush
She ends up finally dead.
Her pretty pictures fading
Quite slowly on her arm
The blood is not racing through her
She can no longer do harm.
She painted a pretty picture.
But this picture had a twist.
You see, her mind was her razor,
And her heart was her wrist."
I look at my poem. It was very... Deep. I'm not a very deep person... But this...
"Mrs. Porter, may I see what homework you have completed so far?"
Shit...
I take my note book up to her.
"This isn't homework, but this is a very beautiful poem. I will let you off the hook, but next time, it's double the work. Got it?"
"Yes. Thank you, Mrs. Karam."
I walk back to my seat.
At least I wasn't the only one who thought my poem was beautiful.
Harry's POV
I walk I got he principal's room and sit down.
"Mr. Styles, we heard what happened after school yesterday. Can you please explain to us?"
"Well, Alex Morano was technically bullying my girlfriend..."
"So you decided to defend her?"
"Of course."
"What else did he do?"
"He called me a fag, and he called her a slut and a whore. He has also beaten her up multiple times."
"Has he really? Maybe we ahou call up your girlfriend. Skye Porter, right?"
"Yes, sir."
"Skye Porter to the principal's office, please." He said into the P.A.
About a minute passed and she walked in.
"What's going on?" She asked.
She sat down next to me.
"Have there been problems between you and Alex Morano?"
"Yes. Serious problems."
"Why haven't you told us about these problems?"
"Because I was afraid of what he would do to me."
"It's that bad, huh?"
"Mhm."
He walked over to the P.A. again.
"Alex Morano to the principal's office."
Another minute passed and he walked in. I tensed instantly.
"Please have a seat, Mr. Morano."
"What's up?" He asked all innocent.
"We have heard that you have problems with these two people. Is that true?" The principal asked.
"What? No. I don't have problems with anybody."
Asshole.
"From what we've heard, it's pretty serious. You could go to jail for domestic abuse. Do you want that to happen, Mr. Morano?"
The principal was on our side. Yes!
"No."
"You just admitted to doing it. We have police hidden and they just heard everything."
Two policemen came out.
"Mr. Morano, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say will be held against you in the court of federal law. You have the right to an attorney." They finished the rights on the way out of the school.
Ok what the fuck just happened.
"Thank you, Mr. Styles and Ms. Porter." The other policeman said. "Alex will be behind bars for a couple months, maybe years."
"I can't believe what just happened. Thank you so much officer." Skye said.
"Oh it's my pleasure. And..." He whispered something in her ear but I couldn't hear.
"I will, I promise." She smiled widely.
"Have a good day, guys. Bye now."
He walked out of the building and drove away.
Alex just got arrested... Oh my god.
I'm still surprised.
Skye won't be hurt anymore.
That's the best thing I have ever told myself.
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Alex got arrested!
That little dick...
Anyway...
Love you:)
Maddie<3
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