Chapter 8

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I walk into my first class, going to my usual spot in the back corner.

I want to scream.

I want to cry.

I want to cuddle with someone.

I want to go home.

Harry has never pushed me so far to the edge, not once.

Not even close.

Sure, he can be annoying and whiney but never like this.

People have treated me far worse than Harry just did, but coming from Harry it was like being thrown into a volcano.

It actually hurt.

I have to find Riley. We don't have any classes together but maybe I can hunt him down during lunch.

What if he doesn't want to talk to me?

Ugh.

***

Surprisingly, the day goes by easier and faster than I had expected.

Though I didn't see Riley at all, neither Harry.

I meet Jessica up at the Starbucks across the street and she drives to her dorm.

I was expecting Harry to be at my apartment so I don't  want to take the chance of going back so quickly.

We get out of her car walk through the crowd of people standing in the dorms' halls.

We aproach her room, she spends a minute or two trying to find her keys.

She finally unlocks her door and jumps in, I follow close behind.

The room is cleaner than I figured it would be.

"My roomate isn't here most of the time.

She thinks I try too hard and so she bunks with her friend in hall C" Jessica states, throwing a pillow across the room. "But I get my own place." She says while smiling.

I smile back.

She lays on her bed, patting the spot next to her.

I walk over and sit beside her.

"So lets talk about you and that dude you're sleeping with." Jessica bursts into laughter.

I slap her and sigh. "I'm sleeping with no one and I don't plan on it anytime soon gosh." I say, it comes out sounding harsh.

"Mhm, so Mrs.Virgin, what shall we talk about now?"

"I'm sorry that everyone here is too stupid for me to sleep with, thanks Jess."

She smiles widely.

Honestly, I didn't have anyone in mind to give my V-Card to.

Except Ryan Fretcher.

He could plow me any night, except he has no idea I exist and I'm not noticeable when I sit in the back corner in class.

"Harry keeps texting me god damn." Jess blurts out.

I frown. "Just turn your phone off."

Without hesitation she shuts it off.

"Did you read any of the texts?" I ask.

She puts her bright blue hair behind her ear. "I saw a few of the previews. They were about you."

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