Part 18.

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Harry POV: "I'm so proud of my little boy... You're growing up too fast" my mum cried as she drove Gemma and I to school. "Mum, please don't" I said, knowing Gem would tease me about this heartfelt speech later. "Why? You're going to middle school! I can't believe how fast time has flown!" She continued. I just rolled my eyes, fiddling with my hands as we finally arrived at the front of the school. "Should I walk you?" She said, as Gemma laughed. "No, I can do this..." I said, giving her a kiss on the cheek, just because I knew she wouldn't let me leave if I didn't. I opened the car door, stepping out and into the school.
I have to admit, I was pretty nervous. I knew this year was going to be a lot more complicated than it was last year. I sat down, right next to some other kid, and he smiled. "What's up? I'm Caden" he greeted. "I'm Harry" I said, smiling as well. "Nice hair" he complimented me, and I laughed. We immediately began a conversation, talking about what we had done over the summer, while we waited for class to start. Time flew by quickly, but just as the first bell rang, a girl walked in.
I had never seen anyone like her. She was perfect. Her hair was soft, and she had blue eyes. She smiled in my direction, and I was blown away. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her, as she sat down in one of the seats at the back of the class, where all the cool kids sat. "Dude, you can stop drooling now" Caden said, as I came back into reality. "I wasn't" I defended, but he gave me a 'yeah, right' look. "She isn't even all that to be honest... Trust me, I happen to know the most beautiful girl at this school" he boasted, but I knew he was lying. No one could ever be as perfect as the girl who had walked straight into my life.

"I'm tired of lying to her Harry... I don't think I can do it anymore" Caden said, with strong emotion. I was really getting tired of his feelings towards you. They complicated everything. I knew what I was doing to you was wrong, but he didn't have to continue being a pest about it. Every day, he'd repeat the same words over and over. "You're the worst bro", "you don't deserve her bro", "I don't want to lie to her, I'm telling bro". Ugh. He was not a very good friend to be honest, and I was beginning to loathe him. But, I had to keep him in check at all times, because I knew at any given chance, he'd blow it. Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer, I mentally repeated for the billionth time this week.

"You better not tell her anything. If you do, I'll tell everyone your..." I threatened, but he cut me off right away. "Don't, I know.... I just don't want her to get hurt. Just promise me you won't hurt her... Promise me" he said, saddened and pleading. What he was asking was a little over the top. I knew you would get hurt eventually.... Well, if you ever did find out what a scumbag I was. But at this point I would promise anything just so that Caden could keep his stupid mouth shut. "She's not going to get hurt. I care about her... More than you'll ever believe" I said, but those words didn't phase me. He only sighed, relieved. "So what, you just told her you were gonna be at my house?" He finally asked, after a few seconds. "Yep, same as always" I smirked. This had been going on for years, and surprisingly, it had worked effectively. "What are you doing this time?" Caden asked knowingly. "I'm singing Hillary a song..." I said, smiling. "Hopefully this time, things will work out between us" I continued. He rolled his eyes, and I scowled. The least he could have done was be supportive. "I don't actually care what you think. I just need you to be my alibi if anything goes wrong" I said. I really don't understand why he was acting like this, he had helped me out millions of times before. "Fine, but you better keep your promise. Y/n doesn't get hurt..." He repeated. "I know, you can trust me" I said. "Yeah right..." He said in a low voice, hoping I wouldn't hear him. I shrugged, leaving him and going my own way.

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