I Hate That I Love You |Sidemen Fanfiction|

.Chapter 10.

Porshea's POV

When Sammie left the classroom to talk to the teacher, I looked at Calum and Richard. "I hope she'll be alright." I told them and they nodded. "Hey guys!" I heard JJ's voice beam.

I looked at him and walked to his desk. "Hi Jide!" We all beamed. "Is Sammie alright?" He asked, the tone of concern in his voice. "I think she is alright, besides the fact she got call names this morning." I told Jide.

"None of this would have happened if Harry kept his fucking mouth shut." Richard said, making me and Calum nod. I looked over at Harry and saw him talking to Simon. I walked up to him and slapped him.

"Oi the fuck was that for?!" He shouted, but once he looked at me, his eyes widen. I slapped him again, a single tear was falling down my face. I was about to slap him again, but I was stopped by Calum.

"I hate you Harry! Why did you have to do that to Sammie? She went to hospital because of you, this is all your fucking fault. Everything is either yours or Simon's fault. Why are you treating us like shit and no one else? Why are we your targets? What did we do wrong?" I questioned, wiping that tear away.

"You should fucking know." He spat, standing up so he would tower over me, Simon doing the same. "Did it have to do with when we were back in our hometown?" I asked quietly, only audible enough for them to hear. Before they responded, Sammie entered the room again, her face was red.

This wasn't good.

"Sammie come back out here, we have not finished our conversation." Our teacher shouted. Sammie ignored her and grabbed my wrists. "We need to go now. I can't stand being in this school much longer." She told me, tears starting to form in her eyes. I saw that she was scratching her bandage. I think Richard and Calum saw as Richard engulfed her into a hug and whispered something her ear. Calum took her hand off my wrist.

"Ugh get a fucking room freak." Harry scoffed. "What did you call her?" Calum asked, looking at Harry. "A freak. What are you going to do about it dick, huh?" Harry questioned. Calum's hands clenched into fists. Once Calum is mad, it's hand to calm him down. "That's i--" Before Calum could finish his sentence, I turned him round and kissed him.

Yes, I know he isn't my type or anything, this is the only way to calm him down. Last time he was angry instead of punching the person, he broke 2 vases and 3 lamps in his house. It wasn't a pretty sight.

I cupped his cheeks, just in case he pulled away to punch Harry. As much as I would want to see it happen, he should stop. I flt his hands upon my waist and he kissed back. Knew this would calm him. I sort of, kind of knew that he liked me. I mean, have you not noticed? The kisses on the cheek, arm around my shoulder and the hand holding, kind of obvious.

He pulled me closer and we continued to kiss until someone barged in between us. "SIMON MINTER COME BACK HERE NOW!" The teacher shouted. I looked at Calum, who was blushing, and smiled. Harry walked out of the classroom too, probably going to catch up with Simon. "HARRY LEWIS YOU COME BACK HERE TOO!"

I looked at Sammie and Richard, Richard was still calming Sammie down. She was now smiling, but some stray tears would fall. I walked up to Sammie and she looked at me. I opened my arms and she hugged me and I hugged back. "What's wrong?" I asked her. She opened her mouth to say but out teacher came back in.

"Do what's on the board or else a weeks detention." The teacher said, the tint of annoyance in her voice. We sat down at our desk, myself sitting next to Sammie. We got on with the work, but once the teacher step out of the room, we started talking.

"What's wrong Sammie?" Myself and Calum asked. She looked at us then looked at Richard. "The teacher asked her what happen to her arm, Sammie told her to go see someone, to stop her from harming herself, but Sammie said she can't. The teacher kept bring up that she needs help and stuff like that. Sammie lashed out and came in here." Richard explained. I looked at same who was scratching the bandage again.