Chapter 5: The Confrontation between lovers

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Eric´s P.O.V:

“You did see them together at lunch, didn´t you?” I heard Jason asking me at the beginning of the last breaktime.

 Yeah, I had seen them, they had lunch together, and I was really curious why, so I nodded and said: “Let´s go to talk to him”.  

As I entered his class with Jason behind me I saw this so called Evan guy walking out from it.  I stopped him and tried to sound friendly

“Um… hi you are Evan, aren´t you? So how was your first day here?” I asked. I know the question took him by surprise but he quickly answered “Yes it´s Evan, it was great there are really cool people around here” he said smirking though with a distrust tone.

 “Yeah like… Cece? I saw you with her today…” I said tired of talking with him.

“Cece?” he asked stupidly.

“Yeah you idiot Cece Harper, the girl you spend all lunch with” Jason was rudely interrupting.

 “Oh yeah Cece… you know her guys?” he said as he smile, like if he had just picture her in his head, the answer really bother me because it should be me who asked that.

Yet, the question put Jason angrier and he moved foward placing himself between me and Evan, kind of pushing Evan to a wall and said threatening: “Yes we do know her, the question is why do you talk to her? She is freaking younger than us so you don´t have to get near…” he said furious till he was interrupted by Evan.

“Hey dude what is your problem? I can get near her every time I want to, I know her since last year when we met in Paris and…” Evan answered raging but was interrupted by the teacher coming into the class announcing everyone to seat down.

Well, maybe that was good because I could see these two punching each other right now if she hadn´t come in. Their killing gaze broke as they seat in their tables and I left the class.

Jason´s P.O.V

I was confused, I was angry. I hadn´t talk to Cece in a long time but that was not the point. What was this guy doing? Why did it bother me so much? I knew he was an asshole, by the way he looked at her, by the way he spoke about her, by the way he felt superior. I swear to god that I would have really punch him if the teacher hadn´t come in. Now we were discussing this book about the principal boy that has his irritable mother always on top of him controlling what he does. The class was debating if his friend was bad influence to the boy or if his mother was just insufferable.

“I think the mother shouldn´t get involved as she knows nothing about them. She is just being a insufferable haggard.” I listened Evan opine with his arrogant voice as he stared at me.

Okay I was feeling completely identified with that, guessing we weren´t talking about the book anymore I answered “No the mother is only being careful, his friend is an idiot, getting too close to him, and I think he does´t even know him, he is just…” I responded fiery. I was the mother, Evan the friend and Cece the protagonist.

“No the mother doesn´t know anything, they know each other pretty well, and I clearly know the friend knows more the protagonist than her own mother” he abruptly interrupt me.

“God the friend doesn´t know the boy! He is just throwing himself at him without knowing a shit!” I said furious.

“Mr. Dolley I won´t allow that kind of vocabulary in my class…” the teacher reacted but was interrupt by Evan “You don´t know a shit okay? Paris wasn´t nothing and stop interfering cause she is mine as I already put my hand on her when we kiss…”.

That was enough. Put his hands on her? Kiss him? I just couldn´t believe it, I was really going to punch him but the teacher was already shouting at both of us. He couldn´t just go around and shout to all the class such lie. I didn´t believe him, I know he was lying. I could beat the living daylight out of him but I didn´t want to be punished though I didn´t stand one minute more with this idiot in the class. I got up and just leave. In the corridor there were some students because it was almost time for the ring to bell, yet I had one direction. Cece.

I run towards where her class was when I found her putting some stuff inside her locker…

“Did you kiss him?” I said very serious pulling her close to me, I needed proximity to calm myself down. I looked through her beautiful brown eyes, I knew I had caught her by surprise and her lost look tried to read my thoughts and figure out what was happening.

“Kiss who?” she asked lazily.

“Oh what do you have a list?” I hissed.

“Jason what are you talking about?” she asked horrified by my comment. When I was about to answer I felt a strong arm pulling me away, and a figure getting in the middle of both of us. Evan.

 “Hey, hey, hey what are you doing here?” she asked Evan.

“Easy I will take care of him” he said without looking at her.

“Take care of me? Seriously? So it’s true you kiss this asshole?” I said and finally directed my gaze at her to answer my question, but instead silence invaded. She stared at Evan and then her eyes felt on me. All of a sudden she broke the silence:

“What kind of question is that? You just can´t go around demanding that answers!” she exploded, her expression was quite angry but I didn´t care, I was the angry one now:

 “So that means you did it!” I shout in dis-belief.

“You thought I was lying?” Evan finally spoke laughing, oh and hell I wanted to rub that smile out off his face.

“Jason just get the hell out of here I don´t understand why you are even talking to me!” Cece said.

Oh those eyes, her eyes looking with confusion into mines, and her words made me paralyze. They were cruel and cold. Why should she be asking why I was talking to her?

“Yeah get the freaking way out of here” Evan “smartly” remarked. Okay that was it, I was going to murder that guy.

 “Evan! Both of you should get going! How could you said that to him! It was a secret! What were you doing telling something like that? Making fun of me?Bragging for kissing me?” she looked too disappointed and used her words as knifes. She turn away closing her locker loudly, leaving both of us astonished and open mouthed.  

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