Glass Wall

Chapter 13

Harry and I walk back towards the school. The whole time he's clutching my hand and I allow him to. We walk forward rather quickly at a determined pace to get as far away from Jaxon as possible.

Something seems odd about Jaxon. Something is off and I can tell by the way Harry constantly gets aggravated with him.

"Harry... who's Jaxon?" I ask before I can think twice.

"A fucking asshole that's who he is." He states without hesitation.

"No, seriously. How do you know him?" I ask trying to get the answer from him.

"All you need to know is to stay away Juliette." He answers stubbornly. I hate it when he says my full name like he's scolding a child.

I pull my hand from his to show him that I'm frustrated. He looks back at me and glares going to reach for my hand again. I pull away as fast as I can.

Now I'm going to show him what a real child acts like.

He looks at me again with a questioning expression. He pulls his hand back slowly and looks behind him. He seems to relax when he finds nobody behind us. I step a few feet away from him so we're not walking side by side anymore.

"Juliette what the..." He starts to say. Instead of listening to him I walk faster.

"Juliette where are you..." I don't hear the rest of his sentence because I start to run off behind the school. Maybe if I can get there fast enough I can lose him.

I sprint as fast as I can using all the energy I have. I look behind me and notice Harry running after me. I push myself harder and faster. I look behind me again and see him pushing harder and faster. I continue running with full momentum as I round the corner. I notice a large recycling bin so I hide behind it.

When Harry rounds the corner moments after, he looks around with a bewildered expression on his face.

"What the fuck Juliette!?" He screams into open space. He starts pacing around clearly frustrated. He kicks the ground letting out his frustration. I look around the bin trying to get a better look but then I tumble over. Harry stops in the middle of his actions and looks my way. His expression is all but pleased.

"Are you fucking serious? You hide behind a recycling bin... because... because I don't even know why!" He yells at me while walking towards me. I get up dusting myself off and stand my ground. I'm going to show him he can't treat me this way.

"Well if you weren't being such a condescending ass to me I wouldn't have ran in the first place." I say with a straight face. He scoffs but I interrupt him before he starts to speak.

"Don't tell me you didn't because you did. And you know what? If you don't stop calling me Juliette to try and scold me I won't ever talk to you again." I say letting the words fall from my mouth.

"You won't talk to me?" He questions antagonizing me.

"Ya I won't talk to you. I won't go to that party with you either. I try all the time to get to know you, I try to-" I'm cut off when he grabs my arm.

"Shut. up." He says.

"NO! You know what I'm done being treated like I'm worthless to you. You can't boss me around all the time. You can't tell me what to do." He's about to interrupt me when I quickly put a finger to his lips.

"No don't talk. You know, even if all these girls drop to their knees and beg for you to even look at them... well I'll have you know, never in a million years would I do that. You might be able to have every girl wrapped around your fingers but guess what? Not me. I'm done with your bullshit." I say as forceful as I can. I seem to get the reaction I was hoping for because Harry stands emotionless in front of me.

"You think that I treat you like you're worthless? So tell me what exactly happened on our date?" He says after a few seconds.

"That is not fucking fair." I say fuming. "You fucking put up with that because you had to. You didn't really care. You wanted me to shut the fuck up so we could continue our date." I answer back letting the swear words spill out.

"Ya sure Juliette." He retorts shaking his head. I scream out in frustration and turn around walking away from Harry.

"Don't walk away from me Juliette." He says sternly but quietly.

"Well guess what? I am! And don't scold me like a child!" I yell at him.

"Well you sure as hell are acting like one." He yells back at me. I stop in my tracks and turn around. I stand there fuming not knowing what to say next. I start imagining myself punching him but I know he would be able to stop me.

He stomps his way over to me leaning his face extremely close to mine.

"Don't fucking talk to me like a child." I whisper at him.

"Then stop giving me a reason to. I was blocking you from Jaxon for a reason and what did you do? You stepped out from behind me and he saw you Juliette, he saw you." He says whispering back just as angrily.

"Ya so?!" I question him frustrated. "I didn't know who the guy was!"

"And it's better you keep it that way. But no, now he knows what you look like. He's not a good person Juliette, he's fucking dangerous and it's better if he doesn't know who you are. Or anything about you for that matter."

"How the hell am I supposed to know that?! I don't even know who the guy is! And when I ask you you won't tell me! If you just give me a good reason to why I shouldn't know him then I would listen. Harry I'm not that fucking-" I'm interrupted as Harry grips my lower back a ferociously pulls me against him. He smashes his lips on mine.

"Shut up." He mumbles as he kisses me.

I'm so surprised that I keep my eyes open looking at him but he has his eyes closed. When I realize what he's doing I start to push his chest but he doesn't allow me to budge.

"Mmm!" I try to get him to stop and let go. He just continues kissing me.

The irrational part of my brain begins to kick in. I start to melt under his hold as his grip softens. He brings one of his hands up holding my face in place as the other is still on my back. His strong arms hold me up as he kisses me. I start to kiss him back before I realize what I'm doing. I slowly lift my arms up and wrap them around his neck.

Suddenly I hear footsteps and a voice approaching us and I abruptly stop kissing him. I pull back but he keeps his hands in the same place. I look around us feeling a little on edge. I try to step back but he holds me in place. I lean to the right trying to glance around the corner. I see someone jogging in our direction. When they near I can tell it's Jasmine. She rounds the corner and takes in the view in front of her.

To be honest we probably look very suspicious. Harry has his arm wrapped around me, his hand on the small of my back. His other hand rests at his side and his lips look slightly swollen and pink. I look at Harry frantically pleading him to let go of me but he won't budge. I look back at Jasmine standing there awkwardly.

"What?" Harry asks with an annoyed tone.

"Um. I didn't mean to interrupt..." She trails off looking at me as a smirk begins to form on her face.