Chapter Four

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(Sorry guys I have been really sick the past fee days. I'm sorry, I still am so sorry If this chapter is bad)

Paige made fun of me as we had our little journey to the most boring class of all. Choir- Ms. Sims. I hate that class and I honestly don't know why I took it. But anyway choir was almost over and I was happy that it was. Next period is Softball. Yeah I know it's weird we actually have a period for a certain sport. I've been playing softball ever since I was a child. And now im on Varsity.

It's such a long and boring time in choir. I wonder what class Harry has. Is it bad that all I've been thinking about all day is Harry and his mop of curls and minty breath? This boring class makes me have the urge to pee. Ha no, to just ditch it. I raise my hand and ask to go, she gives me the okay and I get up and go. I'm walking down the hall to the bathroom just trying to take up time. As I turn the corner I ran straight into someone.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" I said. I looked up into familiar dark brown eyes. Liam. I dated Liam a year ago. We were best friends and did everything together, dated and everything. I caught him cheating on me and everything went down. I dumped his sorry little behind.

"It's okay!" He smiled. His breath washed my face in a strong whiskey odor. Liam has been drinking since we broke up. He's not the same, and he still loves me... He shows it too.

"Oh hey Belle. I um am sorry bout that, you just kind of came out of no where!" He said scratching the back of his neck.

"So um, can you let me get by you?" I asked politely. He steeped directly in front of me and pushed me against the wall. I was shocked as my back I hit the hard wall.

"Now why would I let such a pretty lady leave my sight?" He said as he traced my cheek bone with his fingers. I winced and pulled my face away from his touch. He smiled and laughed

"Your such a beauty Belle. Why did I let you go?" He stated his face full of guilt.

"I broke up with you, Liam." He's drunk and it shows. And it's bad, I mean we are at school.

"I know." He said as he leaned forward kissing my cheek. I pulled away quickly. But he pinned me down as he kissed my lips. I quickly feel him forced off my body. I sigh in relief as I see Harry.

"Belle are you okay? I was just walking down the hall and see this guy all over you as you were trying to shove him off!"

"Yeah I'm fine." I lied. My drunk ex of a so called best friend just kissed me. Harry looked into my eyes and raised his hand and fixed the piece of hair that was hanging in my face. I smiled as he walked away. Liam stood there, still, with a smirk tattooed on his face. I rolled my eyes and walked back to choir.

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