Chapter 5

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Harry's POV

"Evelina wait!" I said shouting after her. We were on our way to lunch and I told her about Layla. She spun around, Making sure the tips of her hair ran against my arms.

"What the hell do you want you two timer!" she shouted. Luckily everyone was already at lunch.

"Let me explain Evelina!"

"What is there to explain, Harry! You cheated on me with my best friend!" I was tired of her beyond this point. Anger filled up in my eyes.

"Well at least she let me have sex with her other then waiting three fucking months!" she rolled her eyes.

"We're so done, Styles"

"See if I care you dumb bitch"

"What did you call me!?"

" You heard me, Dumb. Bitch."

"Your such a dumb brit!" She said storming off. She calls me a dumb Brit all the time, Just because I'm the only British one in the school along with tattoo girl. I moved here when I was about seven years old with me dad. Me mum was an alcoholic so we moved. I brushed away memories and walked into the cafeteria. I looked around deciding where to sit since Evelina and I broke up and I definitely didn't want to sit at Layla's table. I looked all around and finally saw tattoo girl. I surprisingly wanted to get to know her more. She was sitting alone playing with her food. I walked to the table and pulled a chair across from her.

"Hey" I said simply, forgetting what happened this morning.

"What do you want" she said in a whisper. I tried thinking and thinking to why she was mad at me and I finally remembered.

"Look about this morning-"

"Save it" she said shaking her head. I sighed.

"Listen I'm sorry that I've been such an asshole to you for the longest time.. I never really realized. Can we at least be friends..?" She looked up at me with her big brown eyes and sat up confidently.

"No"

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