Chapter 12

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Harry's POV

I got up from the bed and puts on a pair of sweats and ran a hand through my hair. I really didn't like this. This meaning me being with Melissa, I really still have feelings for Cher. I also don't like Cher with her new boyfriend either. Caleb? Yeah, They're happy together and yes, I'm happy that Cher is happy. But when we kissed, I fell for her even more. I liked her A lot. I walked out of the room, Not even bothering to wake Melissa. We had sex for three hours last night and she woke me up four this morning to do it again for another three. I was exhausted. I walked downstairs to see Cher sitting outside on the front patio eating a strawberry. I slid the door open and walked out. I sat next to her and she looked over at me.

"Hey" I said

"Have fun last night huh"

Shit. She heard. Well she always talks about it anyways so I shouldn't be surprised. I scratched the back of my head.

"Uh yeah" I replied nervously. She nodded and turned away. She's gorgeous. I really don't understand why I hated her for so long, I mean she's flawless and has the best personality and that smile-

"Harry!" My thoughts were interrupted by Melissa sitting on my lap. I huffed.

"Hey" I put on a smile. I looked at Cher, who just rolled her eyes and walked back inside. I took Melissa off my lap and places her next to me.

"Look, Lissa we need to talk"

"You wanna get married!?" She squealed

"Uhm, Absolutely not."

"What do you mean?" She slouched a little

"No, Im not asking you to get married I'm trying to tell you that-"

"Caleb stop!" I heard Cher squeal from upstairs.

"Babe come on, Ill stop tickling when you tell me you love me" I heard him say. This is all he does to her. Makes her say he loves her and threatens to keep tickling her if she didn't. like really?

"Harry! Hello? What were you trying to say?"

"I don't like you I like Cher" I said quickly

"What?!"

"Yeah.."

"Harry grow up, She has a fucking boyfriend and she's some fucking virgin"

"She's gorgeous and not a slut and has a great personality unlike other people" I spat

"You asshole, She told didn't she?"

"Told..?"

"That she is just using you for fame" I heard a high pitched cute British accent from behind me. I turned to face the other way and saw Cher standing there with her arms folded across her chest. For fame? Are you fucking kidding?

"Shut up slut"

"I'm a slut? I'm sorry, But every boy in our school doesn't have a pair of my underwear around their room. Unlike you, Everyone probably has five pairs each"

I stood up, Frustrated and confused.

"Get the fuck out" I spat

"Harry! You can't just kick me out!" Melissa squealed

"Not you, Her"

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