"GAH! I hate fools like that... I have the bloody right mind to go and beat him up!" Will was fuming.. I mean I only met him about an hour ago, but it seems he's already developed brotherly feelings for me. Well it might be more than brotherly...
Then I remembered: I was ugly, they were hot. There was no way in the world that more than a friendship will occur from this. Not that I didn't mind, they were great friends.
"Cool off, Will, you don't even know what he looks like! I'm angry too, but we have no right to just go around beating people up... especially on the first day!" Callum reminded him. I could tell Will was short tempered and I would rather not get on his bad side.
"No worries, we won't give anybody a chance to mess with you Leah, you're worth more than that." Matthew smiled reassuringly, as if he had just read my soul. I was over the moon. The happiest I've felt in a long time. Even happier than when I was with Dylan.
Then... to spoil my awfully happy moment, the bell rang. However, my new three friends stood on either side of me, Will on my left, Callum on my right, and then Matthew on Callum's side. Ultimately, I looked special, I felt special... I was special.
I didn't think it was possible for black people to blush until I did. My skin was on fire as I saw people gaze from the hotties to me. I couldn't blame the girls from shooting me direct death glares by the lockers, forming up a fresh batch of rumours to spread like a wildfire.
Some part of me couldn't care less; they could say what they liked and I knew my friends would stay by my side. But another part of my brain was telling me that one day, I won't have these boys... and I'd go back to hiding in a hole. But then I felt someone squeeze my arm. I looked up to see Matthew staring at me, intently with so much emotion boring down into my eyes. I was once again overwhelmed and I had to stare at my shoes.
"Don't fear Leah, you have our backs. Cal and Will have never acted like this towards anybody before." He said before looking away. I really do believe he is a soul reader.
We walked out into the sunshine and sat on the nearest bench, to chill out at break time. I had my head rested on Callum's shoulder tired as hell. I couldn't help but be so safe and comfortable around them, like I could be my wierd, crazy self. After a long conversation, I was pretty much drifting into a deep sleep, before hearing the words: "You slut!" coming from someone in front of me... then I felt my legs being pushed down to the ground, and heard a shuffle followed by a loud groan. Then a thud. Realising what had just happened, my eyes sprung wide open as realisation crept into my brain...
A/N: This was meant to be like a beginning of the next chapter... but it got a TAD longer than I wanted it to be :D. Let me know if you think I'm going too fast into the story, because they made friends so quickly, but its meant to mean something... a strong bond! Just let me know anyway!!
Thanks for reading and all :D
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Roman d'amour"Sorry dude, I didn't know this was meant to be a relationship, I thought we were just playing around," Dylan Walters said awkardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Besides, you're not my type." Aaliyah Miras- Leah for short has always forced herself...