Two can't keep a secret.

lying bitch

Brooke’s POV;

“Now don’t hold back, by the end of the day I want you telling me how much of a good kisser he is.” I winked at her, finally I think she’ll take a leaf out of my book and actually get laid. I love her but she really needs to lose her V card and who better than the hot bad boy at our school who’s been following her around and nonstop staring at her, it’s kind of cute. I pulled her into my arms and kissed both of her cheeks before walking off. I walked around the corner about to go and find my locker when someone – Silvia – liked her arm with mine. “Hey girl! So I see your little friend with the brown hair is receiving a lot of male attention, especially from Harry Styles.” She smirked, seeming to go off for a few seconds into her own little world where harry was probably there. She started staring at me and we stopped in the middle of the hallway.

“Yeah I guess, he’s been staring at her and following her around it’s...” she cut me off by putting her hand up, she looked a bit aggravated.

“Stop it! I need you to get her to blow him off, I don’t care how you do it, just get her the fuck away from Harry!” she slightly raised her voice, but she shook off her anger before smiling and continuing. “please, I’ve liked him for soooo long and it was going amazing until your friend started flirting with him.” She batted her lashes and tried looking cute, and damn did she kill that! Sweetie just quit it. But oh my god what a lying bitch, Emelia couldn’t even flirt with a fucking ant!

“Yeah sure thang sweetie.” I said sarcastically, but by the way her face lit up she didn’t catch the sarcasm but then she pulled me into a tight and uncomfortable hug, she smelt like a whore’s house.

“you’re such a good friend.” She cooed, talking to me like I was a fucking baby. Urgh I hate her already! “see ya.” She cheered before flicking her hair and turning to walk away, well she couldn’t really walk in her fake prada heels. I mean if you’re going to wear prada heels make sure they’re real and that you can walk in them otherwise you look like a cheap over used hooker.

I turned around to go find Emelia, where did she go? I swear she’s like a little child you turn your back on her for five seconds and she’s gone!

I turned down the corridor I came from after speaking to Em, but oh my god this place is like a bloody maze. Just as I turned a right I saw Emelia pulling Harry to her by his shirt, OH MY FUCKING GOD! She’s actually kissing him! She’s finally learning something from me, I feel like a proud mother.

She turned to walk away from him but stopped and turned her head to his direction and said something, then started down the hall to where I with a smirk clear on her face. I quickly walked to an empty classroom and waited for her in the doorway. Just as I heard footsteps I peeked out seeing Emelia, as she approached I grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled her into the classroom, shutting the door as soon as she was inside.

“soooooooo? How was he? Good kisser?” I grinned jumping up and down excitedly like a child on Christmas morning.

“I don’t know, I didn’t kiss him.” She shrugged, she said it so casually like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I stopped jumping and the grin dropped completely from my face and was replaced with a scowl.

“then what the fuck was that all about? You were like a millimetre away from his lips and you didn’t even kiss him?” I screeched, wow she is either frigid or she’s just plain stupid or boring, either one I will not tolerate.

“well I don’t like rushing things, I’m not like…” I cut her off by slapping her around her face. She needs to snap out of it and get a fucking grip!  A boy like harry isn’t going to wait around especially with that slut bitch Silvia trying to get her filthy paws on him and is trying to get rid of Emelia. NO WAY am I letting that happen! “do that again and I swear to god I will kill you!” she shouted at me, I could see the anger building u in her and to be honest she looked really scary and I’ve seen her really angry, and it isn’t a pretty sight. “We’re in high school and better yet California! You have a hot, sexy, gorge-“