I sat in my room, waiting for it to be 7. Thats when the football game starts.
I wore the outfit my sister picked out for me, The skater skirt, and the pink shirt. And of course I wore my vans.
Right now it's 5:45 so I have about 30 minutes to chill, play flappy bird, then I can go...
I'm more excited for this then anything... I'm not sure why... Maybe cause I get to hang out with Harry. He isn't bad really. Except for what he did yesterday. He better not make Matthew do all the work. To make time past, I began reading The Fault in Our Stars, but got interrupted by a text.
Harry: where r u?
Me: my house?
Harry: lier
Me: no im not... im at my dad's
Harry: where is tht?
Me: 34889 Park Lake
Harry:thnxssss
I walked to the front door, grabbed my jacket and stood outside to wait for him. Why on earth is Harry coming? I looked at the sky and saw gray clouds. Please don't rain.
After about 10 minutes I saw Harry pull into the drive way.
I got in and waited for Harry to drive off.
"I went all he way to your mom's to find out that I waisted gas."
"Too bad. Why are you even here?"
"To pick you up genius.. you look nice." He said smiling.
I felt my cheeks turn red. "Thanks." I said not looking at him. WHAT IS HE UP TOOO???
When we got to the field, I saw a group of people there, Harry's posy.
We started walking over in that direction, and joined them. I looked over at Liam and smiled.
"What." He said gritting his teeth.
"You're not on the team, sucks doesn't it." Everybody there started laughing. Which made me raise my eyebrows and smiling.
"Funny." He said. "Laugh all you want. It's her fault."
"Ohh okay," I smiled, "Whatever you say, your fault for faking something stupid like that.
"It was not stupid." Liam said crossing his arms.
"Sureeee... 'omg let me just do something childish cause thats what I am, a little kid.'"
Liam's face turned red as a tomato. "I'm gonna kill you!" He said, then charged right at me. He gripped my shoulders hard, making me wince, and threw me on to the ground. He hovered over me and smiled. I took this as an advantage, a sung my feet to his, making him trip. So now he's the one on the grass.
I squated right next to him, and I said "I'm pretty sure I'm still alive," smiling.
He got up and dusted off his hands. He was so close to me I felt hsi heavy breath on me. He lifted his fist, like he was going to punch me, but Harry butted in.
"Okay, how but you to chill, and stay a few feet away from each other." Liam and I were stil staring at each other ignoring Harry.
"What, you think I'm goin to listen to ya?" Liam asked.
"C'mon mate, chill." Harry said again. Liam just pushed him out of the way.
"You should reconcider your decision, Kenz." Liam told me taking a step closer to me. It was like one of thosse romantic parts of a movie where the love couple is about to kiss, except not in this case. We're about to kill each other.
"Why?" I asked. "Nobodies standing in my way, and definitley not you. You don't scare me." I said stepping on his foot and walking away. But once I took only about two steps Liam pulled a handful of my hair.
"Shit! OW! Let go!" I shouted, as he was yanking my hair, I attempted to face him, nope didn't work.
"Liam stop!" I said. I just heard him laugh.
"Liam, come on mate." Niall butted in. Yet I doubt he really cared, there was no change in his voice, it just sounded like 'lets be real here' kind of tone of voice.
"This is fun. Messin round with you." Liam said. I kinda faced him, and punched him as hard as I could in the arm.
"Ouch, for a little brat like you, you really now how to punch someone." He said.
The more I tried to face him, the harder he tugged at my hair. If only I put it in a bun.
"Let go of her!" Harry shouted, pure anger in his voice, then shoving Liam to the ground, which led him to letting go of my hair.
I rubbed the back of my scalp, it's okay hair. I fixed my hair, and looked at Harry. Now everyone (about 15 people) were crowed around Liam, Harry, and I.
"Can you two be any more childish? The game is going to start in like 10 minutes, lets go." Harry said. I shifted my eyes from Harry to Liam, Harry to Liam.
"Actually Mckenzie could probably act more childish. Little innocent Kenzie doesn't know what the real world has in store for her." Liam said.
"How bout you Mr. Tough Guy who cried over not going to football tryouts? Can you act any more childish?" I said. "Or have you reached the limit?" I sadi crossing my arms.
Harry moved out of the way as Liam came storming over at me with his fists clenched. He tried punching me right in the nose, but after taking 2 years of karate I somewhat know how to defend myslelf.
I ducked under him, and wrapped my arms aroung his torso, and pushed him to the gorund. I only was able to punch him once in the jaw because Harry picked me up from my waist and threw me over his left shoulder.
"Put me down! I have a skirt on!" I yelled pounding on his back. As I was cussing at him, I heard the whistle. The football game started.
"Harry, if you don't fricken put me down I swear, I have a skirt on! Put me down!" I yelled still pounding his back. "God! You are basically invading my personal space! I have a damn skirt on-" He cut me off.
"Enough with your skirt. Do you think anybody actually cares?" He asked.
"I care Harry!!!" I tried to squirm around to get loose. When I was younger my dad would always do this, and I would end up crying because I was afraid of heights, and I had no control over myself. This is exactly how I feel.
I gave up. "Thank you." Harry said.
"Put me down." I said again.
"Here we go again." I could imagine him rolling his eyes at me.
I felt him drop me on the bleachers. I fixed my skirt, and met Harry's gaze.
"Do you really have to give me the look that says 'I'm going to kill you'?" He asked.
"I'm gunna kill him." I said. over and over again taking a seat.
"No you're not."
"I am going to beat him up 'til his head pops right off his body."
"Lovely."
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So um yeah.. I was listening to rock music while writing this.... okay bye bye
xoxo,
Juliette
P.S. Idk when imma write another chapter cuz, schools tomorrow, new trimester . . . I gotta stay focused :)
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