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chapter 17 // casey

sigh i didn't get a truckload today but here's chapter 17 ayy

October 22, 2013 - Tuesday

I walked out of Mr. Henry's class right when the bell rang for the end of 6th period. I walked out of the freshman building to have a great gust of wind spread through my jacket and prickle along my skin; sinking down to my very bones. I shoved my hands further into my pockets, suffocated from the crispy cool air. It was almost the end of October, and the temperatures would grow to be cooler and cooler everyday. 

Suddenly, a voice hovered over me. I turn to see Rachel getting a grip of my hand and dragging me to the back of the freshman building. She stopped me, and focused her attention to something else. 

"What's going on?" I asked her.

She squinted her eyes to something or somewhere that grabbed her attention, and looked back at me.

"Emma." She goes back spectating.

"What about Emma?" I asked confusingly trying to look at the same direction she's looking. I couldn't see anything, but groups of students walking and talking doing normal school day activities.

"It's about Zayn," She explains, "She tries to get his attention, by flirting with him or getting first base or something." She shook her head, and half sighed. First base? Oh.

"Are you trying to look for her?" I wonder, still trying to look at where she's gazing at.

"I already see them, they're like talking and walking together." She says, still not looking away.

"Where?"

"Over there," She points her finger to where they are, "You see them walking and talking next to that big oak tree near the Senior building." 

I spot the big oak tree, and I caught a glimpse of them. They were walking, and it looks like they're going to the direction of somewhere else.

"Are you stalking them?" I exclaim.

She looks at me, finally, and gives me the face as if I just pointed out the obvious. She looks back at them, and so do I. They were walking fast. I wouldn't blame them, it was so cold to even be standing outside. 

"They're on the move, let's go." She crouches down and paces herself to the next available bush.

I roll my eyes, and follow her. "You're such a stalker." I muttered.

She ignored me, and kept her attention to Zayn and Emma. They walked inside the Sophomore/Junior building. Rachel gets up and walks towards the back exit of the building. I stood up, and grabbed her by the arm.

"Are you actually gonna resort to this?" I looked at her, crossing my arms. 

"Um, yeah?" She gave me a face, and inched closer to the building. She turned her head, and glanced at me. "Are you coming or what?" 

I rolled my eyes, and we both slipped into the back exit inside the building. We looked around, the hallways were desolated. It was so empty, you could hear the echo of your voice, every time you talk. I followed Rachel to the end of the hall, as we spotted Zayn and Emma walk inside the building.

We quickly hid behind the corner of the wall, about 15 feet away from the both of them. We crouched down quietly peeking slickly so we could see enough of they're actions, as we heard there conversation.

"Sorry, it was so cold outside, I would have died." Emma says crosses her arms, giving herself warmth.

"Nah, it's okay," He says, "I was a bit cold also."

Emma inches closer, and looks up at him.

"L-Listen, Zayn," Emma inches even closer, "I really really like you."

"I know." He smirks. 

"D-Do you like me back?" She responded. 

Zayn doesn't answer at first, but he responds by not even talking but speaking silently.

"I would be lying if I said yes," He went on, "But I would be lying if I said no."

What the fuck?

"So, do you like me or not?" Emma's voice went stiff, almost too serious.

She didn't let him answer yet, but she continued. "What was all the flirty texts for? What was the reason behind you calling me beautiful? What was saying how i'm one of a kind mean to you?" 

"I like you as friend." He plain on rejected her like that and said nothing else. I looked at Rachel, who was shocked yet quite pissed. I looked back at the both of them.

Emma's eyes went bold, and polished. Tears formed her eyes, as she blinked them away rapidly. She looked away for a moment, and back at him with a different face. A different face, as in that's not the Emma I know and see everyday, it was another kind of Emma who was hurt but isn't satisfied.

"Before I leave.." She mumbled, "Let me just do this."

Before Zayn could respond, Emma grabbed him by the collar and smashed her lips against his. Shockingly, Zayn didn't pull away but kissed back. His sun-baked chapped lips moved with hers. They didn't stop kissing, they just went on and on, Emma taking out all her anger in one long aggressive kiss.

They didn't stop, but just continued. Zayn clutched Emma's waist tightly around the palm of his hands, while Emma's fingers ran through the locks of his hair. Zayn ran his fingertips up her forearm, leaving a trail of goosebumps blooming in their awake. There lips moved in unison, up and down, left and right in the rhythm of that motion. 

The next thing you know, Emma's back was leaning against the wall, and Zayn leaning into her. Zayn's hand around her waist, and the other behind her head. He slides his lips towards her naked neck, and back up to her red chapped lips.

Suddenly, Emma pushed him back away and stood back up in her position. Zayn stood there, with a puzzled look almost even shocked. Emma didn't give him time to talk and neither did she give time for herself to explain. She pursed her lips and raised her hand back. She threw her hand forward as hard as she could, whipping it across Zayn's face. The crack of her skin contacting his echoed off the walls. I could feel the vibrations of pain start in the palm of her hand, spreading all the way to her finger tips.

I stood there shocked, and so did Rachel. Both of our mouths wide open, but our faces expressionless. Was this what she wanted to do? Show how much she loved Zayn but physically hurt him for what he has done to her? I give her props.

"That's the last, you'll see of me." She snapped as she stormed out of the building, slamming the glass doors almost causing a crack.

I looked at Zayn, who's cheeks had a bright red tint that wouldn't fade. He covered his cheek, and walked out of the building. No expression, no reaction, just silence remorse him. Rachel and I were finally alone in the building.

We got up, and stretched our body. We couldn't believe what we just saw. I saw the dark side of Emma, which was hurt but didn't allow anyone to hurt her. 

Rachel and I walked out the back exit, and we both stayed silent. Letting what we just saw sink in our brains. 

"Do we tell her we know?" I asked, breaking the silence.

She looked at me, "Let's not let her know, we were eavesdropping."

"For now."

end of chapter 17