Love Hurts.

Chapter 6

Well today was the day I guess.

There was no way I could miss another day, he would know that I was avoiding him, with a lesson and the detention he set… I groaned realising. Just me and him in a room for an hour…

I attempted to throw Connor and everything involving him to the back of my mind; I had the whole day ahead of me before I had to go through with it. I would go to his stupid detention with my head held high, put in my iPod and do some work.

I wouldn’t even acknowledge his existence.

Cautiously, I walked into the school car park, I got there early to go and see what I missed yesterday and collect the work from my teachers, minus one obviously.

I wandered in slowly taking my time, listening to my iPod, for the first time in the last few days I just felt really relaxed, I spoke too soon, I saw that familiar silver land rover parking up, my tummy clenched immediately and I ran straight inside hoping to god that he hadn’t seen my reaction to his appearance.

I scuttled into the toilets like a little girl, I looked in the mirror, my face was as red as a tomato, and my usually wavy hair was just an uncontrollable mess on my head. No wonder he changed his mind about me I thought to myself.

Sighing, I tried to re do my hair, but after a few unsuccessful attempts I eventually gave up and started putting it into a messy bun, and thank god for this trend at the minute, it’s saving me loads of time on a morning!

I walked out of the toilets, and my phone beeped scaring the life out of me, I was so jumpy today!

 I opened the message,

‘Hope you’re in today, i think we need to talk, i shall see you in detention;)’ –Connor

What the hell?

I stared at the message for a little longer than usual, not really sure what to put, I mean why did he put a wink face on the end, was he just trying to be sarcastic at the fact he could give me detention…possibly trying to make an effort with me again? No, I crushed those hopes before they even fully surfaced.

He’ll have put it just to remind me of what I no longer have. I needed to make him sound like an awful person, it was the only way I would get over him, gradually I’d forget about the good things, well I hoped I would.

They day started off like any other, same old boring timetable, then break. I went to go and meet my friends trying not to think what was coming when the bell went to sign for next lesson. Maths.

“It will all be fine,” Amber soothed quietly, she linked my arm, “I’m here with you, every step of the way.”

We set off to get there early, knowing he wouldn’t be there; I got sat down towards the back end. Amber sat next to me, this way I wouldn’t have to see him as he came in and I could look up as little as possible.

Fear ripped through me, I don’t know why. Ok I do, I hated seeing him right in front of him and knowing he didn’t want me and not being able to hug and kiss him, it made my heart ache.

Minutes later, the rest of the class began trudging in, you could see all the looks on their faces as they realised it was time for Maths, and it wasn’t a happy one.

I reached towards my bag looking for my glasses as I heard him come in,

“Apparently he was in a right mood yesterday,” Amber whispered knowingly.

I found them and put them on just as he looked up in our direction appearing ready to shout at amber for her ‘insolence’.

“Oh,” he faltered, looking in my direction now, “I didn’t know you wore glasses Miss Tomlinson?”