Blues P.O.V
"He asked you to what?" Harry asked with furrowed brows and a wide mouth, I sighed frustrated with him, I told him everything Mr. Holmes told me and he made me repeat myself twice now.
"You heard what I said Harry." I explained groaning and rolling my eyes when he glared at me, his face softened after a bit, but then he frowned and sat down on the bench at the tree, where he seemed to just groan and grumble under his breath.
"Will I really not graduate if I don't pass chemistry?" he asked looking up at me, I met his gaze and saw a hint of fear in his eyes, almost as if he was scared, I tried to bite back a laugh but failed miserably, laughing way too hard, I clenched my eyes shut and just about fell over, I heard him mutter a 'whatever' I moved my head towards the sound of the voice and saw Harry standing to leave, I ran to him just as he began to leave and jumped on his back, making him fall by suprise, he landed on his front and I fell on his back, I couldn't stop myself from laughing in to his back, I rolled off him onto the dirt and continued laughing
"What the hell Blue?! You could've hurt me!" Harry explained growling, I wiped under my eyes and jumped off the ground, to see Harry still on the grass frowning like a little kid that didn't get his way, he looked angry, but sad at the same time, I rolled my eyes and looked at his white shirt, biting my lip when I saw that it had grass stains and dirt on it.
"What are you looking at?" Harry asked with a smirk, thinking I was checking him out, I smirked and sat down in front of him, I crawled so I was in between his legs centimeters away from his face, his eyes became dark and his breathing became heavier, I reached to his face, and hit the back of his head, moving back and standing up, watching his reaction I couldn't help but laugh again, he was frowning and rubbing the back of his head.
"Settle yourself, Harold, I wasn't checking you out, look at your shirt idiot." I explained going to grab my things when a hand wrapped around my ankle and made me fall to the ground, I turned around to see Harry in hysterics, his face was red and he was crying and laughing hard, he'd fallen onto his back holding his stomach.
"At least I'm not wearing white." I explained, he calmed himself wiping away tears and standing up, looking me up and down, searching for stains, I saw him smirk.
"I beg to differ Ms. Morrison, you see you're lucky, there's no stain but you do have grass all over your back." he explained directing towards my shoulder, I quickly took off my denim jacket and shook it until all the grass was off, no stains just grass, I looked up smirking at him, putting my jacket back on.
"Okay, so what days are you free to do it?" I asked him, he thought for a minute before answering, saying he was free everyday apart from Sunday, I nodded, could I really do it nearly everyday of the week? I mean I didn't have plans, but I don't know if I could handle being in the same room as him for hours, while he patronizes me.
"Okay, how about, everyday after school until five-thirty, and then on Saturday eleven until five-thirty? I know its long bu-"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, do we start today or what?"
"Always a charmer, I mean yeah, we could start today if your not bus-"
"Sweet see you after school Red." he explained I rolled my eyes bending down slightly picking up my stuff when I felt a smack on my ass, I jolted up to see Harry walking away, he turned almost as if he felt my glare and winked, I pulled the finger at him, he smirked turning around, doing the same to me but behind his back, asshole.
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"Ready to go?" I hear someone ask as I put my things in my locker, I look over and see my ex-boyfriend Ricky, I frown and narrow my eyes at him, he's wearing a dark grey hoodie, a gold watch, black vans and ripped black jeans, I put the last thing in my locker and turn to face him.
"What the hell are you talking about? Ricky we broke a month ago, remember? Or have you been smoking way to much shit lately?" I begin to walk away but he grabs my wrist and pushes me against the locker, hard. I look around to see everybody gone, fear runs through my veins and small flashbacks come back.
"Baby! Please! I can explain! She didn't mean anything!"
"Please baby! I have nothing without you!"
"You fucking bitch will you listen to me?!"
"I'm only a man, I need to fulfill my needs, if I can't do that with you, then I thought I wouldn't force you, and get someone else to."
"It's not my fault!"
"Hey! Red! Where are you?" I hear a familiar voice ask, I'm about to scream out when Ricky puts his hand over my mouth, explaining that if I bite him or make a noise he'll beat the shit out of whoever's coming, I stay quiet, Harry's one lucky fucker.
"Blue? What the fuck this isn't funny anymore, I'm giving up time for thi-" Harry turns the corner and sees me with Ricky, Ricky smirks and begins to kiss me to make it look normal, I feel a single tear go down my cheek, cringing at Ricky's scent, which consists of shitty smelling weed, and cheap cologne, I hear a groan and Ricky pulls away, only to lift me by my thighs and grind into me, causing me to yelp, and push him, but he continues.
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holy fRick
sorry if that's triggering
fun fact; rickys name was gonna be richard but I'm reading another book where the ex boyfriends name is also richard so ye.
-beck.
