Love or Faking It (SpideyNova) ~BEING REWRITTEN~

Chapter 12 - Hey, Sam!

Hey dudes! 

My gay ass is starting to get behind on updates already when I promised to update twice every day! 

Shame on me! 

Sorry guys! I will stay up late tonight to finish cuz ya deserve it! :D 

Anyways, happy reading!

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I woke up to my alarm and basically shot out of my bed, hurrying to get ready for school. I was excited yet terrified. I hoped I would see Sam today and maybe we could make up. 

That would be great because I love him so much. It's hard to go by each day without him, to be honest. 

Harry picked me up and he hugged me tightly as soon as he saw me. I smiled and hugged him back. 

"Hey, you ready?" He asked gently. I nodded. 

"Yeah. At least I think so." I said, anxiety starting to take hold of me. I ignored it the best that I could, not sure if I could make it though the day. 

When we got to the school, I still freaked out. Harry had to calm me down before we could go inside and when we did, I immediately saw Sam. I gasped, seeing him talking with MJ. 

"Hey, Sam!" I yelled, waving at him. Sam just glared at me, turning and walking away. I immediately stopped and stood stiff. Harry squeezed my arm gently and I gave him a weak smile. 

Why was Sam still mad at me? 

"You okay, Pete?" he asked. I shrugged. 

"Honestly, I don't know, Harry. I really don't know." I whispered. Harry hugged me tightly and I started crying into his chest. "Oh. I got your shirt wet. I'm sorry..." Harry laughed. 

"It's fine, Peter. Let's just get you taken care of, okay?" He knew just how to make me feel better. 

"Thanks, Harry." I said. Harry led me down the hall to our class, holding me closer than normal every now and then. I wondered why until I noticed some boys who were following us every so often, looking me up and down. I felt very uncomfortable with them watching me. 

One of them seemed to know that I noticed since he pointed it out to the others and winked at me, licking his lips. I think I'm going to throw up...

I noticed that one or all of them were in my classes until lunch. I didn't try to talk to Sam out of fear of upsetting him but also because I could feel those boys staring at me all the time. It was very unnerving. 

When the lunch bell rang, I shot out of my seat and hurried to get to the lunch table. On my way there, someone grabbed me and pulled me into the janitor's closet. I turned to see the three boys who had been following me and Harry this morning.