chapter 4

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Harrys P.O.V (Chapter Dedicated To My Friend, Tilly .x)

When Maths finished I found myself worried. Gracie obviously caught me staring and has become stubborn. I left the classroom last only to bump into Nicole.

“Hey.” She said.

“Hi.” I replied. I didn't necessarily want to talk to Nicole right now, but it looks like I have no choice.

“I heard your name was Harry?” She asked.

“Yes.” I replied.

“You’re cute.” She said. Up close she has a sickly sweet voice that has already become annoying.

“Thanks.” I heard the bell ring meaning that I had to get to class now.

“Look, I don’t know what you want but I need to go.” I said rather harshly.

“You’re not going anywhere.” She smirked.

“Watch me.” I replied angrily.

I strode past her but she grabbed my arm and dug her nails into my skin. I winced.

“Come here.” She said calmly.

I obeyed her and walked closer towards her. She pulled our faces together so we were nose to nose.

“Why would you go for a little girl like Gracie?” She asked her voice echoing in my head.

“Because she’s beautiful and has a great personality.” I kept my harsh tone. What she did next took me completely by surprise. She pulled our lips together so we were kissing. The bell rang meaning the end of the lesson. I tried to pull away but her grip was too strong. People were starting to file the hall and I prayed that Gracie wasn’t one of them. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a girl run off. I know this is going to be a long day.

Gracies P.O.V

 Am I seeing things because that can definitely not be Harry kissing Nicole? I rub my eyes a couple of times just to be sure, but it is certainly the two of them kissing. I ran off towards the English classroom, a.k.a my safe haven. I cried for what seemed like hours. I heard footsteps coming from outside the door. I turned my face so that you couldn't see my tears. I heard the creaking of the door opening and ran towards the back of the room. I was desperately hoping that it wasn't a teacher. 

"Hey." Harry said softly.

"Go." I answered harshly.

"No, I'm staying. I need to explain." He replied desperately.

"You have 2 minutes." I sighed.

"Well, in homeroom I was staring at Nicole but it was because she was pretty, but she is nothing compared to you. Your beautiful," He took a deep breath and continued, "The next part happened because I was on my way out of Maths when I bumped into Nicole. I tried to leave but she grabbed my arm and dug her nails into my skin. She kissed me. You've got to believe me." He answered.

"You can't prove it." I replied annoyed.

"You don't need proof, you need to trust me." He replied.

"I don't think this is going to work out." I sighed, combing my hands through my hair.

"Why not?" He answered desperately. 

"I just think that we should get to know each other as friends, you know?" I answered honestly.

He muttered something I couldn't quite catch.

"It's going to be impossible to just remain friends." He whispered.

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