Sk8er Boi

Avoiding People Never Works

Author's Note: :P I try to update fast, I really do but I don't like writer's block and staring at a flashing cursor for hours on end to try and figure out what to write. Soo sorry about that. Umm anyway, ready to read about what's going on?! Who is Harley going to run into in this chapter? I bet it's not hard to guess, I'm very predictable lol

Important Author's Note at the end. Please read, thank you. (:

~Harley~

Lemme just start out with, avoiding people never works. If you wouldn't mind seeing them, you never do, but as soon as you try to purposely not see them, they're everywhere. It'd been a normal day and I was just sitting at home laying on my side because my stomach hadn't been feeling right for the past couple days. Gee, I wonder why. (Sarcasm back there, in case you couldn't tell.) I brushed my wavy brown hair out of my eyes and put it in a loose messy bun. I stood up in my loose sweat pants and way too big for me t-shirt and walked down the hall into the bathroom. I stared at my face in the mirror. I couldn't see clearly because I didn't have my contacts in or my glasses on. But from what I could tell, my there were bags under my eyes from the many nights that I had stayed up late eating things because I was so hungry all the time. My hair was all greasy and I thought that if I picked a strand up and let it hang in midair that it would stay sticking straight up. I decided that my appearance needed to be fixed ASAP and I sauntered back to my room to find some suitable clothes. I picked out a pink tank top with a white cardigan over top. I rummaged through my drawer until I found some navy blue skinny jeans and my pair of white Uggs that I had received from my aunt  last Christmas. I walked back to the bathroom and got a long, hot, much needed shower. I let the water wash over me and soothe my muscles. I felt very refreshed once I got out and I made sure that my make-up was done to perfection, a foundation that evened out my skin tone, some natural colored eye shadow and blush. I applied some lip gloss and dried my hair. Then I put it up in a ponytail. I appraised my reflection before I went back downstairs, I looked fine, except for the fact that my stomach was starting to actually look like I was pregnant. I heard the doorbell ring and I skipped, carefully, to get it. When I opened it, my jaw dropped to the ground. Standing in front of me was a black haired, blue eyed boy that I knew very well. Ryan. Every part of my body relaxed and I wanted to hug him but I knew it was my fault that we broke up and I couldn't make this harder and lead him on. He looked me up and down, his eyes pausing at my stomach. "What's going on?" he whispered.

"Err... Nothing?" I tried unsuccessfully.

"Are you... Are you--" he started to ask but never finished. I shifted my eyes down to my feet, trying to look anywhere but at his face so I wouldn't see the hurt, pain, and betrayal that was surely there. "You know what I'm trying to ask." he said and I looked at his gorgeous blue eyes, sparkling and I could see everything I thought would be there. Plus a coldness and regret that I never thought I would see in his eyes. I nodded, trying to not regret telling the truth.

"Who did it?" he asked cynically.

"That's really none of your business anymore, Ryan." I snap a little.

"Just tell me." I shake my head. He lifts my face to look at him and he searches through my eyes. "Kevin," he mutters and shock flickers across my face.

"How did you--?" I trail off.

"You're not very hard to read." he says with a slight smile on his face but it quickly disappears. "Why did you do that with him?" he asks quietly. I bite my lip, probably ruining my lip gloss in the process.

"I don't know..." I answered honestly again. He ran a hand through his hair.

"I could've given you that, Har." he says and I roll my eyes.