The Bad Boy and the British Girl

The Girl Who Breaks Up A Fight

Zach Graye's POV:

Confused, I walk down the hall once George and Max had been escorted to the main office. I shuddered when I head that crack of George's shoulder and cringed as I heard it pop back into place.

"Zach! Wait up!" I hear Joe's voice in the distance. "Dude wait up! What happened!" I'm contemplating how I handled the situation, I could have done so much more. George hit Liz and I wanted to kill him, but as did she. I could have helped more though.

"Hey, so George found out that Max had been with Charlie." I say as Joe walks in stride with me.

"No way? I thought he would have been deterred since last time." Joe responds in awe.

"What actually happened last time?" I ask curiously, walking to calculus.

"Well, Max decided he'd be honest with George and say how he had feelings for Charlie. Which was not appreciated by George, as Max accidentally slipped that they'd met up a couple of times as well. George took this as they'd been going behind his back and beat up Max to a whole new degree. Less than what he did today though. But what always confuses me is that you and I both know that Max could knock George out with one punch, but he always, always just takes every single punch." Joe shakes his head.

"He doesn't want to beat up Charlie's brother, he wouldn't and couldn't do that to her." I mumble.

"He looked pretty rough after that one. What happened? I just saw The after math." He says as we slide into our chairs in the back row.

"George asked him if he had anything to do with the marks on Charlie's neck. He admitted to it, George tried to throw a punch, Max blocked it and hit him straight in the jaw. Clearly overtaken by anger, but he snapped out of it all of a sudden and then George just took over punching his face over and over and over. Then Liz ran up to him and tried to shake him off, I mean commending her bravery as no one would go near them. He batted her away and she then just dislocated his shoulder and the popped it back into place. Whole situation diffused." I sigh, wishing I'd helped her. Despite the fact I've never seen her at such ease as when she was twisting his arm, it scared me if I'm being honest.

"Yeah, Liz broke up the last one, that's probably why she wasn't too afraid this time." He muses.

"How?" I ask curiously.

"She stood in front of Max, George threw a punch and she caught it, twisted his arm and he calmed down instantly. She's brutal when she needs to be, I mean none I couldn't stop them. I tried holding George back but he broke my nose." He laughs, but it was fake.

"He has a temper." I suggest.

"Don't we all? I mean Max does keep getting it on with his sister, I can't imagine what you will do to Sophie's first boyfriend." He retorts.

"You make a fair point. But poor Charlie." I say sympathetically.

"Yeah, definitely." He says back as we open our bags and reach for our books.

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Elizabeth Baker's POV: The next day.

I'm at home, one day off school. They act like it's punishment, but really I'd much rather be as far away from Zach as possible. Now all I have to do is wait until the end of Thursday and I have a week off school for the Halloween holidays.

"So how many fights has this been Elizabeth?" My mother says to me as I sit in the living room.

"Two physical, one verbal. Two were defence one was emotion aimed at Zach." I admit, she's pacing the floor looking concerned.

"Promise me you defended yourself? You never threw the first punch?" She asks, worry pasted on her face.

"I swear it Mum, I don't throw the first punch. Not anymore." I say to her, she smiled sweetly and sat down next to me.

"I love you, so much. I just worry about why people keep attacking you is all okay?" Her eyes seem glossy. She kisses my cheek as she stands up and walks into the kitchen.

"I would like to know as well." I admit, standing up as well. I call to her telling her I'll be in my room and I slowly start to wander up the stairs.

As I lie on my bed I stare at the ceiling aimlessly, just confused about everything. Upset and angry at Zach, but also confused as to why he did it.

I sigh as I pick up my laptop and scroll through Facebook. Nothing until I see a picture of Zach and Isla Foreman...

She's kissing his cheek with the caption 'Aren't you just a cutie pie? 😍'

I click on the comments abruptly, scrolling through them. Nothing from Zach, just other girls saying how adorable the photo is.

I mean I can't be too sour about it, surely? It's not like he was my boyfriend. He was my friend...it's just he moved on that quickly? Four days...that's all it took to forget about me and go for another popular girl.

Maybe I made a mistake...maybe I shouldn't have gotten angry at him for this, then maybe he wouldn't be gone in the click of a finger...