Harry's POV
I sat there and looked at her, just looked into her eyes like a love sick puppy. She was beautiful. But I can tell she is hiding something. And as much as I don't want to hurt her, I have to know what it is about her.
"I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, okay?" The moment I said it, her eyes lit up.
"Will you come over my house after school?" What? Her house? Damn, this girl is impatient.
"Umm... I'm not so sure about that..." I struggled to find the right words to say without making her cry anymore.
"Please? You said you would make it up to me. Just this once, I promise."
"No." I said, a little more harshly than I had intended.
"Harry, come on! You fucking owe me!" I stifled a laugh at the words that had just escaped her mouth.
"It's not funny! Stop!" she pushed.
"It's not that, just don't swear again, okay? It sounds so wrong coming from you." she raised an eyebrow at me.
"I can fucking swear if I fucking want to." she says, obviously overusing the word "fucking."
"That's cute, but you just can't pull it off." I laughed.
There was an awkward moment of silence until she finally opened her mouth again.
"So will you?" she begged.
"You know you talk way too much, right?" I smiled.
"You didn't answer my question."
"Congratulations! I didn't. You know what you get? A golden star sticker!" I smirked.
"Harry..." she said, annoyed now.
"No. Sierra listen-"
"No, Harry. You listen to me. I don't know who you think you are to ignore and dodge my questions and throw my kind gestures out the window, but I am not going to be Ms. Nice girl for you unless you can show some respect for the fact that I have nobody," she was on the verge of tears. "I have nobody and I go out of my way to do things for people and I'm sick of that going to waste. So stop being a dick and just accept that someone cares about you Harry." I couldn't say anything. I don’t need anyone to care about me.
"Look who thinks she can run the school just because she is the new girl and gets everything she begs her daddy for." Her eyes widened and she exhaled as if the words literally knocked the air from her lungs.
"Shut up! You fucking..." tears started falling from the corners of her eyes, down her cheeks. This is why you don't let people like me talk to people like her.
"Sierra, I'm-" I tried to apologize
"No! You aren't sorry! You just say it like it's nothing, but it's not an excuse for fucking up, Harry! Sorry isn't an excuse!" She snaps.
Do I really have to do this?
"Well then I will show you that I am sorry at your house after school." I said as I opened the closet door and began to walk away.
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In The Past
Fiksi PenggemarSierra was a 16 year old girl with a normal, boring life. She had everything planned. Everything was crystal clear for her until she ran into him. He changed her. She saw the light in him beneath the darkness of his appearance. He changed her perspe...
