Better Than Words

Chapter 6

~Julianna's POV~

I walked down the school hallway, my eyes scanning every inch for the green eyed boy. I finally came across him and his little posse, when Derek's icey blue eyes landed on me.

"Well, well, well. Look who it is." He smirked, causing all the other boys to snap their head in my direction. Harry's stare landed on me and fear flashed behind his eyes causing me to give a puzzled look. "Are you lost?" Derek asked in a mocking tone.

"N-No. I was just giving him his jacket back..." I muttered as I tossed the dark coat Harry had let me borrow friday night into his arms. They all smirked at Harry, except Derek, who shot a death glare his way.

"You let a bitch borrow your jacket?" A guy, who I think was named Travis, asked Harry in amusement. I was taken aback by how crude he was being but Harry just shook his head. "Guess theres a first time for everything." Travis laughed as he high fived Bruce, another runt in the group.

"Nah mate, I just left it in my class last period and she grabbed it for me." He bitterly talked as he stared deep into my eyes. "I'd never give her my jacket."

Wow. That one stung.

I looked away before the tears could come and choked them back. I then snapped my head back in his direction and gave a bitchy smirk.

"Like I would take your jacket if you had the balls to even offer it." I bit back coldly. His eyes widened and so did the others. I knew they had expected me to back down, but they clearly didnt know me. "See ya around Styles."

I turned on my heel and walked away, feeling their stares burn in the back of me.

***

The day passed quickly and I was out of the school gates before most people. I did my best to avoid my group of friends, and Harry's group as well.

After what Harry said to me, I was instantly brought back to the reality that Harry wasnt himself. I was stupid for thinking he actually had a kind heart. The whole bakery thing was a joke, and I'm sure he was just trying to use me. I wasn't different than any other girl at this school, so why was I so positive that he was the sweet boy he pretended to be on Friday?

I picked up my pace as I saw the dark grey clouds gathering in the sky. After about five minutes of walking, I was only a couple blocks from home. I became confused as I heard heavy thumps behind me. I swiftly turned my head to see the one I was avoiding jogging my way.

I rolled my eyes and turned around, walking faster than I did before.

"Julianna!"

Ignore him, ignore him, ignore him.

I had to repeatedly remind myself to not turn around and acknowledge his exsistence.

"Julianna!"

No.

"Julianna!"

No...

A strong hand wrapped around my arm and spun me around gently. I yanked myself out of his grip and he looked suprised.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

Was he kidding? I looked at him dumbfounded.

"A-Are you kidding me right now?" I asked him confused but harshly.

He just shot a puzzled look back.

"Do you seriously think it's okay to just go off on me infront of all your friends at school and then run up to me after the bell rings like nothing even happened?" I had to fight myself to raise my voice.