The Host Guy

13th Chapter

Harry's POV

"Ouch, ahh," I complained as soon as the nurse put alcohol on my wounds so they could heal.

"Don't complain! If you didn't put yourself in a fight, none of this would happen," the nurse grumbled. I knew she was right but I did what I could to stop it. I asked him if we could just talk but he insisted in continuing the fight. So, it's not technically all my fault.

"Yeah, nurse Catherine is right!" Emily said while she approached us. "It was really childish of you, Harry."

I'm not going to lie, but 50% of me it's happy about the fight because, well, Jeff it's way more hurted than me. He had a bleeding nose as well and the scars but he had 'broken his arm', when we were fighting his arm slammed with too much force into the wall that was behind us, ah lucky me. The other 50% it's regreted because I ended up being beaten up for the thousandth time in my life.

"Yeah, yeah...Whatever," I rolled my eyes, sick of hearing what they were babling about. Emily huffed and turned around, heading herself to Jeff. She really doesn't know what he's been telling people. Poor Em. I couldn't help but try to understand what they were talking about.

"I'm sorry for that," she half-smirked and put her hand in his broken arm, that didn't had pluster yet. "Oh, Sorry!" she said when he screamed in pain by her touch.

"Don't worry! Everything it's okay...Catherine, when is the ambulance coming?" Jeff asked.

"Probably in five minutes dear, wait," she said looking at him and then turning around to me again. "Voilá! You can go home now."

"Home?" I said trying to be the most serious I could.

"Yes, home! You're expelled for the rest of the day and don't worry because you'll have a lot to do," the nurse said and I furrowed my eyebrows. A lot to do? What could that possibly be?

"What?" I questioned confused. I'd rather stay at school than going home, seriously.

"Wait, you thought you could just go home and be there doing nothing?" she laughed when she saw me nodding. "Well, poor you...Go to the teachers room because they have there all your homeworks and extra-homeworks for you to do the rest of your day," she pointed to the door and Jeff started laughing, his laugh was so annoying. Why so many girls fall in love with him? Really, what's his secret? Because he's the most annoying human being I've ever met.

"You," the nurse said looking to jeff whilst she took off her glasses, cleaned them and put them back. "You better not laugh again because you'll do the same."

"But I have a broken arm," he muttered. He's so ludricrous.

"Yeah, but you broke your left arm not the right arm and like I know you're right handed," she paused and gave him a fake smile. "You'll have the same homeworks as he has, so , don't worry because someone will give them to you, as soon as you get out of the hospital."

"Yes," I said mostly to myself.

I opened the door and went to the teacher's room.

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Nine pages of homework, not all from different subjects because three of them were Math's. Poor me. I got out of school and headed myself to the car, where I found Niall, the irish boy that I met a while ago.

"Hey, mate! I was waiting for you here," he said whilst he looked at my car and said. "You have a good car here."

"Hello, I was on the nurse and then I had to go to the teachers room to pick this up," I said showing him my tons of homework. "Oh, and thank's."

"Yeah, are you better? I waited for you here because I didn't had your number to text you."

"Yeah, I'm fine and don't worry about that," I said. I took out my phone from my bag, and handed it to him. "Put your number, here."

"Done. Now give me yours," he gave me his phone, and while I wrote my number on it, Niall dug into his pockets and flepped open a pack of smokes.

"I didn't know you smoked," I said. I never pictured him smoking.

"Yeah dude, you wanna try?" he said while he put the cigarette between his teeth and handed me the pack of smokes. Without saying a word, I accepted. I took some drags, threw the butt in the dewy grass, and then I opened my car door.

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As soon as I ended my huge pile of homeworks, I heard someone opening the home door. It was probably Em coming from school.

Someone knocked in my bedroom door.

"Yeah, come in," I said.

Oops. It was Rose, Mrs.Jackson.

"So, Harry...The school principal  called," she said while she took a sit right next to me.

"Before you judge me, I tried to end up with the fight.," I assured her.

"I want to know what happened and why it happened...So you better explain yourself," she said looking serious.

"So, this guy named Jeff,"  I paused. "He was telling lies about Emily and -"

"What kind of lies!?" she cutted me off.

"So, a guy named Jeff, like I already said, has been telling lies about things that they both didn't do. He said to lots of people that Em and him had sex," I paused in embarrassment. "And he said that she'd like to have sex with every dude from our s-school,"I stuttered when I saw Emily standing in front of the door, crying.

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