Prologue

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"Tori, will you just please hear me out!" I hear him scream from behind me, as I try to push pass the crowd. It's funny how things seem to go; you can't get a crowd to form for volunteer work, but let your life get destroyed and one magically forms. 

"My name is Victoria!" I seethe, turning around to glare at the boy I thought I loved. 

"You mean love." my subconscious voice sing songs at me. 

"Please, I can explain." Of course you can, there's always an explanation when it comes to you, Harry. 

"Explain what? How you used me for a fucking bet! Games over Harry, and so are we!" I scream, my face inches from his. 

"I didn't know I would end up falling in love with you." Harry says lowly, his eyes piercing into mine.  He must be delusional if he thinks I'm falling for that trick again. 

"I don't know how much money you had on th-" I begin to say, only to get cut off by  Georgia. 

"He owes two hundred dollars to Louis. Not including the money he tried to keep us quiet with." 

"Fuck off, Georgia!" Harry yells, throwing his arms in the air. I can feel the tears pooling in my eyes, my face has to be red because my cheeks feel like fire. Please don't cry, not now. I can't give him the satisfaction of seeing me like that.  

"Tori, I love you. You have to believe me." he says lightly, his hand cupping my burning cheek. His thumb moves slowly across my cheek, wiping away my falling tears. In a split second, I hurriedly pull away from him. 

"Stay away from me, I mean it." I seethe, before running away from him and the crowd. I make it to the girls bathroom without being followed, I lock the door behind me and slide down to the floor. 

Once that first tear broke free, the rest followed in an unbroken stream. I bring my knees to my chest, and begin to cry with the force of a person vomiting on all fours. 

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