Chapter 19: The ugly dick left. Hooray!

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Noelle's P.O.V

We all watched as Delilah left. She looked extremely pissed. "Woah. Harry really is an ass." Claire said, earning a glare from Harry. "You don't know me, so shut the fuck up." Harry snapped. "I don't have to know you. All it takes is the way you act. And you're not making a very good first impression." Claire snapped back. Harry rolled his eyes at her. "I don't give a fuck about first impressions right now. If you haven't noticed, we're in an apocalypse right now. And you never know who you can trust in this world anymore. You don't know who to be careful around. You have to watch your back. You have to be ready for anything. You have to expect the unexpected." Harry growled at her. "Oh. You mean, people like you? You don't seem like somebody that I can trust. You seem like a complete ass. So, I'll make sure to be extra careful around you. I'll make sure to watch my back. I'll make sure to be ready for if you try to pull something. You know what? I'll just make sure to stay away from you." "Guys, I'm going to go check on Delilah." Carl interrupted them. We all waved goodbye and he left. "Can you let me go now, Daryl? I would like to go to my cell so that I can pack my shit and leave. I would rather be on my own than with you people. So, let me go. And I'll leave. Everybody probably wants me to anyway." Harry said. Daryl let him go, but watched him to make sure that he wouldn't attack any of us. He walked towards his cell, but stopped in front of me on his way. "It was nice knowing you, bitch. I hope to never see you again. Are you happy? I won't be in your life anymore. I'll be out of here. And once I'm gone, maybe Luke will let you get in his pants. And you two can have so much fun together. You two can be cute and happy. Or you could just be fuck buddies. It doesn't matter to me. I just want you to get your heart broken again. Either one could do it. You could be cute and happy, but then he leaves. Or one of you could die. I hope it's you. Have fun with your life, princess." Harry said to me, leaving me in tears. "Nobody could break my heart as much as you did, Harry. Nobody could be as much of an ass as you. Nobody could hurt me as much as you. And yes. I am happy that you won't be in my life anymore. I don't need you. I never did. I should've seen that. I shouldn't have let you have my heart. If I would've known that you would take my heart and break it, I wouldn't have let you have it. And I don't think Luke would be like you. He's not an ass. I've known him my whole entire life. He wouldn't do that. And that's nice, Harry. I hope you die on your way to wherever the hell you're going. And I will have fun with my life, asshole. I will, because you won't be in it. Now go and do us all a favor and get yourself killed." I tell him. And with that, he punched me in my face. "Don't you fucking touch her!" Luke yelled and ran over. He pushed Harry to the ground and checked to make sure if I'm okay. "Noelle? Are you okay?" Luke asked me. "I'm fine." I said, holding my face. "Are you sure? How many fingers am I holding up?" Luke asked, holding up 4 fingers. "You're holding up 4. Now stop asking if I'm okay." I said, rolling my eyes. He nodded and turned back to Harry. "You're such an asshole. If you ever fucking touch Noelle again, then I swear to god that I will kill you. Now pack your shit and leave. Nobody wants you here. And don't come back either." Luke told Harry. "Whatever." Harry replied, getting up and walking to his cell. He started to throw everything in a bag. After he was done, he walked out. "I would say that it was nice knowing you fuckers, but it really wasn't. Did I enjoy my time here? Fuck no. Do I hate you guys? You better fucking believe it. Am I going to come back? Maybe. But I really doubt it. Goodbye, motherfuckers. I'll see you in hell." He said, walking towards the door. He flipped me off before walking out the door. I returned it. Once he was gone, everyone cheered. "We should celebrate." Luke said. "We should. If Claire will let me, then we should cook her llama up and have a big feast. It should be in a few days. And then we'll celebrate Harry's disappearance." Daryl said. "You called it my llama." Claire gasped. "I did, didn't I? Oh well. I found a turtle over there on the ground a few minutes ago. His name is Anthony." Daryl said, holding up a turtle. "Can we cook him up too?" Claire asked with hunger in her eyes. "No. We can't. He's my best friend. We haven't known each other for long, but we like each other already." Daryl said. We all laughed. "We should go get something to eat and then get ready for bed." Luke said. We all nodded and headed towards the cafeteria to eat. After we ate, we all headed to our cells. I think that I'll be able to sleep better now that Harry is gone. I won't be as afraid

*The Next Morning*

I woke up and looked around. I wasn't in my cell. I was in Luke's. I was confused until I started to remember all of the events from yesterday. I groaned and rolled over onto my side to look at Luke's face. He lays there sleeping, blonde hair messy, light snores coming from his lips. I never realized how cute he was... Noelle, stop it. You just got broken up with. It's too soon. You're just going to get your heart broken again... As I was laying there thinking, Luke opened his eyes. He smiled at me and yawned. "Good morning." He said. "Morning..." I whispered. He stretched and got out of bed. "I'm going to be outside of the cell while you get dressed... You know. To give you your privacy." He said and walked out. I slowly got up and walked to my bag. I grabbed a plain black hoodie, light grey skinny jeans, and my black converse. I quickly threw them on. I left my hair the way that it was, not really caring what it looked like. I walked outside of the cell. "You can go in now..." I said quietly. He nodded and walked back in. A few minutes later, he came back out wearing a white t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. He motioned for me to follow him and then started walking towards the cafeteria. I followed quietly behind him. When we got there, Carl and Delilah were sitting there. "Hi." They smiled at us. Luke said hi back and I shyly waved. "Harry's gone. He packed his stuff and left. I told him to." Luke told them. They both started cheering. "Why is everybody being so loud?" Claire walked in, shouting over their loud obnoxious cheering. "Because Harry's gone. He left. The ugly dick left." Carl cheered. I smiled a tiny smile. "Can we celebrate and get drunk or something?" Delilah asked. "Daryl is going to make a feast and cook Claire's llama up. But getting drunk sounds fucking amazing right now." Luke replied. I rolled my eyes. Those two were always the trouble makers in the group. When you put them together, nothing but trouble happened. "I don't really know how I feel about this..." I shyly said. "Just don't think about it. You'll be fine. Come on, Noelle. He hurt you. Badly. And now he's gone. Let's have fun and celebrate." Delilah said to me. I looked at Carl, silently asking for him to say something. He got the hint. "Are you guys sure that this is a good idea...?" Carl asked them. "Hell yes!" Delilah and Luke replied simultaneously. "Come on. It'll be fun. We'll sneak out. All of us. And then we'll go to the nearest liquor store and get all of the alcohol that we can find." Luke said. "The last time that we snuck out, we lost two people to walkers. That would be your sister... And your sister's boyfriend." I said, tearing up from remembering the events that went on that day. "But we'll be careful... It'll be really quick. All we have to do is find a liquor store, grab the alcohol, and come back. So, are we doing this or not? Put your hand in if you're in." Luke said, holding his hand out facedown. Delilah and Claire put their hands on top of his. Carl was hesitant, but he soon did the same. Everybody looked at me. I looked down and thought about it for a second. I looked back up and slowly put my hand on top of theirs. "I'm in..." I said quietly. They all cheered. We all then snuck outside. Carl led us to the same hole that was in the fence last time. We all went through it one by one. After that, we quietly made our way to the nearest liquor store. Luke and Delilah went in first. Claire, Carl, and I all went in last. Luke and Delilah walked over to a shelf full of alcohol, smirking at each other. They each grabbed two boxes and told Claire and I to each grab one. We did as we were told and then followed them out of the liquor store. Carl walked behind us, watching for walkers. "Where are you guys going with all of that alcohol?" A voice asked behind us. We slowly turned around, recognizing it. It was Harry...

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