The class continued and I couldnt stop staring at the boy next to me, he really looked like him. My breath was going irregularly, I was feeling so anxious. Maybe it was only my imagination but my heart was already in my throat. Finally I heard the bell rang, saving me.
I ran to the exit door and then ran to the girl's restroom. I washed my face quickly and felt like throwing up, I looked up to the mirror and I started to calm myself down, my breathe was now normally. When I was finally done with this horrible experience, I left the restroom but I bumped into someone.
"Oh Samantha! What a coincidence." Nathan looked at me and smiled, I started to feel dizzy again. "I know you sit next to him in class but he's Harry." He pushed the guy in front of me, this green eyed boy was now looking at me.
"Hi." He smiled and dimples appeared now in his face.
"Yeh I- I got to run." This boy locked eyes with me but I turned away quickly, It didnt felt right. "Bye."
I started walking down to the the computer salon, still the picture of this guy in my mind, I didnt even know if he really looked like Charlie or this was just a reaction of his suicide. Im confused, my mind is now mixing his face with Charlie's, I felt like throwing up, again. I arrived to the classroom and my mind stopped thinking about Chalrie, it was nice forgetting of what had happened back there just by entering to a new room. For what felt like seconds it was already lunchtime, so I headed to the tables where Perrie said we'd meet and spotted her lavender hair minutes after.
"How's it going friend?" Perrie turned to see me and smiled.
"Great! How about you?" I asked while I put some of my books back at my backpack, still a little bit dazed of what had happened earlier.
"Cool, Jack's in my graphic design class." She blushed; she did mention she felt something for him.
"Oh my God." I cooed. "Nathan's in my writing class and that other guy." I tried to clear my throat and looked away, trying hard not to think about him.
"What other guy?" She asked confused, and I looked at her again.
Great, why did i even mention him?
"There's something I need to tell you Perrie." I guess I needed to tell her, about what had happened to Charlie and about my nightmares but I couldnt. She wouldnt care so, why try?
"Hey girls!" Nathan arrived with his wolf pack and i sighed in relief.
"Hey Nate." I greeted him and took my phone out, not wanting to see any other of the boys.
"Got a little crush with Harry I've been told?" Jack added and then looked at me, I looked at him with a confused look and he chuckled.
"Shut up, Jack." I felt a husky voice behind me while i still stared at my phone, searching for nothing in specific. The voice sat in front of me, I looked up and it was him. He looked so charming with his glasses, it made his green eyes looked brighter, a bit nerdy but still loads of memories started running in my mind.
"So tell me...Samantha? Right?" He looked at me and grabbed his fork. "What are you studying?" He looked at me with a smirk, he kinda looked evil but so much like an angel too.
"Erm, Photography." I looked at him and then turned my face down again.
He started chuckling and it made me smile, for a weird reason. I enjoyed his laugh, but I still was confused, what was funny?
"No, really? Is that even a career?" his smile grew bigger and his hands ran to his long hair, fixing it.
"Harry." Jack stared at him with deadly eyes, 'shut up' he mouthed and I felt a knot in my throat.
"Come on, you dont need to study for photography." He laughed and everyone sat there in silence. "Its funny, guys."
I felt like crying, he was right. Just like everyone else used to say back at my hometown but how could he said that? He doesnt even know me.
"No I- " I tried to talk but I knew I was about to cry, I couldnt cry. I wont show my feelings nor would i look weak infront of this jerk. "He is right." I made a fake smile and left the table. "Excuse me."
I felt right now like gaving up, I really did. I guess everyone was right about life, life its only to please others and not you. I didn't know why what Harry had told me hurt me so much, maybe because he was just like... him. Although Charlie always enjoyed me taking pictures of every place we were, he was just like him. Arrogant. Charlie would always tell the truth, although it hurt; always.
I started to feel anxious, so I sat at the first spot I saw. I needed Charlie, I needed to be death so I could be with him.
"I like to come here when I'm sad too." I heard his familiar voice again.
I turned to see him and rolled my eyes, smiling. "Im not sad" I laughed.
"I'm faster than you." He smirked and sat next to me, I hated him already.
"Go away, please." I took a cigaratte out and lit it up.
"Look, I'm sorry of what I told you back the-" his breath brushed my face while he tried to explain, saddly I cut him off.
"Forgiven." I let the smoke out of my mouth next.
"Can't believe how people pay for their own dead." He chuckled, he seemed mad though.
I smiled at him ironically and I gave him my thumb up, not caring about his comment.
"The boys mentioned you were funny and nice." Harry looked at me with his stupid green eyes, he couldnt stop smiling. "Tell me something funny."
This boy was weird.
I chuckled smoke.
"I study photography." I stood up and showed him now my middle finger.
He giggled and I felt like killing him now, although he was sweet, really sweet. Just like Charlie. I felt his hand grabbing my arm.
"Hey, Im sorry." He gave me a 'come on' look and I took his hand away from my arm.
"Hey, fuck off." I smiled at him and he laughed louder.
"Are you trying to play hard to get? Because I could chase you all day." He took his glasses away and winked at me, although he was rude at first he actually acted like a high school student.
"I am not." I left and I felt him walking behind me, but I ignored him. While we were arriving to my next class I turned to see him still behind me, I couldnt help but chuckle. "Are you out of your mind?" I said lighting another cigarette up.
"I never give up on something I really want." he grabbed my waist and I tried to push away.
"Let me go." I started to hit his chest. "Stop being so immature." People was now watching our performing act and I started blushing.
"Says the girl who's hitting my chest." He smiled and raised an eyebrow. "See you tonight at Amy's, then?" he was still looking at me with his cheeky look.
"What the fuck? No." I laughed.
"Just say yes and stop acting like a bitch." Harry's voice sounded serious and mad but ended up with a cheeky smile, as usual.
I was now mad and angry. I moved my cigarette to his arm and burned it a bit, he moaned and pushed gently away.
"Ouch." he started rubbing his arm making me laugh.
"Jerk." I looked at him for the last time and turned away, walking to my next class.
