Stuck in a room with Harry

Chapter 6

Hunters POV.

I stopped right in my tracks by the sound of my name coming out his mouth. Damn it I was so close!

Alola looked at me confused but I just shook my head and sighed. “Everything okay?”

I nodded and just told her to go. “I’ll see you in 2nd period.” I nodded and watched her walk away. I swear I did not want to be alone with this boy in the hallway with no one else around.
“Hunter…” I turned around and faced him. The only way for me not to look scared of him right now was to pretend I still hated him, which I still do in truth. I mean I could do this, right?
“What Harry?” The sound of my voice even made me shake for so much hate it held. “I just wanted to…” He paused at the last word. Like he couldn’t say it like his life depended on it. This only made me mad for real this time. How could you not possible say you’re sorry without it being a problem?

“Say what Harry?” Now I was starting to get impatient. I knew when Harry got nervous, I’ve basically studied this boy from head to toe. I made sure what his movements were when I got him in a silent mood with one of my comebacks so I know what he does when he is speechless. He pushed back the mop of curls on his head and sighing looking anywhere but my eyes.

“I’m sorry.” He barely even said it! It was a soft whisper but yet it made me infuriated. “Really Harry? You can’t even say it without sounding pathetic. I mean how hard can it be to tell someone sorry and not have it sound meaningless?”

I could see the anger in his flaring out as he just stared at the ground, clueless as to what to say. “HELLO I’m up here! Did you bruise the ground? No you bruised me so your eyes should be meeting mine!”

This time he looked up and I knew I had got him. His eyes were a bit slanted, his nostrils flaring at a steady pace, and he as biting down on his bottom lip.

“Look Hunter! I’m trying to apologize and all you can do I be a bitch about it? Will you let go of your pride for just a second and pay attention!? Jesus this is why I can’t stand you! You think you’re too good for someone’s apology and that’s why no one ever does it to because you won’t even consider forgiving the person!”

I just stared at him in shock. No matter how much I wanted to deny it, there were so parts in there that were the truth yet I couldn’t let him know that. I am not backing down to him, not ever.

“You know Harry? You can shut the hell up because you don’t even know how to apologize without sounding like a dick! No one fucking believes you because you never sound sincere about anything, especially when it comes to saying fucking sorry! So excuse me for having a hard time trusting your word or not when all you do is fucking lie about shit, okay? Doesn’t fucking mean a thing to me anyway” I whispered the last part to myself making sure he didn’t hear it.

“You know what Hunter? Forget it. I’m done trying to put my guard down and reach out to you. If this is how you’re going to treat my apology, I sure as hell won’t bother making an effort to any more. I’m fucking done.”

And with that he was gone. I watched him walk down the hallway and disappear around the corner, leaving me with only a few minutes to get to class. I sighed and removed the bits of hair out of my face.

I guess he was right, maybe I was a stuck up bitch but I have my reasons, no one knows.

Harrys POV.

I really don’t even know why I tried with her. It’s like all she can see is the bad in me. I really did mean I was sorry but she didn’t feel that way. Doesn’t matter anymore to me, I’m done TRYING to be nice to her.

I walked in 2nd period as soon as the bell rung. “Just in time Harold” I rolled my eyes and groaned as I made my way to my seat which was next to Crimson.

“What up Harold?” I just glared at her and sighed which earned a laugh from her. I hate it when people call me that.

Me and Crimson was nothing like me and Hunter. If I wasn’t hanging out with the boys or Kylie, I was with Crimson. She’s like a little sister to me. We always have fun together and crack jokes on people. I don’t see how she and Hunter are best friends but doesn’t concern me. Just like Alola, she had her nickname for me.

“Awhh, poor hazzawazza doesn’t like being called Harold?” I hated that baby voice she makes when she does that. I looked over at her and glared again. “I hate you Crims” That’s when I immediately regretted saying that.

Anytime I say that I hate Crims, she does that pouty face that she knows I can’t resist. She does it all the time when she wants something. I could see her starting to make the face. I closed my eyes and held up my hand.

“Don’t you dare make that face at me Crims…” I squinted my eyes to still see her looking at me with that face. “Nope not working this time.” I continued to look the other way until she broke.

“Ugh fine you win.” I looked back at her and honestly I was so happy because I ALWAYS gave in to the pouty face. “Ha, in yo face!” She chuckled and shook her head. “First time for everything Harry” I stuck my tongue out at her.

We sat in class bored as hell as the teacher kept talking and talking about nothing important relating to the summer. I was seriously about to fall asleep. I as I was about to drift off into another afternoon nap, I felt someone sit down next to me. I groaned and looked up seeing it was Zayn.

“Someone’s grumpy” A hint of sarcasm in his voice. I smiled weakly and sat up again. “Sorry just tired. What’s up?” He shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. “Nothing really, just didn’t want to sit by the usual groupies so I came to sit with you guys”, gesturing to me and Crimson.

“Hey Crimsy!” I looked over to see Crimson a little uneasy but hiding it well. “Hey Zaynie” I looked back at Zayn then at Crimson again, a smile making a way to my face.

Zayn looked at me confused, not knowing what I was talking about. “What?” I shook my head, hiding the laugh that was dying to come out. “Nothing” I continued to look to the front, avoiding Crimson’s glare that she was giving me.

Now, Crimson has the biggest crush on Zayn and has for a while now. The only people that know about it is me, the boys, and of course Hunter. We always would drop hints but of course Zayn being the one always clueless, he never catches them but Crimson does.

We all sat there, waiting for this class to end so we could leave. We 3 decided to skip today because there’s no point in staying so why the hell not? I was pulled from my thoughts by the bell ringing.

We all jumped up, putting the little things we had out in our backpacks and leaving out.
“So where we gonna go?” Me and Zayn shrugged in defeat realizing that we didn’t really know where to go. “How about the mall?” Zayn finally made a suggestion. “Ooooh yes I need to go to Victoria’s Secret anyway! I’ll be back” She squealed and went to her locker which was a little way down the hallway.

Me and Zayn looked at each other amused by her outburst. “She is something special” He nodded his head in agreement. “Yea she sure is”, never taking his eyes of her as she started closing her locker.

They really would make the perfect couple.