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Liam's POV
I stared into her bright green eyes with my heart pounding inside my chest. I don't know where this sudden boost of courage came from, but I was able to get the words out without choking. I was praying that she would say yes. With her look of confusion it didn't seem to promising.
She bit her lip and looked around, "I can't go out with you!" My heart stopped and I felt embarrassed.
"Why not?" I asked trying not to sound too hurt.
"You just broke up with Emma! Duh! It's like against the girl code or something like that!" She yelled seeming annoyed that I didn't know this. I, however, gained hope again because if her only reason is hurting Emma then I've still got a chance. At least she didn't say she only wants to be friends.
"She doesn't have to know," I told her, she rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Fine," I chuckled at her cute annoyed face. "What can I do to make you say yes?" I begged.
"I don't know," she shifted on her feet looking uncomfortable. The bell rang loudly, making us both jump. She started to try and run off, but I held onto her hand tighter.
"Tell me," I searched her eyes and tried to read her face. All I could see is that she was blushing and looking around hoping no one will see us.
"Well for starters this wasn't a very romantic way to ask a girl out," she gave a nervous laugh.
My eyebrows furrowed together, "I thought this was very romantic." What more could I do?
She ignored me and went on, "Also I don't feel very special. It's almost like I am your rebound. " I shook my head about to protest, but she went on. "And lastly I don't believe in love." After she said that she pulled her hand away a disappeared into the crowd of people.
I stood there for a few minutes, stunned by her response. She's got to be kidding? How could any breathing teenage girl not believe in love?
The tardy bell rang and awakened me from my stupor. I scurried off to my weight lifting class and changed into my P.E. clothes. I hate this class. It's odd though because I love sports and all that, but there is something about this class that makes me dread coming. Maybe it's because I have this class with Bracken and I am kinda pissed with him right now.
I sat on the bench lift and started lifting as much weight as I could. I saw Bracken walk over to me from the corner of my eye. Ugh lucky me.
I ignored him and started lifting more.
"Hey dude," Bracken came and sat next to me.
I rolled my eyes, "What?" I probably said it a little too harsh, but I was to angry with him to care. Him and Dave were jerks to Mia and Emma the other day. Maybe that's why Mia rejected me.
"Nothin' just saying hi," he shrugged and started lifting. I sighed and got up, about to go over to the tread mill. "So I was thinking about asking Emma out." Bracken blurted. "I am just making sure you're cool with it. Oh and I was wondering, is she even worth all the stupid drama?" I balled my hands up in fits and he continued on. "I guess that doesn't really matter, I'll probably dump her after-"
"Shut up!" I could feel my temper rising and I was going to punch him in the mouth. He is just trying to get under your skin. And he was succeding. I got up in his face and whispered in a firm voice, "Shut up now, unless you want to lose a few teeth."
He smirked and put his hands up innocently. "Fine, I guess I'll ask Mia. She's a little too goody goody for me, but I don't really care to much about her personality. And she will come around eventually. Man I bet she is a good kisser, with those big full lips." Before he even finished I brought my fist to his face with more force then I thought I could. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, I think I knocked him out.
My fist was throbbing and my heart started pounding faster and faster as I realized what I had just done. "Liam! Principal's office! Now." Coach's face was red and his finger was pointing at the door. I nodded and slowly walked off.

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