Ditching The Playboy /// H.S Fanfiction Sequel

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(He-said)

Realizing what had just happened, I felt as if everything had just fell apart. The person that was there almost all my life, and gave me unconditional love, now hates me.

Watching her pull apart from me, and run out this room crying almost broke me. I hated seeing her hurt, but I couldn't say much as it was my fault she was hurt. She was right to say those things, she was right to be in pain, and take it all out on me, but what she was wrong was nothing didn't change. My feelings towards her changed, and I need her to know that.

My body starts moving on its own as I gets up from the flood, my legs moving in a fast pace as I run towards the slammed door. I pull it open, and look out the door. I look to my left to see no one, and to my right there she is. Crying, tears pouring down her face. She looks so beautiful even if she is a mess. The things is, Zayns got to her first. He's told her his feelings first, he's got her in a hug first, holding her body so close to his. My stomach churning at the sight of it. I put my head down in shame, embarrassment, and anger. If only I had just realized all of this sooner. Maybe then I would have stand a chance with her, but I'm to late.

I walked down the hall in the opposite direction, the only thing on my mind is getting out of this school. As I made my way out I leaned against its walls. I let my finger trace the fine paint on the brick wall. Knowing that all this time I've been in love with her when I've wat he'd her every move I realize she wasn't the stalker, I was. I'd even know her daily schedule or what color hat she was going to wear. I didn't realize how much attention I paid towards her until now.

In the walls of these schools I became a playboy. My fingers still trailing the lines of the painted bricks. I was shy, and embarrassed, scared that I wouldn't fit in, because I'm not from around here. Then the first day went, and girls were squealing, guys were inviting me to parties. I joined the soccer team and gained more popularity, and all at once I was the most popular guy at school. All from elementary to high school.

That's why when Serena came into the picture I thought she was just some other girl trying to get me laid or go out with her. That wasn't it at all. She wanted me to realize that she loved me. Maybe she wants to go out, but that wasn't what she was aiming for at the beginning. She wanted to get to know me. She wanted for me to actually care for her, unlike all these other fake girls in the schools.

I walked away from the building the air hitting me, even through my two sweaters I could feel the cold breeze which made the hair on my arms stick up. Even outside those walls she tried. She gave me everything she had, but me being me I couldn't see that. Now I lost her. I can't stop feeling as if it's the worst thing in the world. My first love now hates me.

What could be worst?

The guy your living with to snatch her right from beneath you, I thought, and it was true. Seeing him right there with her in his arms. I realized the anger I had towards him was jealousy. I just don't do jealousy.

Thinking back to her smile, the way she moves, that amazing laugh of hers, I couldn't see why anyone would want to run away from her the way I have.

The new question is; how am I going to get her back?

I didn't realize how long I was walking until the street lights went on, indicating its at least six'o clock. I walked up to my doorsteps and turned around. Looking at that house now, back to that window she was at that I first saw her. I didn't always hate her, I thought she was really cute, beautiful even. Thinking back at it I don't get why I hated her in the first place.

I turned back around opening the door, getting into the house.

"Oh sweety! I was so worried, where were you?"

"Taking a walk mom." I said as I walked right past her. My dad was sitting on the couch watching TV, until he heard my voice. His eyes snapping towards me. I still haven't forgiven him, so when his eyes met mine I gave him a glare, and walked upstairs. Usually we would watch basketball tonight, but I can't believe he would say that about Jason. I just can't.

I took a shower, ate, played video games, and when I realized there was nothing else I can really do I got out my bag, and started doing homework. My pencil broke when I was halfway through so I started looking through the drawers for a sharpener. Why don't I have a sharpener? Then when I opened one desk there it laid, with its bright green, and shimmering gold. Serena's notebook.

I have an idea.

HEY TROLLS!

As I promised an update, but I'm getting more reads then I expected, so can I get a comment please? No? Maybe? Lol.

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