Backstabbed (H.S)

Chapter 39

I march up to Rick and put my finger against his chest, "What are you talking about?"

Rick smirks, lowering my finger with the palm of his hand.

"Oh, I saw her walking alone on my way home and had a chat with her."

I feel the anger rising up and I lurch at him. I raise my arm behind my head, forming my hand into a fist. Someone's hand, Harry's, gets ahold of it.

He then wraps one arm around my waist from behind and pulls me to him.

"What did you do to her!?" I scream, trying to get out of Harry's grip on me.

Harry is to strong, but Miny is my best friend next to Isa and it's my fault she probably got hurt.

Rick just stands there with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face which makes my anger rise even more.

"Harry let me go!" I yell, still trying to get to Rick.

Harry's grip gets stronger and I sigh. I put my hands by my side and settle down.

Harry still has his arms around my waist and my back is to his front. For a split second, I thought the position we were in was cute, but then I remembered he was just holding me back.

I set my hands on his that are on my stomach and I smile. His touch makes me feel butterflies and also, the way he has his arms around me and his face is by mine, I feel protected.

I look up at Rick, "What did you to Miny?"

I sound calmer and I'm not trying to attack Rick this time.

Rick sets his hands in his pockets and shuffles around a bit.

"I think you should go find out by yourself." He winks which made me throw up a little in my mouth.

"Nice to see you Isa!" He yells towards Isa a few steps behind us.

Isa walks over to Rick, standing right in front of him.

"Hello." She says sweetly.

What?

Suddenly, Isa brings her knee up to Rick's junk and he lets out a loud groan, sinking to his knees and clutching his balls.

"That's for calling my best friend a slut." She says.

Then she punches him in the face, "And that's for everything else."

I stare in awe at her as she walks back over to Harry and I. Harry and I don't say anything, but then I start clapping.

"Oh my god I can't believe you just did that!" I laugh.

I jump to hug Isa but I forgot that strong arms are still holding me.

"You can let go now, Harry." I laugh.

He lets go and my waist feels cold, but I go to hug Isa.

When I release and turn around, I see Harry walking away with his soccer ball. Where is he going?

"I'll be right back." I tell Isa who is now dribbling to herself. She nods.

I run over to Harry and stop right in front of him. His head slowly looks up and stares at me in the eyes.

"Hey, why are you leaving so soon?" I say, crossing my arms.

"I'm tired, I guess." he says with no emotion.

"Really?" I furrow my eyebrows.

Harry then leans in and kisses me slowly on my lips. His lips plump against and mine and sweet. I go to wrap my arms around his neck but he pulls back.