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IV. - "He doesn't like you."

Elle's POV:

All throughout the weekend I didn’t receive any texts from Travis which made me a little worried. I did send him a couple of texts but I just figured he lost his phone or something. I have, however, been texting Harry nonstop. We have gotten closer already and I feel like he’s very trustworthy.

Walking into the school campus on Monday made me feel queasy. I would finally see Travis and maybe talk to him about Friday night.

"Hey Elle!" Harry said jogging up to me. I noticed a few girls have been checking him out and I felt a strong urge to tell them to watch their wandering eyes. It wasn’t because I was jealous, I just was overprotective.

"Hello Harry." I said in a cheery voice.

"Any sign of Travis?"

I shook my head, “He is probably at his locker.”

"Aren’t you going to go talk to him?" Harry looked down at me with green eyes. I felt as if he wasn’t telling me something. Something that was important. Looking back towards the hallway I decided not to ask him about it. Harry was my friend and he probably wasn’t telling me something for a good reason.

Just then the familiar sound of Travis’s laugh filled the halls and my eyes snapped towards the direction of the noise. My body froze in it’s place as I saw Travis talking with his friends, his arm hung around Amanda’s shoulders and her lips pressed to his cheek. My heart, now smashed to pieces, now made me regret even knowing him. I barely felt Harry’s grip on my wrist since my body was numb. Voices around me blurred and all I could focus on was the couple ahead of me.

"Elle, forget about him. He’s a fool for not wanting a relationship with you." Harry’s voice was clear in my ear. Shaking my head I looked up at him with watery eyes.

"H-He was my first time. My first crush…" My voice came out cracked and shaky but Harry heard me just fine. His face dropped in complete shock at first, but then contorted into anger.

Harry tried to take a step forward towards Travis but I grabbed onto his arm. “Harry please don’t start anything, it’s nothing.” I lied, and Harry knew I was lying too. I just didn’t want him to get into any fights on his second day of school.

"He’s a fucking bastard Elle! He practically used you for sex!" Harry was now shouting and people passing us looked as us wearily.

Tears were now streaming from my eyes as I looked at Harry in front of me. His face soften when he noticed how hard I was crying and pulled me into a tight hug. Sobbing into his chest I felt myself being weighted with an overwhelming sadness. I had never experienced heartbreak until now which made my emotions ten times worse.

"I’m so sorry Elle." Harry pressed a light kiss to the top of my head and my body seemed to glow warm for a second but I shrugged the feeling off. I didn’t want to feel anything right now except for Harry’s arms around me. As if on cue, the bell rang and Harry pulled apart from me.

"I’ll see you during sixth period okay?" Harry gave me one last hug before walking down the hallway leaving me alone.

The rest of the day I didn’t talk to anyone, avoiding every single person who is friends with Travis. Maybe they knew, maybe they didn’t but I couldn’t talk chances. Everytime I think about him an anger rises up in me and I have a strong urge to punch something. Even at lunch I sat with Harry in one of the hallways to avoid the cafeteria. Before I knew it, fifth period rolled along and I grimaced when I walked into the classroom.

Travis sat in his desk, writing in his notebook not even paying attention to me as I sat down next to him. My hands were balled into a fist as I turned my focus to the front. Every inch of my body that Travis touched burned like hell. Especially my mouth. The words i so desperately wished to spit at him felt like poison on the lips that he kissed. The mouth he took advantage of.