As soon as the elevator doors opened to District 3, I started sobbing. What had just happened?
Harry admitted to using that Seleen girl.. but then he kissed me?
And I let him?
"I was right, yeah?" I heard Greg say. He probably heard the 'ding' of the elevator when I got off, but clearly he hadn't seen me crying.
"Yeah, you were," I said, trying to walk past him. "Woah, what happened?" He asked, seeing the tears and my puffy eyes. "Nothing, you were right. That's all the matters." I said, trying to walk past him again. "About which part?" He asked. Why did it fucking matter?
"All of it! All of it, okay Greg?!" I yelled at him, finally pushing past into my room. I slammed the door, probably shaking our whole floor, and slid down in the corner. I heard Greg come up and start knocking on my door. At least he had the decency not to come in without my permission, since I had left the door unlocked.
The knocking soon turned into a pounding, with him asking what was wrong and if he could please come in.
But I knew if I let him in, he would just make it worse by telling me what a dick Harry was.
I also knew I would probably yell at him, telling him that Harry was not a dick, and that I liked him. Maybe even loved him. But I didn't know if I did or not. I was numb, all my feelings a jumbled blur.
I heard the faint ding of the elevator, and the pounding abruptly stopped, with the new sound of voices coming from the hall. I couldn't tell who it was or what they were saying, but I didn't care. I was still numb and crying, breaking apart.
I heard a little knock on the door, and I was about to yell at Greg to go away before I heard a slightly familiar voice. "Hey, i'm Liam," Where had I heard that name before? "Greg said I could come talk to you." I didn't respond, thinking. Should I let him in? I saw the knob turn a little, before I heard his voice again. "Can I come in?" I sighed.
"I'd prefer not, but go ahead, if you want to see me in a blubbery mess." At least he was someone, anyone better than Greg. I really didn't want to talk to him right now.
The door slowly opened, and when I saw his face, recognition hit me. It was Liam, the one who I talked to in training. When he saw me I saw a look of sadness took his features. "You okay?" He asked. He came and slid down beside me, looking into my eyes. I probably looked like a wreck, with mascara smeared down my face, and red eyes.
"I'm just pissed," I said, faking a small laugh. That wasn't even half of it.
He didn't looked like he believed me, so I continued. "I honestly thought I liked him, he treated me so well. He was a handful, but who isn't?" In my mind I still knew I liked Harry... more than I should. Even after he had done all these things to me.
"Hey, if you let me, I'll be here for you." He said. I lit up a bit. Did he mean it? But what if he hurt me, like Harry? Or worse, he left?
He interupted my thoughts. "Hey, your name's Addy, right?" He asked, unsure of himself.
Yeah, Sorry I didn't introduce myself properly," Now I just felt bad. I was just a crying jumbled mess. "You know, with the crying and stuff. I'm sure you've met Greg, right?" Of course he has, Greg wouldn't let some random guy come in, he probably wanted me all to himself. I'm surprised he even let Liam leave the elevator.
"Yeah, such a lad." He said sarcastically. Yup.
We sat in silence, but it was comfortable silence. It wasn't awkward in the least. Just Liam's presence comforted me. I knew he actually cared about my well being, about my feelings. He cared.
And suddenly, an idea popped into my head. "You wanna start an alliance? Just you and me. No one else. I won't fall for you, and you won't fall for me. We'll just be there for moral support, and maybe save each other from other alliances. Deal?"
It sounded perfect in my mind. I already knew if I was in an alliance with anyone else, it would be torn apart because of me. Because everyone had a tendency of falling for me, and they would all most likely end up killing each other. Leaving me alone, depressed. I would probably end up killing myself. Plus, this new plan was full proof, since I knew Liam was head-over-heels for this 'Danielle' girl, whether she liked him back or not.
"Deal." He said, grinning at me. Perfect.
"Want to tell me what happened?" I huffed, not really. But I guess I should. He would understand.
"Basically, push comes to shove, Greg and I got a little intimate," He looked surprised at this. "And, I stop him, because I'd never had my first kiss, and it didn't seem right with him. He got mad, and told me everything that Harry's done since he got here. I went to Harry for confirmation--or denial, in my case-- but he told me it was true. Then I shared my first kiss with him, and it just..." Was great, amazing, My mind said. "I shouldn't have been there."
"And what about being called a nasty bitch?" Oh, right.
"That was Seleen, She thinks i'm stealing her man," Which technically, I am. "I don't even like him as much as I think I like him," True, considering my state, "I can't really like someone who's gone to another girl and done that, right?"
Or could I?
He looked puzzled.
"Well, I'm not a girl, and isn't there like a girl code or something? Like, whoever saw him first gets him or something?"
I laughed. "I think that died out long ago with Bros before Hoes."
He laughed at my comment, "That's one rule I live by. Though I should never be with a hoe to begin with. I only like ladies."
"You're a true gentlemen" I said, giggling.
He honestly was every girls dream, but I didn't like him like that. He deserved someone better than me, especially since I caused all this trouble.
He suddenly stood up and held his hand out for me. "Wanna go for a walk? Just blow off steam?"
See? Perfect gentleman, a personal knight-in-shining-armor. But I knew I wasn't his princess.
"Sure," I said, grabbing his hand as he pulled me up. But I let go, not wanting it to be awkward. "Let's get out of here. I'm feeling like I want to play a good prank."
Louis would never see it coming. "On who?" He asked.
"Louis," I said, grinning. "Is he that boy from District 11 I keep hearing about?" He asked.
Everyone was of course, raving about the 'love triangle' going on. Just made Louis look bad, it was all my fault.
I nodded, "Yep. Don't believe what people say about him. He's a lot different."
I didn't want Liam thinking badly of my bestfriend, the boy who got me through everyday. I loved him, but I wasn't sure in what way.
"So you know him?" He asked, confused.
"We were pinpals for the longest time, and now we're really good friends, bestfriends, if you will." That was probably the easiest way to explain it.
He didn't argue as we walked along to the elevator.
