Unexpected

Chapter 3

Everything I had worked so hard to repair.

All the heartbreak and tears I spent sulking in for so long threatened to come back up, right then, right there.

"What the fuck are you looking at?"

Those simple words that came out his mouth, ripped me apart. Again.

I will never understand why I am so damn sensitive. Especially when it has to do with a boy that I know will never look at me the same way I look at him. I hate that about myself. I wish I was different. Niall always tells me that it's better to show your emotions than to hold them in, and that is one of the reasons he loves me. he also has told me to just forget about Louis, but I can't do that. Niall tries his hardest to understand, but he doesn't.

Hell, I don't even understand myself.

I stare ahead at the board as the teacher calls roll. When my name is called I say here as silently as possible, luckily the teachers desk is close by and he hears me.

My breath gets caught in my throat when Louis Tomlinson is called, followed by his deep, arrogant voice.

I feel like I could bust with the emotions I feel inside myself right now. However, I made a promise to myself a long time ago that I would not cry again.

I was still planning in keeping that promise, but I find it extremely hard when all I can think of is the way his voice was full of hate and bitterness.

I absolutely hate people who spends so much of their time destroying other peoples happiness.

It makes me sick.

The rest of the class was really awkward. I kept my head down, avoiding Louis at all costs, mostly because I didn't trust my emotions at this point.

By the time lunch came around, Niall and Zayn could tell something was up. They asked me back in the hallway during class change if I was ok, but I just put on a fake smile and did my best to assure them that I was fine.

"What did that fucker do?" Niall immediately commands as soon as we all sit down.

"It's nothing Niall, he just told me to stop looking at him after he got moved right beside me." I sigh and play with my food.

"Wait, he sits by you now?" Niall asks, a hint of shock in his voice. His eye brows raise in surprise when I nod my head, confirming what I said a second ago.

"Well if he does anything to you I'll kick his ass." He says as he shoves the piece of pizza in his mouth.

"Like you did Liam?" Zayn chimes in, making me laugh at the memory. Little old Niall boxing the shit out of badass Liam was definitely the highlight of my year, along with many others. People still talk about how big of a shock it was that he actually did it.

"Yeah, like that." Niall says with a big grin on his face. I roll my eyes and take a bite of my lunch as well. "I don't really think that would be necessary."

"Well I will say, I do hope he comes back on the team, we do need him, no matter how much of a dick he can be." Zayn says after a few minutes of us stuffing our face.

"What?" Niall and I bother furrow our eyebrows, suddenly confused as to what Zayn was talking about.

"Louis races?" We both ask at the same time. Zayn sighs and looks up from his plate.

"Yeah, I never thought to bring it up, I knew it was a touchy subject, and I didn't want to start anything." he exclaims and we all nod in agreement.

"But he is extremely good at what he does... the best on our team actually. We were at the top of the charts with everyone we competed with, but when he moved we got knocked down a few spots. I know he is a jerk, but when he is at practice, or at a race, he isn't that bad. He doesn't act like a cocky bastard, let's just put it that way." Zayn finishes speaking and looks at both of us, trying to figure out our reactions.