Chapter 4

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Two days ago :

It's friday tomorrow, and I have no intension of going to school tomorrow so I have to submit my history assignment one day early. While I rush across the hallway to reach my classroom my eyes are busy searching for HIM. My eyes are unsuccessful.
I take out my phone to check the time. I still have 15 minutes until my first class so I rush towards the basement to submit my history assignment. On my way I pass the store room behind me.. Only a few foot steps away I stop. Smoke is coming out from under the closed store room door. I step towards the door and open it to see what is causing the smoke.

I freeze at the view in front of my eyes. I see a bunch of seniors smoking some drug. And now I'm standing in front of the store room in the empty corridor in my school's basement with a bunch of high seniors staring at me like I've four eyes or something.

Before I know one of them pulls me inside the dark room and smashes the door behind. The store room is dark and smokey. I can't clearly see but I can tell that I'm surrounded by at least 6-7 high and mad boys.
The other one locks the door. One of the guys who was sitting on the floor with a cigarette in his hand got onto his feet. He takes a few steps towards me and my heart sinks.. My body is frozen out of terror and before I can think I start screaming
"Help!! Please help me! Some help me"
And I try to control it but my voice crack at the end. The boy steps closer to me and starts to un-button my shirt. He only just started when a tall figure with shinny eyes from the back of the room came close with a torch in his hand. When he's standing a few steps away from me and I can see his face because of the light of the torch in his hand.. My heart sinks at the view in front of me. It's him. It's Harry. What is he doing here? Are these guys his friends?
The guy who was about to un-button my shirt stops to turn around and look at Harry. He again turns to me and tries to un-button the first button when suddenly Harry pushes him away from me. Without a word Harry holds my hand tight, unlocks the door and leads me outside following me.

I have no control over my senses. I don't know if I should be scared of this guys standing behind me or should I thank him for saving me..
With mixed thoughts and emotions. I don't know what I'm doing when I start rushing across the hallway as fast as I can to reach the stairs.. Harry runs after me and stops me by holding my hand. I try to get his hand off of me but his grip is way stronger. I attempt to run away from him but in turn he pulls me towards him. He holds both of my hand in one of his and wraps the other one on my waist.
He leans closer and wishers onto my hair
"I'm sorry, please don't hate me."
After this he lets me go and I rush up the stairs to my classroom.

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