The Dancing Darling and Her Bad Boy (Completed)

Chapter 25

Beckett

"Excuse me." I pushed past yet another idiot that was in my way. There was a massive crowd in the hallway Monday morning at school. People were dragging their feet, wanting to be in bed rather than here, and I knew how they felt, but I was going to get a shitload of yelling if I was late again. 

"Excuse me. Excuse me," I said, pushing more people. By now, I was beyond pissed. 

"Move!" I exclaimed as I pushed yet another person. I must have pushed too hard because the girl trying to go the same way got pushed into my way, and she soon fell over. her glasses bounced off as she tried to grab them before someone stepped on them, but it was too late. Crack! The glasses snapped in half. 

She sighed and grabbed them, standing up. As she stood, I noticed they looked like Allison's. Just as the girl turned to me to yell at me, she froze, as did I. 

Ally. 

It. Was. Fucking. Ally. 

Why didn't I see it before? The names are so fucking similar. 

"Oh shitballs." Ally mumbled. 

"You?"

"Uh."

"What the hell?!" I exclaimed.

"Beckett, listen."

"I'm sorry, I need to go, I... I can't deal with this at the moment." I shook my head and walked off, going out the school doors and to my car. Fuck Mr Pearce, I'll go to detention tomorrow. I sped out of the parking lot, but where was I going to go? I decided to go to the coffee shop called 'Alanda's Cafe' about five minutes from school. I walked in and ordered a coffee, going to sit at one of the tables while I waited. I put my head in my hands and sighed. I had been openly bullying the only person apart from my parents I could actually talk to. I thought back to when I practically called her friend a dog, and when I got those girls to pour their lunch on her head, and the endless names I had called her, and then I thought of how strong she had been, and how she acted so normal at home. How nice she was to me, and I was being such a monster to her.

'You hate me at school.' Her words sounded in my mind and it was only then that I heard the amount of pain in her voice, and I felt terrible. And she probably thought this was all her fault, but it isn't.

It's all because of me.

And I'm the coward that stormed off because I was too fucking dumb, and too blind to see that the girl I liked was hurting because of me. 

There. I finally did it. I finally admitted to myself that I like her. Points to me for admitting it. But not as many as I just lost for then realising that I was even worse than I thought Allison was. She did nothing wrong. 

And I finally started beating myself up over it. 

My coffee was set in front of me and the waitress winked at me as she left. I looked at my cup to see a piece of paper sticking out from under my cup. I took it out and read it. 

'Call me ;)' It said, and her number was at the bottom. I immediately ripped it up into millions of pieces and let them fall all over the table. Forgetting the coffee that I didn't have an appetite for anymore, I got up and walked out. I neede to talk to Ally after school, I need to endlessly apologise. 

And I knew just how to start. 

Ally

This is all my fault. 

If I just told him in the first place, none of this would happen. 

God, what have I done? 

I couldn't concentrate in any of my classes, I was just wondering if Beckett was okay. I'm such a bitch. By now I was home for probably about the eighth time now, I realised that I had circled our block without even realsing it, just thinking. I took a deep breath and went inside, Locking the door.