-Daisy-

"Caleb?" It came out choked. I heard muffled curse words.

"Caleb? Open the door."

The door creaked open. A skimpy bleach blonde hustled out with her head down. I couldn't believe it.

I looked inside. Caleb was leaning against the wall, his eyes on fire. "Daisy-"

"I knew it." I meant for it to be a yell, but it came out a whisper.

"Daisy I can-"

"What?! You can explain? Explain that to me Caleb!" I could feel fierce tears burning and stinging trails down my face. This was humiliating. My boyfriend had chosen a slut over me. He stared at me with pleading eyes. I could see his blonde hair was ruffled. I felt sick.

"I never want to see you ever again." I whispered harshly, suddenly calm. I unclasped the necklace and threw it into the small hole in the sand that made with my toe. I kicked sand over it.

"And I thought I loved you." I spat. "Turns out Zayn was right." Why was I saying this out loud? "I don't know what love is, because I would NEVER love someone like you."

I walked away, and felt a rough hand close around my wrist. I swiveled around and slapped as hard as I could. He let go, a look of shock on his face. I tried to fit as much pain as possible into my stare. I hoped it killed him to look into my eyes.