I walk home, hand in hand with James, who seems to be acting weird. I hope he didn't see Harry and I. I didn't want to kiss Harry....well i did, but i didn't! Does that make any sense?
God! I am talking to myself!

"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" i ask as we reach my front door.
Harry's car pulls up at his house. He stays in his car and watches.

James clears his throat.
"I...I'm breaking up with you."
I feel tears already welling inside of me.
I push on James chest "Go away." and he walks away, looking back one more time.

When he is out of sight i lay my forehead on the brick wall of my house and start crying.

I feel a pair of arms tug me into a warm hug and I cry into the persons chest, giving in completely.
When i look up and take off my glasses to dry the tear and clean them off I see Harry.

"What! Did you come to bully me?! Push me into the wall?! Call me a slut?! Hit me?!" I yell and he steps back a bit.

"I'm helping you." he says, getting angry. I shake my head and open the door to my house stepping in alone, until Harry step in uninvited.

"Get out Harry!" i yell, but he steps closer.
"OUT!" i repeat but his feet take another big step and i am pushed gently to a wall.

He gets a grip on my hips.

"You. Are. Lucky." he kisses my neck, I hold in a moan.

"How can I be lucky? You're here." i push him off me. His eyes show hurt but harden again and he walks out and slams the door.

Harry's pov

I call James

"Dammit! It didn't work!" i yell into the phone, walking back to my house.

James' pov

"Well, maybe she doesn't want you, ever think of that Harry!" i yell back.
I was getting feelings for Caitlin. Even though I was only suppose to help her than hurt her so she'd go for Harry...
"I want her. And i get what i want." he growls.
"Harry! You know what! I'm out of the gang!"
I hang up.