What Goes Around Comes Back Around
Chapter Thirty Five
Heidi POV
"I have."
I felt those butterflies again. He likes me. He actually likes me. I am speechless. I look over at the two girls in front of me and studied their reactions.
Jamie looked horrified but kept her cool. She quickly looked over at Christa in worry and I did so too.
The look on Christa's face was priceless. I had to stifle a very inappropriate giggle but I couldn't help but look at her in amusement causing her to send me daggers. She looked a mix between hurt, sadness, jealousy but most importantly, angry. She was pissed. But she snapped out of this and masked her emotions with an extremely fake smile surprising all of us. I honestly thought she was going to go ballistic and throw a tantrum or something and I'm guessing the others did too.
"Well aren't you two the happy couple? Well don't let us intrude. Come on Jamie." She says faking a sweet tone while she tugs on her worried friend's hand. They eventually leave the house leaving Harry and I alone again.
Not a second had passed until I heard the screaming I was waiting for. I heard a number of profanities being shouted but they were muffled.
Yep. Christa has serious anger issues.
I wince when I heard something shattering loudly outside. Man she was pissed....
I look over at Harry and he looks down on me with a sympathetic look plastered on his face.
"I'm sorry about Christa. She'll cool down....Eventually." He says sadly while reaching out his hand and tucking a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. Why was he being so sweet goddamn?!
I gulp trying to rid of these damn butterflies. I so did not need this right now.
"It's ok." I send him a small smile leaning in to his touch. I couldn't resist ok?! He looks deeply into my eyes.
"I meant what I said you know." He says seriously. I sigh.
"Then why did you abandon me after that night?" I ask sadly. He looks at me and guilt flashes through his eyes.
"I don't know....I guess I was scared."He says then pulls a weird face to which I raise an eyebrow at.
"It's just that you wouldn't expect a gang leader like me to say anything like this." He explains before chuckling. I smile at him in understanding.
"Just...Don't leave me again." I say worriedly. I don't actually know if I was faking it that time. It came out so real. Oh dear.....
"I wouldn't dream of it." He promises before he grasps my cheek with the palm of his hand. He slowly leans down and places his lips onto mine. This kiss wasn't lustful or passionate like the others. It was sweet and almost....loving?
Ok wtf is up with all of his sweetness? Something's not right but I play along anyway.
Why is he so confusing?
Harry POV
I did it. I told her I liked her and she believed me. I am one step closer to figuring out who this girl is. I am 100% sure that I have seen her somewhere before especially since I saw those scars….
Then why do I feel so fucking guilty about it? She’s been lying to me. I know she has and yet I feel guilty and it’s pissing me off. It’s like those words came out of my mouth naturally.
Do I like her? Of course not! Nope. No. And No.
Yeah you do dickhead.
Fuck. I need to get out of here.
“Hey babe, I gotta go there’s another gang in town and they are threatening our gang so I need to go sort some stuff out.” I lie. She looks at me sadly before nodding her head.
Yep. Something is definitely not right with her.
Do I kiss her goodbye? I don’t fucking know. I’m a fuck and chuck type of guy. I can’t believe I’m about to do this.
I lean over and press my lips against hers as gently as I can. Her lips are so soft….I feel this weird jolt of electricity when I do this. It’s like I’ve been electrocuted or something.
What the fuck?!
I quickly pull away in horror and look at her. She has the same face as me so she obviously felt it too. I need to go NOW!
“Errrmm ok then….bye?” It came out more of a question though. I don’t wait for her response I just get the hell out of there.
What was that?!
Yep you like her fucktard.
Don’t call me a fucktard!
Fucktard.
Oh my god….now I am talking to myself.
What is fucking happening to me?!
I feel like punching something but there’s nothing to punch out here on the road.
I’m turning into a pussy and it’s all because of one girl.
Heidi POV
I stand there all on my own in Louis’ living room. He felt it too I know he did. I touch my lips.
They are still tingling from his touch.
What was it?
I have no idea.
I shake myself off. Ok. He managed to compose himself and pretend nothing happened, then so will I.
I slowly start to shuffle out of Louis’ house and exit through the front door. What now?
Maybe I could pay Christa a visit? I could start revenge on her and Jamie?
Yeah why not. It will get my mind off of things for a bit and keep me busy.
I start to walk in the direction of her house. I know where she lives. I knew where Harry, Jamie and Christa lived before I moved back here. That’s why I picked this house.
Her house is a 2 minute walk from Louis’ house. Am I classed as a stalker for knowing this?
What if she goes all ballistic on me? Well I did hide my gun in my bra before I left so I do have protection but I really don’t want to use it. Memories of Amanda come flooding back. That’s right! I need to ask someone about her. Harry won’t tell me shit so who can I ask? I would ask the other boys but they probably still hate me from when I stabbed them…
I hadn’t noticed that I had already arrived at her front door. Did I like teleport or something? That came way too quickly….
Or you’re going crazy.
Shut it!
Ok time to use my fakeness again! This should be interesting.
I gently tap on the door a few times and wait. The door opens almost instantly causing me to jump back in surprise.
There stands Jamie with her arms crossed over her chest as she looks at me in disgust.
“What the fuck are you doing here?! How do you know where we live?” she asks through gritted teeth. I shake my head at her.
“It’s a small place. It’s not difficult to find out.” I reply shrugging. Her face instantly changes into…..impressiveness? Shock? I don’t know.
“What do you want?” she asks calmer while sighing.
“I came to see if Christa was alright. She looked pissed when she left.” I reply innocently. Jamie narrows her eyes at me in suspicion.
“I thought you hated her. Why would you care about her?” she asks slowly.
“I never said I hated her. Yeah we had a fight but I’m over that and unlike most people around here, I actually HAVE a heart.” I reply. She sighs once again in defeat.
“Come on in but if you try anything, I won’t hesitate to kill you even if Harry will hate me for the rest of my life. Got it?” She threatens as I step into the house.
“Sure thing.” I mumble as she shuts the door behind me still watching me from the corner of her eye. Jesus! What does she think I’m going to do? Kill her while her back is turned?
Whoa…..wait…..Is she scared of me after what I did to Harry, Zayn and the brown haired guy who I still don’t know the name of.
Well that’s an improvement. Two years ago it was the other way around.
“Jamie?! I have an idea of what I’m going to do to that bit-“I see Christa walk down the stairs but she instantly freezes once she sees me. Her eyes go from sky blue to pure black filled with rage in a nanosecond.
“WHAT THE FUCK JAMIE?!” She yells. Jamie jumps back at the harshness in her voice while I stand there unfazed with my fake innocent look. I so wish I could record this right now!
“Christa….look…I don’t think she means any harm.” Jamie tries to reason but Christa focuses her hate filled gaze on her. I feel kinda bad for Jamie. I mean Christa’s mad at me yet she’s taking it out on Jamie…
“Who’s side are you on Jamie?!” She asks angrily. Jamie shoots her an apologetic look.
“Of course I’m on your side it’s just that I mean….look at her. Does she look armed?” Christa turns her attention to me and studies me closely.
Wow, I haven’t even said anything and I have already started out a fight. This is going all too nicely for me.
“Get out of my house Jamie. Clearly you chose her side.” Christa seethes while pointing to the door.
“Christa-“
“GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE!” Christa screams at the top of her lungs causing Jamie to jump back. Jamie shoots her a sympathetic look before turning around at leaving.
It’s just me and Christa….alone.
This should be interesting.
“Now, Where the fuck do I know you from?!” she asks bitterly still standing on the stairs. Why did she change the topic of the conversation?! It was starting to get fun….. I mentally pout.
“You don’t know me. Well I don’t know you anyway.” I reply softly. Grrrr I hate acting all sweet and innocent in front of this bitch.
“Yes I do stop lying you bitch!” she stomps her foot angrily on the step.
“Believe what you want Christa.” I reply crossing my arms. She sighs angrily in defeat knowing she won’t get any answers from me.
“You make it so difficult for me little girl.” She replies faking sadness. I raise my eyebrow at her waiting for her to continue.
“Looks like you want to play it the hard way then.” She reaches behind her pulling out a small black object. She looks at it thoughtfully before pulling at it creating a clicking sound.
Realisation dawns on me.
A gun.
“You have two options princess. Either you tell me who you really are or I pull the trigger.” She says evilly pointing the gun directly at my forehead.
Fuck…..
"I have."
I felt those butterflies again. He likes me. He actually likes me. I am speechless. I look over at the two girls in front of me and studied their reactions.
Jamie looked horrified but kept her cool. She quickly looked over at Christa in worry and I did so too.
The look on Christa's face was priceless. I had to stifle a very inappropriate giggle but I couldn't help but look at her in amusement causing her to send me daggers. She looked a mix between hurt, sadness, jealousy but most importantly, angry. She was pissed. But she snapped out of this and masked her emotions with an extremely fake smile surprising all of us. I honestly thought she was going to go ballistic and throw a tantrum or something and I'm guessing the others did too.
"Well aren't you two the happy couple? Well don't let us intrude. Come on Jamie." She says faking a sweet tone while she tugs on her worried friend's hand. They eventually leave the house leaving Harry and I alone again.
Not a second had passed until I heard the screaming I was waiting for. I heard a number of profanities being shouted but they were muffled.
Yep. Christa has serious anger issues.
I wince when I heard something shattering loudly outside. Man she was pissed....
I look over at Harry and he looks down on me with a sympathetic look plastered on his face.
"I'm sorry about Christa. She'll cool down....Eventually." He says sadly while reaching out his hand and tucking a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. Why was he being so sweet goddamn?!
I gulp trying to rid of these damn butterflies. I so did not need this right now.
"It's ok." I send him a small smile leaning in to his touch. I couldn't resist ok?! He looks deeply into my eyes.
"I meant what I said you know." He says seriously. I sigh.
"Then why did you abandon me after that night?" I ask sadly. He looks at me and guilt flashes through his eyes.
"I don't know....I guess I was scared."He says then pulls a weird face to which I raise an eyebrow at.
"It's just that you wouldn't expect a gang leader like me to say anything like this." He explains before chuckling. I smile at him in understanding.
"Just...Don't leave me again." I say worriedly. I don't actually know if I was faking it that time. It came out so real. Oh dear.....
"I wouldn't dream of it." He promises before he grasps my cheek with the palm of his hand. He slowly leans down and places his lips onto mine. This kiss wasn't lustful or passionate like the others. It was sweet and almost....loving?
Ok wtf is up with all of his sweetness? Something's not right but I play along anyway.
Why is he so confusing?
Harry POV
I did it. I told her I liked her and she believed me. I am one step closer to figuring out who this girl is. I am 100% sure that I have seen her somewhere before especially since I saw those scars….
Then why do I feel so fucking guilty about it? She’s been lying to me. I know she has and yet I feel guilty and it’s pissing me off. It’s like those words came out of my mouth naturally.
Do I like her? Of course not! Nope. No. And No.
Yeah you do dickhead.
Fuck. I need to get out of here.
“Hey babe, I gotta go there’s another gang in town and they are threatening our gang so I need to go sort some stuff out.” I lie. She looks at me sadly before nodding her head.
Yep. Something is definitely not right with her.
Do I kiss her goodbye? I don’t fucking know. I’m a fuck and chuck type of guy. I can’t believe I’m about to do this.
I lean over and press my lips against hers as gently as I can. Her lips are so soft….I feel this weird jolt of electricity when I do this. It’s like I’ve been electrocuted or something.
What the fuck?!
I quickly pull away in horror and look at her. She has the same face as me so she obviously felt it too. I need to go NOW!
“Errrmm ok then….bye?” It came out more of a question though. I don’t wait for her response I just get the hell out of there.
What was that?!
Yep you like her fucktard.
Don’t call me a fucktard!
Fucktard.
Oh my god….now I am talking to myself.
What is fucking happening to me?!
I feel like punching something but there’s nothing to punch out here on the road.
I’m turning into a pussy and it’s all because of one girl.
Heidi POV
I stand there all on my own in Louis’ living room. He felt it too I know he did. I touch my lips.
They are still tingling from his touch.
What was it?
I have no idea.
I shake myself off. Ok. He managed to compose himself and pretend nothing happened, then so will I.
I slowly start to shuffle out of Louis’ house and exit through the front door. What now?
Maybe I could pay Christa a visit? I could start revenge on her and Jamie?
Yeah why not. It will get my mind off of things for a bit and keep me busy.
I start to walk in the direction of her house. I know where she lives. I knew where Harry, Jamie and Christa lived before I moved back here. That’s why I picked this house.
Her house is a 2 minute walk from Louis’ house. Am I classed as a stalker for knowing this?
What if she goes all ballistic on me? Well I did hide my gun in my bra before I left so I do have protection but I really don’t want to use it. Memories of Amanda come flooding back. That’s right! I need to ask someone about her. Harry won’t tell me shit so who can I ask? I would ask the other boys but they probably still hate me from when I stabbed them…
I hadn’t noticed that I had already arrived at her front door. Did I like teleport or something? That came way too quickly….
Or you’re going crazy.
Shut it!
Ok time to use my fakeness again! This should be interesting.
I gently tap on the door a few times and wait. The door opens almost instantly causing me to jump back in surprise.
There stands Jamie with her arms crossed over her chest as she looks at me in disgust.
“What the fuck are you doing here?! How do you know where we live?” she asks through gritted teeth. I shake my head at her.
“It’s a small place. It’s not difficult to find out.” I reply shrugging. Her face instantly changes into…..impressiveness? Shock? I don’t know.
“What do you want?” she asks calmer while sighing.
“I came to see if Christa was alright. She looked pissed when she left.” I reply innocently. Jamie narrows her eyes at me in suspicion.
“I thought you hated her. Why would you care about her?” she asks slowly.
“I never said I hated her. Yeah we had a fight but I’m over that and unlike most people around here, I actually HAVE a heart.” I reply. She sighs once again in defeat.
“Come on in but if you try anything, I won’t hesitate to kill you even if Harry will hate me for the rest of my life. Got it?” She threatens as I step into the house.
“Sure thing.” I mumble as she shuts the door behind me still watching me from the corner of her eye. Jesus! What does she think I’m going to do? Kill her while her back is turned?
Whoa…..wait…..Is she scared of me after what I did to Harry, Zayn and the brown haired guy who I still don’t know the name of.
Well that’s an improvement. Two years ago it was the other way around.
“Jamie?! I have an idea of what I’m going to do to that bit-“I see Christa walk down the stairs but she instantly freezes once she sees me. Her eyes go from sky blue to pure black filled with rage in a nanosecond.
“WHAT THE FUCK JAMIE?!” She yells. Jamie jumps back at the harshness in her voice while I stand there unfazed with my fake innocent look. I so wish I could record this right now!
“Christa….look…I don’t think she means any harm.” Jamie tries to reason but Christa focuses her hate filled gaze on her. I feel kinda bad for Jamie. I mean Christa’s mad at me yet she’s taking it out on Jamie…
“Who’s side are you on Jamie?!” She asks angrily. Jamie shoots her an apologetic look.
“Of course I’m on your side it’s just that I mean….look at her. Does she look armed?” Christa turns her attention to me and studies me closely.
Wow, I haven’t even said anything and I have already started out a fight. This is going all too nicely for me.
“Get out of my house Jamie. Clearly you chose her side.” Christa seethes while pointing to the door.
“Christa-“
“GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE!” Christa screams at the top of her lungs causing Jamie to jump back. Jamie shoots her a sympathetic look before turning around at leaving.
It’s just me and Christa….alone.
This should be interesting.
“Now, Where the fuck do I know you from?!” she asks bitterly still standing on the stairs. Why did she change the topic of the conversation?! It was starting to get fun….. I mentally pout.
“You don’t know me. Well I don’t know you anyway.” I reply softly. Grrrr I hate acting all sweet and innocent in front of this bitch.
“Yes I do stop lying you bitch!” she stomps her foot angrily on the step.
“Believe what you want Christa.” I reply crossing my arms. She sighs angrily in defeat knowing she won’t get any answers from me.
“You make it so difficult for me little girl.” She replies faking sadness. I raise my eyebrow at her waiting for her to continue.
“Looks like you want to play it the hard way then.” She reaches behind her pulling out a small black object. She looks at it thoughtfully before pulling at it creating a clicking sound.
Realisation dawns on me.
A gun.
“You have two options princess. Either you tell me who you really are or I pull the trigger.” She says evilly pointing the gun directly at my forehead.
Fuck…..
Notes
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