The Cherry Game

~ Harry's POV ~

I watched as Brianna completely tore down Samantha in front of the whole school. Sammy attempted to drown out her harsh words, but is hadn't worked.


".....In fact he showed me the exact opposite last night, in my room." Samantha let her tears fall before she ran out of the school with her head bowed in embarrassment. Brianna laughed at her, and my blood began to boil.

"Hey!" I yelled and Brianna snapped her head in the direction of my harsh tone.

"Don't do this mate..." Zayn warned but I ignored him.

"Yes, Harry?" she asked with a smirk on her face, everyone went silent.

"What did she ever do to you?!" I snapped.

"She's a waste of our precious space, Harry. She deserves to know that." Brianna said as if it was obvious.

"She's not a waste of space. Don't talk about her like that!" I defended, and she laughed.

"Oh my god! You actually like her?!" She exclaimed and I clenched my fists.

"No. I love her. She is the best thing that ever happened to me, and if all of you are too dumb to realize that...then maybe it's you who's the waste of space." I spat at everyone else in the hall.

"Don't be ridiculous, Harry." Brianna scoffed.

"And I would never ever sleep with a whore like you." I said, and everyone gasped. I rolled my eyes before taking the exit Samantha used just minutes ago.

~ Samantha's POV ~

My cries were muffled, and violent from under the heap of blankets I buried myself in. My whole life went from perfect to completely fucked in a matter of days. A few soft knocks sounded at the door, but I ignored them. Moments later the soft knocks turned into harsh pounding on my front door. I groaned and unwrapped myself from my bed as I stood up to answer the door. I opened it up and frowned at the person in front of me.

"Oh Sammy...." He became sad at my appearance.

"What are you doing here?" It didn't come above a whisper.

"I love you." He responded, and I let out a shaky breath.

"You slept with her..."

"No I didn't. I hate her so much. She's a slut and there's no way I can even look at another girl if I'm in love with you." I closed me eyes and a sense of relief came over me.

"I hate you. I hate you for making me feel this way! I hate you for lying, and pretending, and for making me love you! I hate you because I love you! I hate me because I love you.....fuck! I love you so damn much it hurts!" His eyes were pleading as I stood and yelled at him.

"I'm so so sorry..." He said, before I put myself in his arms.

Notes

I'm going to spare you the Hendall lecture for another time...today it's all about our little Harry!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAZZA! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ARE 20! HOLY SHITAKE MUSHROOMS!@!!!!! I am so fucking proud of you, Harry. I'm still in denial about you being 20....but I'll get over it! I love you to the moon an back for infinity and beyond. Happy birthday:) And in the next 20 years me and you will be married and having our third child:0




COMMENT
RATE
SUBSCRIBE