The Cherry Game

~ Harry's POV ~

"Harry!" Samantha squeals and wraps her arms around me.

"Hey." I smile and she pecks my cheek before turning back to her locker and turning the lock.

"Troubles?" I tease and she sighs.

"I can't remember my combo." She frowns and I laugh.

"Here." She moves out of the way and let's me open her locker.

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Her locker opens up and she smiles at me. "How did you remember?!" She exclaims and begins to move her books around.

"I remember numbers easily." I shrug and she grabs her science book before shutting it and turning to me.

"Ah." She nods and I smile at her.

"I'm going to go catch up with Zayn. See you later." I tell Sammy before turning around and walking down the hall.

"Hey!" I snap my head in the direction of Brianna's voice.

"What?" I say harshly and she smiles humorously.

"You and her? Really?" She almost laughs at the idea.

"Yeah. Problem?" I snap and she shakes her head.

"No problem here...except for the fact that she's a bitch! I bet you haven't even gotten any." She smirks and I roll my eyes at her.

"I think you're the bitch...and my business is none of yours. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do than stand here and listen to you talk shit." I smile sweetly before walking away from the hell that is Brianna Evans.

I made a left turn into the library and spotted Zayn sitting at a table flipping through Romeo And Juliet for language class.

"Hey." I say and he took his eyes away from the book to look at me.

"What did you want to talk about?" He whispers and I take the seat across the table from him.

"I did something really bad." I tell him and fiddle with my thumbs under the table.

"What did you do?!" He scolds and I let out a deep sigh.

"I slept with someone." I confess and he drops the book from his hands and onto the table in front of him.

"After Samantha forgave you?!" He exclaims and we were soon shushed by the librarian.

"Yeah! God I'm such an idiot." I mumble and he agrees.

"Yes. Yes you are. With who?" He questions and I sigh.

"Kendall. I don't even know her last name! I met her at a bar and we were piss drunk together. I fucked
her in the back of her car." His jaw drops and I rub my palms over my face nervously .

"Why would you do that?! I thought you loved her." He says and I sigh once more.

"I do...I do love her."

~ Samantha's POV ~

I watched as Harry glared at Brianna then walked into the library. "What are you looking at?!" Brianna snaps and I look to the ground immediately.

"N-nothing." I say and she walks over to where I was by my locker.

"Listen you bitch. Harry is mine, always has been and he always will be. You need to fuck off before I do something I'll regret. You hear me? Stay away from him." She seethes before turning on her heel and walking down the hall. A threatened breath escapes my slightly parted lips as I tear my eyes away from
her back as she storms away.

What is that supposed to mean?

After standing at my locker for a few minutes I begin to walk into the library. Confronting Harry sounds like the best option right now anyway.

"I do...I do love her." I hear Harry say on the other side of the book shelf. I smile and stay where I am to see the other person he's with response.

"Then why would you sleep with a random bitch at a bar?! How long ago was this?" Zayn says and my stomach moves to my throat. My heart pounds in my ears as I feel my feet turn to stone beneath me and
my blood runs ice cold.

"It was two nights ago. I was really drunk and she was just so...so...hot! I didn't know what to do! She was practically throwing herself at me!" Harry defends and my fists clench at my sides. He slept with someone?

"So? You cheated on Sammy after she forgave you for the unforgivable! You need to talk to her before she finds out from someone else." I can practically hear the scowl on Zayn's face as he talks to Harry.

"I've only told you and she won't find out about this! I just got her back...I can't afford to lose her." I hear his disapproval in his voice and I walk out from behind the book shelf and look at Zayn. Harry has his back turned to me and I feel the hot tears fall down my face.

"What would happen if she were to find out?" Zayn asked and Harry ran a nervous hand through his hair.

"She would never talk to me again." I unclasp the cherry necklace from around my neck and drop it in front of Harry on the table. His body goes rigid and he takes the pendant in between his fingers.

"You got that right." I say and my heavy feet carry me out of the library and straight out of school.

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I brought the bottle of blueberry vodka to my lips and took another gulp of the alchohal. The familiar burn of the Liguria stung my throat as I reappeared this action. How could he? How could he make me feel this way? I never thought he could hurt me more than he already has and BAM another shot of his bull shit and here I am...drinking away my pain with my ex-boyfriend.

"Babe...you need something a little stronger." Eric says and takes a bag of white powder from his pocket.

"Yes please." I mutter and he begins to make me a clean line. This is exactly what I need. No drama.

Notes

SOSOSOSOSO sorry I haven't updated in 9 days