Stuck In A Room With Harry
Chapter 25
Hunters POV.
I can’t take this anymore. I feel like my head is going to explode.
Me and this poor excuse of a boy have been arguing all fucking day and by the looks of it, everything was getting worse since I woke up. Right now everything he does or say irritates the living shit out of me and no matter how much I try, I can’t ignore him because it only eggs him on more.
“Your such a liar!” Him yelling from the living room area while I was in the kitchen. I was making myself a sandwich since I haven’t ate since I got this morning. I didn’t have time to because I was to freaking busy arguing with a complete jackass.
“How am I lying? Last time I checked, you bragged about it to all your dumb ass team mates at school.” I screwed the top on the mayonnaise and put it back into the fridge, slamming it shut. So currently we were arguing about who slept with more people. Why? I don’t know but he brought it up and I was not about to let him call me whore. Not happening.
Besides, everyone knows Harry is a man whore. Its like a fucking known fact in the school. He had sluts swooning over him with just one glance. No matter what that kid did, the girls practically dropped their underwear right then and there if he walked into the room.
“Your just jealous Hunter. Your just mad because no one wants to sleep with you.” I stopped chewing and basically dropped my sandwich on the ground. What the hell? Okay no he went way too far.
I went into the living room where he was and stood in front of the TV. “Excuse me?” He only did the stupid sly smirk and stared at me. “I said, your jealous. Of Me.”, pointing to himself while saying so.
“Me? Jealous? Of You?” I couldn’t hold in the laugh that was about to escape. I quickly contained myself and looked back at him again. “Listen and listen clear Harry. I will NEVER be jealous of you. Ever. Your nothing to be jealous about! Matter of fact, no one is jealous of you and plus no one wants to be like you. So you can stop all the arrogant shit because your not fooling around with anybody. At least not mentally.”
I smirked to myself as I could see that I struck a nerve. And he’s the one saying that I get mad easily. I walked away and into the bedroom to grab my phone and play games since there isn’t anything else to do. I had a feeling he followed me in there and when I heard his voice, I was right.
“You know what hunter? Your nothing but a two timing cunt who likes to sleep with anyone she can get her hands on!” I slowly looked up from my phone stared at him, clearly pissed off. I knew exactly what he was talking about and the fact that he brung it up without even knowing the whole story only made this worse, for him.
“What?” He did nothing but look at me, no emotion. I started to come towards him at a fast pace, not caring how this ended and right now. “You piece of shit. You don’t even know the whole damn story so the hell are you going to judge me! I didn’t sleep with anyone while going out with him. HE slept with someone else, no scratch that… he slept with MULTIPLE girls while going out with me and you and everyone else around this damn school knows it! So how about you shut the hell up because you don’t know shit Harry.” Everything I said sounded harsh but I didn’t really care.
All he did was stare. I could feel the tears brimming at my eyes but I was not going to let him see me cry, not now. I quickly turned away and stormed over to the counter, leaning on it with both hands. Okay so of course he was going to believe what others said, he hated me for god sake so he had no choice. I mean, he had a choice and he chose to believe what those naive stuck up fuckers he called his friends so that’s on him.
But he doesn’t know what truly happen. He doesn’t know what I was put through with that sick bastard I went out with. He didn’t know that that piece of shit use to hit me for pointless reasons, he didn’t know that that little shit cheated on me and force me not to tell by hitting me. The day I decided to break it off with him, he spread nasty rumors about me and since no one really likes me at that school, everyone believed it. And it return, I got called horrible names and disgusting glares or stares.
The one name that just completely broke me every single day for half the school year. Slut. I heard it every day in my junior year and it hurt. Anytime I would walk down the hall, that’s all I would hear and it stabbed at my body like daggers. The only way I could deal with it was go home and cry my eyes out every night. No one else was there for me. My dad didn’t care about me, his ugly ass bitch of a wife didn’t give two shits about me, and I lied to my friends about being bothered whenever they would ask me just because I hated people being worried about me.
I was snapped away from my thoughts by Harry chuckling from behind me. I opened my eyes and stared at my hands, my knuckles turning white from gripping the counter so hard. Right now I was trying to calm myself down. I have a thing for getting super pissed off then blacking out the whole time I “rage” out, according to the boys and Crimson.
“Whatever slut”. What…what did he just say? I know he did not say that to me. I KNOW he didn’t call me the one name I couldn’t stand. I was already on the verge on losing it. He was only making me worse. At this point my breathing was uneven, the tears were clouding my vision, and I felt like my nails would fall off if I kept digging them into the dresser.
“You can keep telling that stupid little lie all you want Hunter, but everyone knows you’re a slut. Everyone knows you sleep with guys in the school. Everyone knows you fucked half of the football team and guess what? They all said you were shit. So how about you stop lying to yourself and just own it that you’re a big narcissistic slut.”
I could feel myself shaking at no end. I could feel my heart shattering into pieces. I felt like I got stab all over my body. I tried so hard not to let what he said get the best of me but it hurt. What he said hurt and I couldn’t hold it on anymore. I didn’t want to slip into a state of angry oblivion. The last time I did, I really hurt someone. I don’t know if I was capable of doing it to someone again, doesn’t matter who it is. The last thing I remember was coming towards him.
I can’t take this anymore. I feel like my head is going to explode.
Me and this poor excuse of a boy have been arguing all fucking day and by the looks of it, everything was getting worse since I woke up. Right now everything he does or say irritates the living shit out of me and no matter how much I try, I can’t ignore him because it only eggs him on more.
“Your such a liar!” Him yelling from the living room area while I was in the kitchen. I was making myself a sandwich since I haven’t ate since I got this morning. I didn’t have time to because I was to freaking busy arguing with a complete jackass.
“How am I lying? Last time I checked, you bragged about it to all your dumb ass team mates at school.” I screwed the top on the mayonnaise and put it back into the fridge, slamming it shut. So currently we were arguing about who slept with more people. Why? I don’t know but he brought it up and I was not about to let him call me whore. Not happening.
Besides, everyone knows Harry is a man whore. Its like a fucking known fact in the school. He had sluts swooning over him with just one glance. No matter what that kid did, the girls practically dropped their underwear right then and there if he walked into the room.
“Your just jealous Hunter. Your just mad because no one wants to sleep with you.” I stopped chewing and basically dropped my sandwich on the ground. What the hell? Okay no he went way too far.
I went into the living room where he was and stood in front of the TV. “Excuse me?” He only did the stupid sly smirk and stared at me. “I said, your jealous. Of Me.”, pointing to himself while saying so.
“Me? Jealous? Of You?” I couldn’t hold in the laugh that was about to escape. I quickly contained myself and looked back at him again. “Listen and listen clear Harry. I will NEVER be jealous of you. Ever. Your nothing to be jealous about! Matter of fact, no one is jealous of you and plus no one wants to be like you. So you can stop all the arrogant shit because your not fooling around with anybody. At least not mentally.”
I smirked to myself as I could see that I struck a nerve. And he’s the one saying that I get mad easily. I walked away and into the bedroom to grab my phone and play games since there isn’t anything else to do. I had a feeling he followed me in there and when I heard his voice, I was right.
“You know what hunter? Your nothing but a two timing cunt who likes to sleep with anyone she can get her hands on!” I slowly looked up from my phone stared at him, clearly pissed off. I knew exactly what he was talking about and the fact that he brung it up without even knowing the whole story only made this worse, for him.
“What?” He did nothing but look at me, no emotion. I started to come towards him at a fast pace, not caring how this ended and right now. “You piece of shit. You don’t even know the whole damn story so the hell are you going to judge me! I didn’t sleep with anyone while going out with him. HE slept with someone else, no scratch that… he slept with MULTIPLE girls while going out with me and you and everyone else around this damn school knows it! So how about you shut the hell up because you don’t know shit Harry.” Everything I said sounded harsh but I didn’t really care.
All he did was stare. I could feel the tears brimming at my eyes but I was not going to let him see me cry, not now. I quickly turned away and stormed over to the counter, leaning on it with both hands. Okay so of course he was going to believe what others said, he hated me for god sake so he had no choice. I mean, he had a choice and he chose to believe what those naive stuck up fuckers he called his friends so that’s on him.
But he doesn’t know what truly happen. He doesn’t know what I was put through with that sick bastard I went out with. He didn’t know that that piece of shit use to hit me for pointless reasons, he didn’t know that that little shit cheated on me and force me not to tell by hitting me. The day I decided to break it off with him, he spread nasty rumors about me and since no one really likes me at that school, everyone believed it. And it return, I got called horrible names and disgusting glares or stares.
The one name that just completely broke me every single day for half the school year. Slut. I heard it every day in my junior year and it hurt. Anytime I would walk down the hall, that’s all I would hear and it stabbed at my body like daggers. The only way I could deal with it was go home and cry my eyes out every night. No one else was there for me. My dad didn’t care about me, his ugly ass bitch of a wife didn’t give two shits about me, and I lied to my friends about being bothered whenever they would ask me just because I hated people being worried about me.
I was snapped away from my thoughts by Harry chuckling from behind me. I opened my eyes and stared at my hands, my knuckles turning white from gripping the counter so hard. Right now I was trying to calm myself down. I have a thing for getting super pissed off then blacking out the whole time I “rage” out, according to the boys and Crimson.
“Whatever slut”. What…what did he just say? I know he did not say that to me. I KNOW he didn’t call me the one name I couldn’t stand. I was already on the verge on losing it. He was only making me worse. At this point my breathing was uneven, the tears were clouding my vision, and I felt like my nails would fall off if I kept digging them into the dresser.
“You can keep telling that stupid little lie all you want Hunter, but everyone knows you’re a slut. Everyone knows you sleep with guys in the school. Everyone knows you fucked half of the football team and guess what? They all said you were shit. So how about you stop lying to yourself and just own it that you’re a big narcissistic slut.”
I could feel myself shaking at no end. I could feel my heart shattering into pieces. I felt like I got stab all over my body. I tried so hard not to let what he said get the best of me but it hurt. What he said hurt and I couldn’t hold it on anymore. I didn’t want to slip into a state of angry oblivion. The last time I did, I really hurt someone. I don’t know if I was capable of doing it to someone again, doesn’t matter who it is. The last thing I remember was coming towards him.
Notes
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