~ Harry's POV ~

I walk out of the acoustic room, still shaky of observing her talents. She is an amazing singer I have to admit, and has a great body, but me, liking her? No way. I have a reputation here, and that is Im a fuck an chuck kinda guy, and everyone knows that. I wouldn't ruin that popularity for some lonely girl.

I walk down the hall, sending multiple winks out to any hot girls I see. There aren't many of them, considering Ive almost slept with them all. I heard that one girls mom found out about it, and was sent to military school. Most of the embarrassed girls switch schools, or some stay if they are wanting the popularity of sleeping with me.

Its like Im a toy to them, just like they are a toy to me. It's like a bored game, where I always clear and end up winning, making the loser upset. The only person that Im surprised about, Is Olivia. She's still the same insecure girl I slept with at band camp.

I can't help but feel just a tiny bad for her, but I don't regret what I did. Lets just say, she was good. End it with that.

I push my way through the cafeteria, and I receive stares from all around the whole place. glares from some of the girls that Ive used friends, flirting faces from the needy girls, and none from all the people who avoid me. Those are the girls I go for.

I prove them that falling for me, isn't all that bad, until I break their hearts. They need to feel the pain that comes with love, which is how I am not upset about this.

I've learned the hard way, and so can they.

I take a seat next to on of my best mates, Louis, who is having a conversation with Brett across the table.

I sigh heavily, as I sit there with nothing to do.

BOREDOM SUCKS ASS.

A blonde bimbo winks at me from the table directly next to us, and I send a wink back, but a little disgusted at how she looks.

Fake. Like a Barbie doll. Needy. Like a Barbie doll. Rich. Like a Barbie doll.

I don't like those types, they gross me out just a smidge. I mean, just be yourself. Not some slut.

Then it goes back to Isabel. She is probably the biggest slut at this school, which is why Im with her.

My reputation.

Im not actually with her, she's just my little slut for the next month until I find another insecure girl to shag.

Its actually a little sad how my life has become, but I don't regret one thing that Ive done. It's not just for my good, but it's for their owns also.

I hear the cafeteria doors swing open, then close again. Liv and Lacy walk in, and they look like they have been crying. Especially Liv. I wonder who pissed in her Cheerios.

Wait, it was me.

~ Lacy's POV ~

I allow Liv to cry on my shoulder, for I would be doing the same if I was in her shoes.

I only wonder, why she would do this to herself. She knew who Harry was, she knew his games, everyone knew his games. Yet she got herself on the position of being 15 and pregnant with some guy that doesn't even love you for you.

At least if you have sex, wear a condom! Nobody can be that stupid! It's like she was wanting this to happen.

Like she was trying to get herself pregnant, just for sympathy.

No. no. no. what am I saying? Im turning against my own best friend, out of jealousy! How could I?

But she knew I had a huge crush on Harry, didn't she? Everyone does. Maybe she was trying to piss me off, or maybe she is pretending to do all of this to loose me as a friend?

I honestly don't know what Im even talking about. Im just being a jealous bitch.

Unless it's true.

Notes

I updated this book, and I wasn't even going to haha, but it was my turn, and it's been 16 days, plus this is my first update to this book! I may not update often bc I can barely keep up with the ones on my own, but I will try my best.

I WILL LABEL ALL OF MY CHAPTERS WITH THE HEARTS, AND HOLY DIMPLES WILL JUST BE NORMAL

This is just so you know who's chapter is whose.

Well, you can go read my other books on my account (:

Dont give me hate though, I at least try.

I LOVE YOU ALL ☺❤

{ Btw, I will be updating Help me tomorrow for sure, since it's been a month since an update }

~ Cupcake Harry ❤