Shadowbrook

I couldn't believe my own eyes, there Harry was, kissing another girl on his motorcycle. The bell has just rung, and everyone was going home but I stayed behind to grade papers and Harry, who probably had detention, had stayed too, and now he was on his motorcycle lips locked with some blonde hussie!

I walked over to him. "Hey, what's going on here?" I asked. Don't tell anyone this but Harry was my first sort-of boyfriend and we had gone on a few dates, and I didn't know whether or not that meant we were dating, but I knew that even if you were seeing someone, you didn't just up and kiss someone else, right?

"What's it to you?" Harry asked as the girl's lips traveled up and down is neck. His pink lips were kiss swollen and his hair was ruffled though there was something in his eyes, something I couldn't decipher.

I rolled my eyes. "I thought you were, you know, occupied."

"Well I guess that's one thing you know about me that I didn't know about you." He snapped and my mouth dropped.

"Harry, you still won't let me explain-"

"You're not my girlfriend." He snapped. "What I do with any other girl is none of your business. So back off."

He revved his motorcycle and before I could say anything else, he took off, leaving me there open-mouthed.

Fine, I would back off.

From now on I would have nothing to do with him or Liam.



I had managed to avoid them for a few days, and my mom tried to make me hang out with Liam but I just faked sick. Harry called a few times, but I had a bug, remember? But today she forced me to go back to school when she found out I was faking it.

I hadn't seen Liam or Harry all day and I thought I wouldn't have to until the fight. Harry was bragging about some fight he was going to get into and this is what happened when I tried to talk to him.

Me: Who are you fighting? The teachers already don't like you, don't get yourself into anymore trouble-

Harry: And don't tell me what to do. Now fuck off.

A hurt look had flashed across my face and I had walked off, feeling his green eyes on me.

But when someone ran by screaming, "Harry's fighting some kid who lives near Whitewood!" I knew I had to stop him.

The blonde girl was there, cheering Harry on while he looked pissed. I had to strain my ears to hear who was speaking to him, and my heart dropped when I did. The voice was so familiar, it stood out more than anyone's. It was Liam's.

"....kissed her." He was saying. "And she kissed me back. She wanted me, more than she does you, Faggot Curls."

The color drained from my face and my feet pushed forward but harry tacked Liam to the ground, punching him but Liam managed to throw him off and get on top of him, giving some punches of his own and before I knew it, my hands closed around Liam's bicep.

"Liam, stop!" I screamed. "Liam!"

"Get off me!" He yelled back, ducking a punch from Harry. "Jamie, get back!"

"No, stop it right now!" I screamed. "Get off him!"

He spun on me with a look so vicious my heart stopped. "I SAID GET BACK!" He screamed, grabbing my arms and shaking me so harshly my teeth chattered.

People gasped throughout the crowd and one boy, holding a skateboard, stepped forward but his friend pulled him back. Harry, his nose bleeding was still laying on the ground, was propped up on his elbows and he looked furious.

Liam looked horrified, with the same expression from the car. "Jamie," He whispered, his grip on my arms starting to hurt now. "I'm so-"

I burst out crying, tears streaming down my face. "Just go! Just go home, Liam!" I looked away from him. "Please."

He let go of me and got into his car, pulling away.

"Jamie." Harry tried but I wasn't happy with him either. "He told me everything and I-"

"And you what?" I hissed. "Think you can have me now because I'm not a cheating bitch? It's a shame he had to tell you because you wouldn't believe me."

I spun and ran down the street to get away from everything.



When I got home Liam was sitting on my porch and when he saw me walking up he stood abruptly.

"Jamie." He said, his voice colored with relief. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to..." His voice broke off when he saw the red rings around my arms where he held me oh so tightly. "God, I hate myself so much right now."

"Good, because I do too." I snapped.

"Let me apologize." He said sharply. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I just told Harry everything. Doesn't that mean anything?"

"And you fought him too?" I asked in astonishment. "Are you trying to get me to hate you? Because I assure you it's working, Liam."

He shook his head, letting out an exasperated sigh. "He started it."

"That is so immature of you. And you're supposed to be what? Eighteen?" I laughed humorlessly.

"No!" He buried his head in his hands. "It's just...how do I say this right?"

"GET IT OUT!" I screamed and he stormed into his house, making me scream in my own frustration.

At that moment, I wished I had never met Liam so I could be with Harry and be happy.

An emotion that wasn't all that familiar to me at the moment.

Notes

Expect an update later today!