Chris's POV

I ran. I ran to the football field, and as soon as I spotted the girl, I grabbed her and I dragged her into a storage closet.

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Amy's POV

"Chris, let go of me!" I screamed. We were in a storage closet, and his grip on my arm was unbearable. His nails were digging into my skin.

"No, not until I know the truth," he growled. Then his face softened, and I saw his eyes water. 

"Chrissy Bear, what's wrong?" I asked, wiping the tear on his cheek. He backed away until he hit the wall.

"You're cheating on me, aren't you?" he whispered. My jaw dropped.

"Why would I do that, babe? You are--" I stopped as he shook his head.

"Please don't lie to me," Chris murmured. I sighed in defeat. What am I supposed to do?

"Technically, I didn't cheat on you. Yes, I kissed Matt two time, but--"

"Stop, Amy. The deal is this: the first time you kissed him, you hurt Katie's feelings. Then, you kissed him again, and you hurt Sammie's feelings. Why would you do that?"

"I . . . I didn't want to lose you, OK? You became obsessed with that girl, just because she gave you your football. She has changed you," I said angrily. 

"Maybe that football is what changed me. But it changed me for the better, alright? We're done, Amy," Chris whispered. Then he left me in the closet, crying to myself quietly.