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May POV

Adam had to drag my out of bed to go to school.

I just want to curl up into a small ball and die. I'm just so conflicted and unable to think.

"May, do you want breakfast?" Ellie asks while standing in the kitchen.

"No, I'm uh good." I run my fingers through my hair. "I'll be at school." I meet Adam by the front door.

"Today will be a good day." Adam assures me.

I bet it won't.

***

Adam and I enter the school with everyone balling out laughing in the hallway.

Oh god.

Their attention faces me and Adam squeezes my shoulder. I glance to my locker and see the words

U thought written in red. My inside burn and I feel even more shitty. Tara and her group of friends walk over to me.

Can I die now or..?

"Hey May." Tara says with a smug smile.

"Hi." I mutter.

"If you're just here to mock her, you can go." Adam buts in. Tara's eyebrow raises.

"C'mon. It's funny. She thought Harry actually liked her." I bite down on my lip.

"Did he say to you personally May is nothing?" She remains silent. "My point. So you can your spider legs can walk the fuck back to the slut store where your legs are open 24/7."

"Awe, look. May's new boyfriend is protecting her." Her friends laugh.

"Yes. Boy, friend. I'm her friend that is a boy. That was really funny for someone in general classes." His eyes look to her friends that laughed. "Anything else?"

Tara doesn't say anything. She just glares at me. "See you in gym." Then she walks away.

"You're skipping gym." Adam says to me. I don't say anything. I just walk beside him as he walks to his locker.

"Watch me get called down to the office for writing on my locker again."

"They can suck my fucking dick if they do." Adam growls.

The thing that catches everyone's attention is something being slammed into a locker, multiple times.

Adam and I look over and my heart drops.

Harry POV {5 minutes ago}

"Dylan, do you have my folder?" I ask him tiredly while standing beside his locker.

"No, ask May." My insides heat.

"She's not in any of my core classes so," his eyes burn on me. "What's your issue?" I ask. I just want to know where the hell my folder is. I have all of my homework in there.

"Nothing." Dylan closed his locker. "I just didn't know you would be fucking May out of all people." I bite down on my jaw

"I'm not fucking May, Dylan." I spit.

"Then what? The cats out of the bag about you guys. So, what was it exactly? A relationship?"

"Yes. It was." I say. Dylan laughs. "What's funny about that?" I ask, my voice becoming tense.

"Did she stutter while sucking your dick?" Before I know if I swing my fist across his face making him go back into his locker.

I surprised myself actually.

Dylan pushes me back and I shove him into his locker. His head hits the metal first. My hands grip onto his shirt. "What? She wasn't an easy screw? I want to know these things man for my turn." I knee him in his balls hardly making him fall to the ground yelling. Dylan holds onto his crotch I kick his chest harshly making him groan loudly.

Soon a teacher comes by and pushes me away from him. I roll my eyes at now they come. I look over the teachers shoulder and see May looking at me. My eyes soften at her.

All I hear is "go to the office". And I walk away. Sadie appears and so does Karen at the opposite side.

"What the fuck was that?" Sadie snaps.

"He said stuff that I don't want to repeat."

"You can lose your scholarship to WSU if you get suspended."

"I'll still get in."

"Harry, don't act out." Sadie's eyes burn on me.

"I will if I need too." I walk to the office and ignore Karen telling me to wait up.

She steps in front of me eventually and I stare at her. "What?" I growl.

"What was that about?" I brush past her. "Harry-"

"Karen, leave me the fuck alone." I growl harshly. She remains quiet and I walk to the office.

May POV

I skipped gym.

Some girl name Jenna said that was a safe bet because she over heard things Tara was saying to her friends.

I'm in art now. I sit in my usual seat. That annoying prick, Brad sits beside me with a smirk.

"I don't want to assume anything but," Brad clears his throat. "I heard you're giving it out now." I feel my heart drop and my palms become sweaty. The girls behind us chuckle. "You free after school?"

"Please don't talk to me."

"C'mon May. You screwed Harry out of all people, why can't you do me? I'll do all the work." I stiffen and the girls behind us giggle again.

"Brad." A deep voice comments. I look up and see Harry standing behind the easel. "Move."

"What?" He looks to Harry with an amused smile. "I'm just chatting with May here. You guys know each other, right?" The people around us laugh.

"Move your seat." Harry says.

"Why? Is there an issue."

"Brad, just move your seat."

"Or what?" He asks, crossing his arms. "You'll hit me?"

"You caught on."

"C'mon Harry. We used to share girls."

"Is this your painting?"

"Yeah why?" Harry takes it and and smashes it against the sharp edge of the easel. He puts it back down and smiles.

"Looks better now."

"Dude, really?"

"Dude, move your seat or your head will be the thing smashed against there." Brad stands up and moves, finally. I look back to my stand and bite my lip.

Harry looks at me quickly then sits down back at his seat. I close my eyes.

A part of me is thankful that he made Brad leave. The other part makes me sick because of the fact I feel like what between us was and wasn't a lie.

I want to believe Harry, I do. I want to take his word that he stopped it before we were dating. It's just the fact that the only reason why he even wanted to talk to me was for win 200 dollars. But is everything a lie? Or only the beginning of our friendship? I don't know anymore.

I gulp down my nerves and zone back into reality where my teacher is talking. I glance to Harry who is looking at me. His eyes soften at me and he looks into my eyes. We stay like this for a while, just looking at each other.

A://N

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