As we pulled into my usual parking spot, I noticed Brooke and El sitting on the back of Brooke's car as usual. I hop out of Harry's car and walk to the back, where he's waiting for me. I take his extended hand and lead him towards Brooke's car. None of the boys are there, so I don't care if Harry's with me. Brooke's back is to me, but El's eyes go wide and she stops talking as she sees me with Harry. She whispers something to Brooke who turns to see us as well. They both start giggling as we get closer.

"Subtle, guys," I say, smiling at them. I lean against the back of Brooke's car, still holding on to Harry's hand. I could feel him watching me. I didn't look back though, I like that he was watching me.

Brooke looked back and forth between us a few times before speaking. "So, Lana. How was your night?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. I laugh and look at Harry, who's still staring at me. He lifts our intertwined fingers and kisses the back of my hand. Brooke and El look at each other and start giggling. Harry chuckles at them and kisses my cheek. "I have to go talk to our English lit teacher before class. I'll see you there?" He says, starting to back away. I nod and he winks at me, turning to go inside. I just watch him walk away.

"Earth to Lana! Holy shit, girl, what happened last night?" El squeals as Brooke pulls me down to sit between them.

I start giggling and tell them the story, telling them about when I went to his house, how we kissed, and how Anne and Robin walked in. I told them about the whole evening and this morning. They sat silently smiling through the whole thing, waiting for me to finish. When I was they both hugged me and started gushing about how cute we looked and things like that. Suddenly Louis jogged up and planted a kiss on Eleanor's cheek.

"Morning, beautiful," he said, brushing some hair behind her ear. She blushed and looked down. Eleanor wasn't the most confident person, but I had no idea why. She was absolutely gorgeous, not to mention kind, caring, and smart. Louis noticed this act and lifter her face up and kissed her on the mouth. As he stood up and started walking away he said "You don't know you're beautiful, do you?"

This sent the three of us into another fit of squeals and girlish giggling.

"How adorable are you two!" I say to El, hugging her. Brooke stands up, and goes to close the trunk door since it's almost time for class. We walk arm in arm up to the building and into our english lit class. As promised, Harry was already there, sitting where we sat two days ago. I take my seat next to him and he rests his arm on the back of my chair, turning to me.

"Did I give you enough time to talk about me?" He said, smiling at me.

I stare at him, mouth slightly open. I narrow my eyes at him. "You didn't have to talk to Ms. Alman did you?"

He shook his head. "When your friends started staring and giggling like little girls, I assumed they'd want to discuss some things with you." He turned and faced the front of the room, keeping his arm on the back of my chair. I stared at him for a moment and shook my head. Where did this boy come from?

After class El and Brooke scurried off to the library for our free period, saying they'd meet me there. I walked out with Harry behind me. We walked together to my locker, laughing and joking around. He leaned on shoulder against the lockers while I put in my combination. He started running his fingers up and down my arm, making me loose concentration.

"Harry, I'm trying to open my locker." He didn't say anything, he just moved closer to me.

"And?" He asked coolly. I could feel his warm breath against my cheek.

"And I can't remember the combination when you do that." I explained, feeling my cheeks turn a slight shade of red. He chuckled when he saw and stroked my cheek.

"I like that I can make you blush," He said. he leaned in, kissed my forehead and started walking to his next class. As he passed behind me he lightly squeezed my ass, making me jump and squeal a little. I could hear him laughing as he walked down the hall. I watched him turn the corner, and when he was out of sight, I saw josh standing at the end of the hall. Staring.
I turned back to my lock, trying to open it again, hoping Josh wouldn't try to talk to me about what just happened. I went as fast as I could, but made another mistake and started over. I couldn't move my fingers fast enough.

"Lana, can we talk?"

I turn to see Josh walking up to me. He knows I have a free period, so I have no excuse. "Sure," I say quietly, not looking him in the eye.

"Can we go outside? It's not cold today."

I nod and put my stuff in my locker, taking my phone and putting it in my back pocket. I follow him down the hall and out the doors. It's actually sunny today. How peculiar. He walks over and sits down on the bench about fifteen feet from the doors. I follow and sit down, leaving a small space between us. I waited for Josh to talk first, not sure what this was going to be about. He didn't say anything; he just leaned forward with his elbows on his knees and put his face in his hands. He was breathing heavy, obviously trying to calm himself. I put my hand on his back gently, trying to calm him down. After about five minutes he suddenly stood up, pacing in front of me.

"Josh? What is the matter?"

He spun to face me. "Are you seriously going to ask me that, Lana? That douchebag is all over you in the hallway and you are asking me what's wrong? Give me a fucking break. You're a smart girl. Figure it out."

He turned and kicked a trash can over, making me flinch. I'd never seen him this way. He took a few deeps breaths before sitting back down beside me. I had no idea to what to do or say.

"Please tell me you didn't sleep with him after the party," he said, closing his eyes. "Please."

"Is that a serious question?" I ask, shocked he thought I would do something like that. "You know me better than that, Josh. You know I wouldn't do something like that."

He just nodded, not looking at me. We sat in silence for a few more minutes, not looking at each other. After a while he looked at me. "I didn't realize you were serious this time."

I closed my eyes. It broke my heart to have to basically break up with him again. Josh and I had gone back and forth so many times, though. I could understand him thinking this wasn't anything different. "Yea. I was. I am. Us being together is...it's not good for either of us. You must see that, Josh. We don't work."

"No, Lan. I don't see it. I think we were amazing together. We have so much in common. I've known you since the day you came here and I've loved you every day since. How can you say that we aren't meant to be?"

I felt a lump rise in my throat. "Josh," I whisper, "I will always care about you. But you hurt me. You cheated on me. We lied to each other so much. How can you say that's meant to be?" I ask as all the memories come flooding back to me. "We aren't good for each other. We were just kids when we started dating and we've grown apart."

He shook his head, not accepting my words. I feel the tears start to fall and I quickly wipe them away. This was hard enough the first time. Now I'd actually let him go and he was trying to pull me back. It wasn't fair. I got up and started to head back inside when he ran to block my path.

"You can't date him, Lana. He's not good for you."

I stared at him as I absorbed his words. Now I was mad. "Josh, who do you think you are? You don't control what I do anymore, sorry to tell you. And you don't even know him! Who are you to judge? I can take care of myself, thanks." I push past him and as I'm opening the door he shouts one last thing to me.

"Why don't you ask him why he came here then? I bet he hasn't told you that yet." My lack of response is all the answer he needs. I hear him laugh darkly. "He's a lowlife, Lana. Trust me, when you figure that out you'll come back to me." I give him my best evil stare as I walk back into the building. I run to the girls bathroom, checking to see if anyone's in there. When I discover it to be empty I let the tears fall.

When I broke up with Josh the last time, it was the hardest thing I've ever done. In some weird, twisted way, I loved him and I knew he loved me. But it wasn't a good kind of love; it was destructive. It take long for me to look back on the relationship and realize I needed to be done for good. After that I found it fairly easy to get over him. He was obviously having a harder time, but him saying things like that to me only made me feel like going back to what I knew, what was familiar. And that was him. I tried to get myself together and fix my makeup before exiting the bathroom.

I stopped by my locker, getting my books and meeting El and Brooke for whatever was left of my free period. I took my phone out of my pocket and checked the time. Great. I only had 20 minutes. I found the girls at our usual table and sat down without saying anything. They both looked at me, but saw that I was in no mood to talk. Thankfully Brooke didn't push it today. When it was time for third hour, I got up without a word and went back to my locker. I made my way to chemistry without talking to anyone and sat at the back of the class. Louis has this class with me, so I was hoping he wouldn't notice me and sit somewhere else. When he walked in, he walked straight towards me, crushing my hopes for a silent class.

"Hey, Lana! How's El?" he asked, beaming. I couldn't be a bitch to him so I smiled.

"Why don't you text her yourself, you loser." He laughed and nudged me, pulling out his phone. I rolled my eyes. They were way too cute together. Louis was absorbed in his texting, so he didn't talk to me much until we had time to work on homework, which he desperately needed help with after missing half the lecture.

Our lockers were about ten apart, so we went to them and then walked to lunch together. Louis was the funniest person around, so he never failed to put me in a better mood. He had me laughing so hard people were staring as we walked through the halls. We got our food (friday is pizza day, thank goodness!) and sat down at our table. He took the spot next to El, so I sat next to Brooke, across the table from Josh. I could feel him staring at me, but I didn't look at him. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to find Harry sitting in the seat next to mine. His hand trailed down my arm, resting on my thigh.

"How has your day been, ladies?" He asked Brooke and I. She just giggled and nudged me. I laughed and looked at Harry.

"It's a lot better now," I say, smiling at him. I placed my hand on his and squeezed it. He looked at me questioningly, but didn't ask questions. He started eating and he and Brooke quickly got into an argument about who would drive me home, which Brooke inevitably won. I sensed Harry was stubborn, but Brooke was something far more than that. He finally gave in and I poked his cheek, trying to cheer him up. He looked at me and winked, smirking. Then he looked across the table at Josh. Shit, I thought. I refused to look at Josh. I knew he was glaring. Harry turned back to me, gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and said he'd see me later. I nodded as he stood up to leave. Josh watched him walk away until he was out of the cafeteria. As soon as the door shut, he stood and kicked his chair back. Everyone went quiet, staring at him. My mouth hung open. He stormed out, kicking three more chairs over. Kyle ran after him, as did Louis after giving El a kiss. She and Brooke looked at me, asking for an explanation. I just shrugged and went back to my food, feeling everyone stare at me.

I walked out of the cafeteria when it seemed like everyone had gone back to not staring at me. I went to my locker, getting my books for biology and trying to find Harry. I looked in the library, around his locker and walked down the hall before deciding to just wait for him in biology. When I walked in he was already there, sitting in his usual seat. He smiles when I walk in and I sit down next to him, ignoring the glare coming from Mr. Davis.

"Harry what was that?"

He looks at me, expressionless. "What was what?"

I sigh, trying not to get irritated. "You know what, Harry. In the cafeteria? Josh was right there. This is your fourth day here and he already wants to kill you."

Harry rolls his eyes and turns so he's facing me. "I'm not worried about him, love."

"Maybe not, but I am. You knew he was right there and you still acted all flirty and stuff. Just because we aren't together doesn't mean I'm going to flaunt someone else in his face. It hasn't even been two months, Harry. I don't like hurting him."

Harry's eyes darken a little and I see his jaw tighten. He takes a deep breath. "Fine. I'll be sure to make it clear to your bestest friend that you aren't moving on." He turns and faces the front of the room. Just then the bell rings and people start coming in, prohibiting or conversation. Harry ignores me the entire class. When the bell rings I turn to him, but he gets up and storms out. I quickly gather my things and run after him, only to see him storm out of the school and speed away in his car. I'm suddenly very thankful that Brooke said she'd drive me home.

The rest of the day passes very slow. I can't stop thinking about Harry. Was he done with me? I barely talked to El in stats; she saw Harry was missing and knew better than to talk ask me about it. I waited for Brooke by her car after history, wanting more than anything to just go home. She finally came out and got in the car, talking about some guy who flirted with her in her last class. I nodded and listened, but I was distracted.

When we pulled into my driveway she locked the doors, preventing me from going outside.

"Are you going to kidnap me?" I ask, teasing.

"What's going on, Lan? And don't say you're fine because you know I know you aren't. So spill." She sat back, waiting for an explanation.

"Brooke, you do know I can just pull the little stick thing up and unlock the door right?" I ask. She says nothing, so I roll my eyes and explain the situation. "Josh saw me and Harry in the hallway earlier, after first hour. He asked to talk to me, that's why I was so late in the library. It was classic Josh talk, but this time he got really angry. I've never seen him get violent. Then in the caf when Harry got all touchy with me Josh obviously flipped out. Harry knew he was there and I do care about Josh. I don't want to make this harder for him. He thought we would get back together again."

Brooke nods, waiting for me to continue. I do.

"So, when I got to biology I basically told Harry that I don't want to rub Josh's face in the fact that I've moved on and he hasn't. But Harry got all pissed off and wouldn't even look at me. Before I could say anything he stormed out and drove off." I stopped, taking a breath. I looked down at my lap. "What if he's done with me?"

Brooke reached over, taking my hand between both of her own. "Lana, he isn't done with you. From what it sounds like he probably thinks you still have feelings for Josh. He obviously really likes you. Hell, everyone in our school is scared of Josh, no other guy would act like that in front of him. Just talk to him, explain yourself."

I nod, thanking her. She kicks me out of the car with an I-love-you and speeds off, leaving me alone. I look across the street to Harry's house. The range rover is parked out front. He's definitely home.

Notes

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