Unrequited Love
2
Alessa’s POV
The bell rang and everyone rushed through the door to get out of this boring class. I slowly started packing my stuff I needed for the lesson in my back pack. I got up, leaving my seat, heading to the door until someone bumped into me.
“Don’t you know how to fucking walk?" I shouted as I turned around, wanting to see that person who caused it. I froze and my heart started beating as fast as it could. Harry looked at me with sorry eyes, wanting to apologize but I walked off.
Im sorry.” As his raspy voice spoke, giving me shivers. I ignored his apology as I departed after the moment I’m out of the class, cursing at myself. Why didn’t I say anything? Even a simple “no worries?” Idiot, idiot, idiot.
“Alessa, you idiot! You had the chance to speak to him after so long but you just fucked it up. Why do you always push people away?” A voice in my head kept repeatedly, saying the same thing over and over again.
I just hate being emotional when it comes to him when I know everything I’m doing is wrong and only hurting myself.
I see Isabelle walking inside the class and seconds later, holding Harry’s hand entwining in hers. He gives her most amazing look, smiling at her then kissing her lips passionately as I watch him, in riddles. Why can’t he look at me like that? Tears forming about to land on my face, as I quickly wiped it off.
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“Alessa!” Tori called out my name, as she was heading my way.
“Hey.” I half smiled, giving her a hug.
“You know there’s a new guy coming to our school?” she questioned me, having a smirk on her face.
“Really?” I acted like I was interested in her conversation when my mind is on about Harry, as always.
“I heard he’s pretty cute.” She giggled, and she slightly pushed me.
“You crazy girl.” I sighed, smiling at her.
-
“Tori, im going to English, alright? I hugged her, as she just nodded.
-
I went inside the class, patiently waiting for the teacher to come and just already start the lesson.
The teacher walked in and apologized for being late. He was about to start the lesson until someone knocked the door, as everyone got distracted, except me.
“Sorry I’m late, Sir” That voiced echoed in my ears, knowing who’s voice that exactly is.
“Go seat down” The teacher demanded, glaring at him.
He was about to sit next to his friend, until the teacher interrupted him saying,
“No, not there.” He looked at him, then looking for another seat Harry could sit.
“Ah there, next to Miss Evans.” The teacher pointed at my table. My heart skipped a beat, as I heard my name. “Argh, why does he have to be in my all of my classes?” I spoke to myself, under my breathe hoping no one heard it.
He slowly made his way to my table, without saying a word.
-
“Alessa, can you come here?” the teacher called out my name, as I saw him from my left eye, Harry looking at me. Not having a clue I could see him staring.
“Yes, Sir?” I politely spoke to him, smiling.
“Alessa, there’s a new guy coming to our school tomorrow and I want you to help him around so he can feel welcomed.”
“Sure.” I smiled at him widely, as I saw Harry eavesdropping my conversation with the teacher.
“Thank you Alessa, your kind hearted.” He smiled, as I did a (no problem) face and then returning to my seat.
The bell rang and everyone rushed through the door to get out of this boring class. I slowly started packing my stuff I needed for the lesson in my back pack. I got up, leaving my seat, heading to the door until someone bumped into me.
“Don’t you know how to fucking walk?" I shouted as I turned around, wanting to see that person who caused it. I froze and my heart started beating as fast as it could. Harry looked at me with sorry eyes, wanting to apologize but I walked off.
Im sorry.” As his raspy voice spoke, giving me shivers. I ignored his apology as I departed after the moment I’m out of the class, cursing at myself. Why didn’t I say anything? Even a simple “no worries?” Idiot, idiot, idiot.
“Alessa, you idiot! You had the chance to speak to him after so long but you just fucked it up. Why do you always push people away?” A voice in my head kept repeatedly, saying the same thing over and over again.
I just hate being emotional when it comes to him when I know everything I’m doing is wrong and only hurting myself.
I see Isabelle walking inside the class and seconds later, holding Harry’s hand entwining in hers. He gives her most amazing look, smiling at her then kissing her lips passionately as I watch him, in riddles. Why can’t he look at me like that? Tears forming about to land on my face, as I quickly wiped it off.
-
“Alessa!” Tori called out my name, as she was heading my way.
“Hey.” I half smiled, giving her a hug.
“You know there’s a new guy coming to our school?” she questioned me, having a smirk on her face.
“Really?” I acted like I was interested in her conversation when my mind is on about Harry, as always.
“I heard he’s pretty cute.” She giggled, and she slightly pushed me.
“You crazy girl.” I sighed, smiling at her.
-
“Tori, im going to English, alright? I hugged her, as she just nodded.
-
I went inside the class, patiently waiting for the teacher to come and just already start the lesson.
The teacher walked in and apologized for being late. He was about to start the lesson until someone knocked the door, as everyone got distracted, except me.
“Sorry I’m late, Sir” That voiced echoed in my ears, knowing who’s voice that exactly is.
“Go seat down” The teacher demanded, glaring at him.
He was about to sit next to his friend, until the teacher interrupted him saying,
“No, not there.” He looked at him, then looking for another seat Harry could sit.
“Ah there, next to Miss Evans.” The teacher pointed at my table. My heart skipped a beat, as I heard my name. “Argh, why does he have to be in my all of my classes?” I spoke to myself, under my breathe hoping no one heard it.
He slowly made his way to my table, without saying a word.
-
“Alessa, can you come here?” the teacher called out my name, as I saw him from my left eye, Harry looking at me. Not having a clue I could see him staring.
“Yes, Sir?” I politely spoke to him, smiling.
“Alessa, there’s a new guy coming to our school tomorrow and I want you to help him around so he can feel welcomed.”
“Sure.” I smiled at him widely, as I saw Harry eavesdropping my conversation with the teacher.
“Thank you Alessa, your kind hearted.” He smiled, as I did a (no problem) face and then returning to my seat.
Notes
Hey guys ! who do you think is gonna be the new guy?please comment for your feed backs! thanks <3
10/9/13