Roses & Wallflowers

My hand went to my mouth and I started to sob. This can’t be happening. Why did any of this have to happen to me?

“Haize?! Haize where are you?!” Luke came running into the room and she stopped when she saw me. “What the hell just happened?”

I looked back at Julian and he walked up to me. “Well Haize. Maybe you learned your lesson. Don’t mess with a boy like Harry, and start loving boys like me.” Then I punched him in the face and he looked at me with disbelief. He shook his head, and he left the party.

“Are you going to tell me what’s going on?” Luke walked up to me and I started to cry harder. She pulled me into her arms and started to rub my back. “Haize crying is not going to make it any better. Now suck it up and tell me what happened.”

“I ruined my chances.” I sighed, biting my lip.

“Oh God honey. It will be okay. Julian is a jerk anyways.” She smiled and we went back to the party.

When I went back to school the next day, I tried not to make any eye contact with Julian. I did not want to see him, or talk to him. Because he would only piss me off, again.

But of course he had to make eye contact with me. “Hey that was quite a kiss we shared last night.” He said when I walked into first period, and everybody looked at me.

“To you.” I said and then many ‘oohs’ came from the back of the room.

“Well listen here honey. I think the time we spent on the bed was pretty grand too.” My blood boiled and I looked at him, and he was smirking.

“Ooh. The nerd lost her virginity to a player.” Player?

I crossed my arms and said, “What else have you lied to me about Julian? Or if that’s even your real name.”

“That is my real name. First off, I hate science, I suck at english. I have way to many people that have a crush on me, um I am a bully. I want your first time, and I am not a nerd. I’m probably one of the biggest players in the school besides that low-life Harry Styles. Would you like to know more honey?”

Tears filled my eyes and I ran a hand through my hair. “I can’t believe everything was a lie. Julian, I trusted you.”

“Yeah, well it’s okay honey. Everyone gets lied to. Even I do. And I do something about it. But you won’t. Right?” I shook my head and he smiled. “Good. I wouldn’t want to hurt little prince Harry of yours, now would I?”

I wiped at my eyes and shook my head, sitting down in my seat.

I didn’t talk to anyone else until it was lunch time. I was getting my food, and then I saw Harry leaning up against the wall, talking to Mason and Nate.

“Mason!” I yelled, and he looked at me and smiled.

He went to walk up to me, but Harry grabbed his arm and shook his head. But Mason didn’t listen and walked up to me anyways.

“What is going on with you two?” Mason asked when he walked up to me.

“Luke didn’t tell you?” I asked and he looked down.

“I’m pretty sure Luke won’t be talking to me anymore. She blamed me for Harry walking away or some-” He stopped when he realized what had happened. “What did he do? Or what did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything. It was Julian.” I said and Mason fisted his hands. “He kissed me in front of Harry when he walked into my room.”

“I’ll kill him.” Mason said and I shook my head. “But he hurt you, and he hurt my best mate. And he made me lose Luke.”

I sighed and was about to say something, but Harry walked up to us and said, “Mason it’s time to go.”

Then he looked at me and shook his head before walking away and hitting me with his shoulder. I let out a deep breath and sat down at a table, Patrick immediately sitting down in front of me.

“What was that?” He asked and I shook my head.

“Clearly it was nothing to him.” I sighed again and rested my forehead in my hands.

Then 7th period came and I couldn’t even bare to look up from my feet. And I wasn’t planning to either. But apparently my plans changed and I looked up to see if Harry was in his seat, and he was.

I stood there for a minute, debating if I should even say anything. I went to open my mouth, but Harry stood up from his desk and balled up a piece of paper. When he walked past me, his shoulder hit mine again and I used the desk beside me to keep my balance.

When he was walking back, he kicked my foot out from under me and I landed in the desk, painfully.

I growled and turned around, listening to the teacher teach. For the first time in two weeks, I actually did my work.

I didn’t know what to make of this day, and I didn’t want to leave the classroom without saying something to Harry. But what would I even say?

“Harry!” I said when the bell rang, and for some reason he quickly ran out of the classroom and to the parking lot.

I followed after him and when I walked outside, I saw a huge crowd gathered around in one section of the parking lot. I think the whole school might have been gathered. But then I saw Harry push people out of the way and walk to the middle of it, so I braced myself and ran towards the crowded group.

By the time I was half way there, I heard a few people scream and some people stepped back. Oh God, what did he do now?

I pushed my way through the crowd and stopped at what I saw. My hands went to my mouth, and tears filled my eyes.

Harry was hovering over a passed out Mason, and Julian was standing there, terrified. Harry moved to the other side of Mason when he woke up, and Mason’s hands immediately went to his bloody side and I gasped again.

Then Julian’s terror turned to anger and he pulled a knife back out of his pocket.

“No!” I yelled, tackling Julian to the ground.

Then he looked at me and smirked, “This isn’t what I meant by your first time, but maybe this could work.”

I growled and picked him up from the ground, shoving him away. “You leave! No one wants you here anymore!” I yelled and he smiled. “Leave!”

He pointed at me, “This isn’t over Jones. I will get you.” Then he walked away and jogged to his car.

I walked backwards and when I turned around Harry walked up to me and grabbed my by my shirt.

“He’s dead Haize.” He rasped, tears flooding his eyes as he brought me closer to him. “And it’s your fault. I never expected your actions to kill someone, if anything I thought mine would. But it’s your fault that my best friend is dead,” I started to cry and he put his hand on my jaw and pulled me closer to him. “And for that you deserve to burn in hell.” Then he threw me to the ground and walked away.

Notes

Please tell me if this is even worth another update :) -K. xx