”Sarah, I’m okay” Harry started, but didn’t manage to continue as I broke him off.
“No, you’re not” I said as another tear streamed down my cheek. I had feelings of guilt, but also anger. I turned around and started to walk towards Mark. It looked like he’d managed to calm himself down.

He was bleeding from his nose and also had a bleeding scar on his face. I guess Harry’s pretty strong as well. Although I’m not amazed since he’s really fit.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I shouted with anger in my voice.
“What is wrong with me?” he said as if I’d said something wrong. That’s it. I can’t take it anymore.
I slapped him the hardest I could out of all of my anger.
“Woow…” I heard Liam mumble behind Mark.

“Mark, we’re over!” I said as I emphasized every word.
“Sarah, I don’t want you to leave me” he sounded hurt.
“Yeah, you’ve definitely made that clear since you won’t leave me alone!” I snapped back, angry and frustrated. I haven’t got anything left to say, so I turned around to face Harry.
I heard Mark shouting my name from behind.

“I think you should leave” I heard Liam saying to Mark behind me, but it didn’t stop Mark since he tried to get my attention by shouting my name once more.

“Now!” I heard Liam continued.

“Ugh, fuck you all!” I heard Mark shouting while I heard footsteps fading away. I turned around to see that Mark was heading towards his car, leaving. I mouthed “Thank you” to Liam as I then turned around towards Harry once more.

He quickly dragged me into a hug, and I hugged him back. Tightly.

It didn’t last long until I tried to release myself looking into his green eyes. His whole face-expression was blank.
“I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry…” I stammered whispering.
“It’s okay, really, Sarah” he said, like he really meant it. He looked to the ground, and mumbled something inaudible as he then he slightly pushed me away to get space enough to walk away.
What?

I freezed and I felt how my hands were shaking. Why did he walk away from me like that? Oh my God, what have I done?

“Sarah, what was that?” I heard Liam say from behind. I heard footsteps coming closer.

I turned around. “Liam…” I started off, but couldn’t take it. My tears started to stream down my face once again and I started sobbing, but this more because of a whole other reason.

Harry had found out about Mark, and though I told Mark I didn’t want to be together with him for a long time ago, we still hadn’t had a proper break-up. This whole thing made it look like I was cheating on Mark with Harry. Which wasn’t true, right?

But how was Harry supposed to know about that? He heard everything, and if I was in his position, I would’ve thought the very same thing; that I was cheating.

The worst part of it all; Harry hadn’t even heard about Mark. It was like a stranger all of a sudden said that his… um… date, was actually the strangers girlfriend. Ugh, I’m a sucky explainer, but you get what I’m trying to say.

Liam pulled me into a tight hug. I hadn’t realized that the other students had left since the whole fighting-thing was over a long time ago.

“I’m so sorry… It all went so wrong” I stammered, pulling Liam even tighter.
He tried to calm me down while he was stroking my hair.

Once I managed breathe properly, the words begun to fly out of my mouth. All of a sudden I was telling him about this whole story. About all the times I founded out that Mark had been cheating on me, all the times I had told him to stay away from me, all about today… I was talking so much I didn’t even know what I was saying anymore.
“Okay, so if I get this whole thing right. You were still together with Mark during prom-night when Harry kissed you? And you didn’t tell him?” he said, trying to make it clear to me that what I had done was really wrong. I nodded as an answer.
Oh my god, I’m such a bad person. Harry deserves someone better than me.

“You should’ve told him. He deserved to know” he whispered as he continued stroking my hair. I think he actually realized how guilty I felt.
“I know, I know… He hates me. I hate myse-“ I was confessing until Liam broke me off.
“Don’t say that. He doesn’t hate you. He just needs… his space to think. I mean, if I was in his situation I’d love to have a couple of days of thinking. You know what I mean?” he said as he tried to make me understand. I nodded. Because I understood exactly what he meant.

He needed space. Away from me. Because I’ve messed this up. Big time.

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