A week had passed. I told Zayn I didn't want to be an "official" couple. At least not yet. I wasn't sure exactly what I wanted right now, but I wanted a homecoming date. The game was four days away and the dance was only five days away. I was sure Zayn or Harry would have asked me by now, but neither did and time was running out.
It was Monday and I was walking to lunch by myself.
"Hallie!! HALLIE! Wait!" I heard someone calling my name, and turned around only to find out it was my slimy ex, Jack.
"What?" I asked, trying to hide the hatred in my voice.
"Hallie, I know I messed up and I really want to make it up to you." Jack started, out of no where came two of his frends, I used to talk to them a lot when we were still together. They each holding a poster board. Oh no. "Hallie..." they flipped the signs over and my fears were confirmed. Jack got on one knee, propsal style and held out a corsage. "Will you go to homecoming with me?" I looked at Jack, and the signs, and then right at the not-so-perfect moment Harry and Zayn turned the corner and where pulled out of their conversation by the scene unfolding. I felt the pressure from the crowd that had gathered around us.
"Yes," I finally said. I heard cheering as Jack put the corsage on my arm and pulled me into a hug.
Maybe I wasn't in love with Hallie. Maybe it was a crush, because that's how I was feeling after she agreed to go to homecoming with her ex. Crushed. Zayn and I were just disscussing who could ask her to homecomeing when we walked in on that scene. Well, arguing more than disscussing but that's beside the point. Our lunch table was ackwardly quiet that day. Hallie ended up eating with Jack (jerk) and everyone wsa trying to hide the fact that we were all watching them. I just want this to end. I just want to know what goes through her head when someone says my name, and I want to know if she could, would, will, did feel the same way for me as I do or her. And if not, I want to stop loving her so much when it hurts so bad.