Remembering Him

Maci and Harry have been friends since they were in their mothers wombs. They did everything and anything together. They were best friends, nothing more. Sixteen years later, they start to date. After Harry goes off to the X Factor, he forgets all about Maci. That leaves her devastated. But at a concert in the America's, Harry thinks he has spot the girl he loved. But is it really her?

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8. Chapter 7

 

(Sorry the last chapter kinda sucked guys. I was in a rush.)       I carried Ronnie up to her room and put her to bed, then walked downstairs. Mum was sitting at the table with her head in her hands.   "I dont know why you two cant try." i told her as i leaned against the counter.   "Im sorry." she whispered.   "No. Sorry's not enough. All Ronnie knows is that you two fight and were never happy. But i knew what you two were like. I knew you were in love. Poor Ronnie will never know what having a real family will feel like." i yelled.   "Do not raise your voice at me Maci Alexa. I tried. I loved him. I'm not the one that cheated. I didn't choose this. I wanted better for you two, i really did. But i was cheated on. I was hurt. Yet you blame me." she snarled.   "You dont think I'm hurt? All you care about is you mum. I,I,I. That's all we ever hear from you. Its never about us. Its always you." i glared at her.   "Honestly your father didn't want Ronnie. He only wanted one kid. He said two was too much. Thats when the fighting started."   "So your telling me that this is all Ronnie's fault? An innocent 5 year old!" i yelled.   "No! God Maci. It was your father who ruined us. Not Ronnie, not me, and not you." she lowered her voice. "Ronnie was a surprise. Your the one who took care of me. That's how i know that your hurting most."   I swallowed back the tears. "Were done here."   I walked up the stairs to my room and went to bed.     ~         My phone buzzed at 7:30. I looked at the caller id.   Hazzzz:)   I slid open my phone and clicked Answer   "What?" i mumbled.   "Do you know what time it is? I have been waiting outside your door for half an hour!"   My eyes flew open and i looked at the clock once again. Its 7:30! Why didn't mom wake me up? Ronnie!   "Shit! Be down in a few." i shut off my phone and ran to Ronnie's room. She was still sleeping.   "Ronnie, wake up and get ready fast. Were late!" she sat up, rubbed her eyes, and hopped off the bed.   I ran back to my room. Pulled on a pair of black sweatpants, a white tank and a blue sweatshirt. I put my hair up in a high bun, brushed my teeth, and ran back to Ronnie's room. She was all ready. I grabbed our backpacks and headed downstairs. I got a pop-tart for Ronnie and opened the door. Running right into Harry.   "Sorry." i said, still holding onto Ronnie's hand.   It was awkward talking to Harry after we, yeah. So we havnt been talking much. It may not be a big thing for him, but it is for me.   "Why didnt your mum wake you up?" he asked.   "We got in a fight last night." i sighed.   "About?"   "Nothing that matters. C'mon were gonna be late." i grabbed his arm.   Once we dropped off Ronnie, Harry practically raced to school. After we parked, we had 5 minutes until bell. We ran up the stairs and went our separate ways. I ran into my class and sat down as everyone stared at me.   "In a little hurry Ms. Bookout?" asked Ms. Deets as she looked through her small glasses.   I nodded and took out my notebook.        ~           I was sitting in sixth hour with Harry and thinking about...stuff. The last day of school was on Wednesday and the formal was tomorrow. I dont think im going. I mean, im not a dull person and i like to be colorful, but wearing dresses and being formal is not my thing. Beside i didn't even know how to dance. Harry did though. Not break dancing but, ballroom. Jo was coming over tonight to hang out since we haven't in a while, and im guessing she's gonna wanna talk about it. Im just gonna tell her that if no one asks me, im not going.   The last bell rang and i walked to my locker. On the way there, i saw a boy with a black eye. He was a sophomore.   "What happened?" i asked him.   "I was in a fight." he buffed up his chest.   I made a face that made him laugh. "What? You dont like boys who fight?"   "No. I dont like boys who beat up my best friend." i snarled.   He leaned me up against a locker. "Boo hoo."   I pushed him away. "Dont touch me."   "What are you gonna do about it?" he said.   I glared at him. "You dont wanna know."   "Like im scared of you." He laughed.   I rose my right leg and kicked him right in the balls. He fell to the floor.   "You better be. You touch Harry again, and i'll find you." i walked out the school doors and left him laying there.   I searched for Harry's truck and soon found it. I ran down the steps and hopped in his truck. Jo was already in there.   "Hey." they said.   "Hi." i replied.   I dont know why, but even being near Harry was awkward. I knew this was gonna tear us apart. Harry wasnt the same and neither was i. And i had a feeling it was never gonna be the same.   I heard something on the radio and turned it up.   The X Factor commercial.   I have to get his mom to sign him up. He could win.   I smiled to myself.   He'll thank me.  
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