Sparks Fly

It's Kylie's first year in England, and also at their Highschool. She came from America, so everything is different than what she is used to. She runs into people that end up being her best friends, and some of her worst nightmares. She isn't what would be considered very popular, so when someone comes and takes her under their wing, everything will finally change for her, but is that a good thing? What will her parents think of him? Will his bad boy name rub off on her?


11. Was it right?

    I got up, and followed my usual routine for getting ready. I went to my closet, got some denim skinny jeans, a faded superman tank top, a brown leather jacket, and some mid calf high heeled boots.  I left my brown hair straight today, and did my eye makeup similar to how I did it yesterday, with a brown smoky eye, and put on a gold tinted lip gloss. For jewelry, I put on a silver superman necklace, a ring with the infinity sign on it, and sliver hoop earrings. I went downstairs, and said goodbye to my parents, before heading to school. On the way to school, I thought about Liam, and Harry. I sighed, and parked in the parking lot. Everything went as it normally did, up until lunch. I sat down next to Harry, but Liam wasn't there. I looked around the lunchroom, and saw him. Sitting with Marie, and not just sitting with her. They were holding hands, and kissing. I shook Harry's shoulder, not looking away from them. "What?" Harry asked me. "Look over there." I said, motioning towards Liam and Marie. His face mirrored mine. Pure shock. "How could he do this?" Harry asked, not to anyone in particular. We watched them kiss again, but this time, after they broke apart, Liam looked at us and smirked. My jaw dropped. I looked at Harry. "What the hell happened between them? I thought he liked you." Harry said, his beautiful green eyes looking into mine. "I thought he did too. I guess this happened when I told him I didn't like him back." I responded. Harry nodded. I kept looking over at them through lunch. I still couldn't believe what I was seeing. Why would he do that to his friend, after what his friend went through with her. But then again, maybe that's exactly why he did it. My mind started spinning, thinking of all the different options. Before I knew it, choir rolled around. Liam couldn't avoid me in here, because we have assigned seats. I walked in, and Liam was standing there, as if nothing was going on. "What the hell are you doing with Marie?" I said, coming over to him. "Well hello to you too." Liam said in a calm voice. "Hello. Now please answer me." I said. "Why does it even matter to you? You don't want to date me, so I found someone who does." He answered. "Because. Do you not remember why happened with Harry? How crushed he was? How could you do that to your friend? And how do you know she really likes you? What if she is just using you to mess with your head, and Harry's." I asked. "Why do you even care about Harry? After what he did I thought you would want someone to hurt him. and Why is everything about Harry? And why would I spare his feelings when he didn't spare mine?" Liam argued back. "What do you mean spared yours?" I asked. "Come on. Seriously? We both liked you, and you chose him. That's fine, but then you two go and rub it all in my face, also, he would brag abut being with you. Every time you weren't there, and it was just the guys, some how Harry always found a way to bring you up in the conversation, and how much you two adored each other, and how you always looked at each other, and how he felt when you two were together. It hurt me, because I wanted all of those things with you." Liam said, hurt in his voice. I started thinking about everything he said. "Harry said all of those things about me?" I asked. "Yeah. But why would you care. Last I heard from you, you practically hated him." Liam said, then turned away, and back to his music. That's when I knew the conversation was over. I started thinking about every thing. Did I make the right decision? The choir teacher came up to the front of the class to give us instruction, when a student raised their hand. "Harry?" She asked. I turned around, and looked at him. "I was wondering if I could sing a song in front of the class." Harry said. "Of course! Come on down here and share your gift!" She said in a sing song voice. Harry stood up from his chair, and made his way to the front of the class. I would say who I'm dedicating this song to, but they know who they are." Harry said, as the music started. The words started pouring out of his mouth beautifully.

"That should be me, Holdin' your hand

That should be me, makin' you laugh

That should be me, this is so sad

That should be me

That should be me

That should be me, Feelin' your kiss

That should be me, Buyin' you gifts

This is so wrong, I can't go on

Til you believe, That that should be me."

When he hit the high note during the bridge, I got chills. It was beautiful. Better than the original in my opinion. Liam had a scowl on his face, he knew just as well as I did, that the song was for me. Harry finished the song, and the whole room erupted in applause. Harry smiled at me. I couldn't help but smile back at him. We got in our groups, and worked on our songs. "Text me after school. I need to talk to you." I whispered to Harry. I couldn't stand not talking to him. He nodded and smiled at me. Liam gave us a death stare. I didn't understand why though. He has Marie now.  When Choir ended, I gathered up my stuff, and hurried off to my car, and went home. The second I set my stuff down, Harry texted me.

Harry: Hey you said you wanted to talk to me?

Me: Yeah, but not over text. Can we meet somewhere?

Harry: Yeah. Meet me at Starbucks

Me: Ok get there asap.

I immediately grabbed my keys again, and drove to the Starbucks a few streets over. I ordered my usual drink, and waited for Harry. Within seconds of getting my drink, he walked in. He ordered, and sat down across from me. "I just want to start this conversation off by saying I'm so sorry. I acted like such an ass to you. You deserve better." He quickly said. " I except your apology. I also think I might have overreacted a little bit, also. Nothing actually happened, it was just the thought that it almost happened that bothered me, and also what you texted me on Saturday." I said, looking into his eyes. "I'm sorry about that too. I was still a little hung over, and my judgment was bad." He said, rubbing the back of his neck. "It's ok." I said, sipping on my drink. "So does this mean......that...... we are dating again?" Harry asked, looking back up at me. "That's the million dollar question, huh?" I said. "Well, it's either yes or no." Harry said, leaning forward a little. "You know, I've been thinking about that a lot. and I think I'd be willing to give you another chance, If you promise me that we will take it slower, and what happened at Louis's party, won't happen again." I said. Harry's eyes lit up. "I promise. It will never happen again. Nothing will happen, until you are ready. I won't let you go again. Not this time." Harry said, before he quickly leaned forward, and kissed me. I gasped because I was surprised, but quickly relaxed. I had to admit, I missed him. We broke apart. "I'm so sorry." Harry said again. "Me too." I smiled at him. We finished our drinks, and walked out of the building, hand in hand. "You know, you're really talented." I said, as we walked down the sidewalk. We past our cars a while back. We just decided to go walking. "Huh?" He asked, looking down on me. "You know, today in Choir. You have an amazing singer." I said, smiling at him. "Oh, thank you Love." He said, smiling back at me. "You know, one of these days you need to sing for me again." He said, swinging our hands back and forth as we walked. "Well, what do you want to hear?" I asked, playing along. "Who's your favorite artist?" He asked, still smiling. "Demi Lovato." I quickly responded. "Ok, then sing me one of your favorite songs by her." He stated. I thought about it for a second and decided on Warrior. "Ok, next time you come to my house, I'll sing for you." I said. He kept swinging our hands, and I though about how just a few hours ago we weren't even talking. Was our 'break up' really that childish? I really got lucky. He didn't have to take me back. Some times I just overreact way to much. I looked into his eyes, and saw his beautiful smile, and decided I wasn't going to let him go again. We finished our walk, and made it back to our cars. He walked me to mine, and stood next to the car. I'll see you tomorrow." He said. I nodded, and kissed him one last time, before I got into my car, and drove home. I walked inside my car where my mum was waiting. "Where have you been?" She asked. My dad was in his office. "Sorry mum, I went out to Starbucks with Harry. I meant to tell you, but it was just something that we decided to do last minute." I explained. "Oh you were with Harry? That's fine. You can go out whenever as long as you are with him or one of the girls. As long as it's not that Liam boy. It was nice that he drove you home that night for Harry, but I don't want you to be alone with him." She warned. "Ok." I said, before heading upstairs. I don't know why my mum held such a grudge against Liam. And why she thought Harry was this amazing boy she can trust her daughter with. Don't get me wrong, she can, but why doesn't she trust Liam? I brushed it off, and changed for bed. I thought about everything that happened today, before drifting off to sleep.

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