Remember Me? **Sequel to Cyberbullied**

Its been about 3 years since Samantha had seen her past highschool buddies and boyfriend. But what happens when the boys held a contest? Will they remember Samantha? Will 3-year-old promises be still kept..?

**Sequel to Cyberbullied**

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19. Something

I woke up pretty late the next morning, maybe around the afternoon. I took a morning shower, got dressed, and went downstairs. I placed on my glasses since I was too lazy to put on my contacts. Why? Becuase nobody was watching tv, cooking, eating, or maybe even out of their room for all I know. Maybe there still asleep; so I left on my glasses, they don't wake up that early do they?

 

I turned on the tv, but lowered the volume so they wouldn't wake up. I slumped down onto the couch, flipping through all the tv channels. One channel caught my attention. 'Top 20 Songs of the week Countdown'. I like music, and tv, so of cource I was gonna watch it. Unfortunately, by the time I tuned into the show the countdown was at number 8. To make it worst, but not too bad, it was going to a commercial break. I shrugged to myself and went into the kitchen to grab myself a cup of orange juice. So I did, and went back into the living room to find that the song currently playing was 'Marry Me' by Jason DeRulo. I loved that song so so much, so of cource I was gonna sing it; I thought to myself.

 

" And if I lost everything, In my heart it means nothing

'Cause I have you, girl I have you

So get right down on bended knee, Nothing else would ever be

Better, better

The day when I say, I'll say will you marry me, swear that I will mean it.I'll say will you-"

 

"You sing?" A voice interupped me; I quickly turned off the tv and stopped singing. 

 

I stood there with my back facing the direction in which the voice came from; frozen.

 

"It's ok" the voice repeated. I had barely woken up and I haven't placed on my contacts or my glasses, so I couldn't see who it was.

 

"Who?" I simply asked.

"Ehm, it's Harry" I quickly took off my glasses and shoved them in the pocket of my hoodie. Great, it had to be him to catch me.

 

"Is there something wrong with your tongue?" Harry laughed as I slowly turned around.

 

"No why?"

"Cause its like you can't speak"

"Oh-well maybe because you scared me"

He nodded.. I think he did. 

 

He saw me struggle with looking for the power button on the tv.

 

"Need help?" He asked; pressing the on button.

I glanced at him. 

"You squint a lot or is that just me?" He said, looking at my eyes.

"Just you"

"No its not. You didn't do that before." He looked at my hoodie. I guess he saw my glasses peek from the pocket because he pointed at them.

"Sing and wear glasses?" He smirked.

 

I pushed my glasses deeper into the pocket. He walked over to me and took my glasses from my pocket; without anything said. I tried to snatch them away from him but he pulled them back from me. I begged so he can give them back but then he said,

"Then let me put them on you". I sucked my teeth.

 

"No." I said; reaching for my glasses again.

"Let me put them on you" he repeated. I stopped reaching for them and let him put them on me.

 

He placed them on and smiled, then slowly backed away.

"You hungry?" He asked randomly, 

"Why do you care?" I asked.

"You mad?"

"What's it to you?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"Nothing..." I mumbled.

"Look, I'm sorry I-"

"Save your breath by not apologizing" I said, taking a seat on the couch.

 

"But I'm-"

"Save it" i repeated. 

It got quiet for a moment, then hary spoke again.

 

"Why are you mad? Is it general or just me?"

"...."

"Samantha, answer me"

"You want the truth or the lie?" I asked.

"What's the lie?"

"I'm not mad"

He lightly chuckled; trying to act as if everything was fine.

"And the truth?" He asked; acting as if he could handle it.

"The truth? You want really wanna hear it?"

"Yea"

 

I took a breath.

"Truth is that I'm mad at you becuase you're sending me fucking stupid signals!"

"Huh?" He asked.

"First day I'm here, your nice, next day your a complete asshole. The next two days later your nice to me. What next? Huh? You're gonna be an asshole again?"

 

He became quiet; no longer speaking, just staring.

 

"Something wrong with your tongue?" I mocked. 

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