Am I in Love or is this a joke?

"I thought you cared about me. But you didn't. If you did, then you would never do this to me." I cried. Myrah...please.." "Don't Myrah me!" I left him. I thought I was his only one. But I was wrong. Wrong again...why didn't I listen to Niall?


30. A chat

Louis hurt me real badly. I wasn't watching where I was going and I end up bumping into Rocky. She looked at me and walked away hastily. I saw Zayn following me but I ran faster (joined cross country in Hawaii). I looked back and he wasn't there anymore. I got my lunch and sat alone. Rocky appeared again. "Hey Myrah." She greeted. "Hey." I sniffed. "You're not okay, are you?" Then I stared bawling like a baby again. I explained what happened. "That poor fellow don't understand what he's going through. He might be jealous." Rocky said calmly. "What does he have to be jealous of?" I asked with anger. Rocky backed up. "Sorry, sorry." She sipped her chocolate milk. "Sorry for bursting at you." I sighed. "That's okay. But cover your ears, I'm gonna use some profanities because he's getting on my nerves." She said. She went to the back and started screaming profanities. I heard something crash. "You little-" At least 5 minutes later, she came back and I was on the floor, laughing my head off. "What's so funny?" She asked. "You...screaming curse words." I laughed even harder. "I do what I gotta do." "Speaking of your anger mode, what did you break?" "Oh, I broke a glass wine." She smiled. "I'm not responsible for that!" We both started laughing. All of the sudden, Rocky's face went into pain. "Ooh, cramps." She moaned with pain. "I want ice cream." She yelled. "Go to the nurse." I told her. "The nurse don't do nothing." She whined. Then her face turned with a smirk. I knew what that meant. "Hey Zayn, your boo's waiting for you. By the way, do you have a dollar? I really need ice cream." He gave her a dollar and left quickly. "Hey Zayn." I said. "Hey Myrah. Come sit with me." He said. I sat with no argument. "Not to bring anything up, but are you feeling better?" He asked me. "Yeah, thanks to Rocky with her obscene language." "She does her thing." He shrugged. "I'm hungry, I'm going to get lunch." "Ooh, take me with you." We laughed and went to the line. Louis came right behind us. "Myrah, can we please-" "No, you're done with all that damage." I walked away from him. Zayn and I sat together. "Wasn't that a little...harsh?" He asked. "No! He deserved what he gets for being the world's rudest guy." I snarled. "Uh, you know eventually, you'll have to talk to him to straighten this out, right?" I sighed. Zayn was right. Someone has to do the talking. I don't want to do the talking. Louis can pick his behind up and come to me to speak this out.

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