Skylar's pov: I was in the living room drawing a flower in my notebook when I heard yells from outside. I reached for the curtain and pulled it open to see the night sky but most of all I could see Harry arguing with a familiar blonde guy. I got up and ran to the door. I unlocked it and ran out seeing the brunette guy shoving harry. "Hey!"I yelled walking to the blonde to see that guy was Luke. I grabbed harry and pushed him away from Luke. "Get the hell out of my property," I said crossing my arms. You better Get the hell off of my property before I lose my mind and call the police. "What are you going to do if I don't"He smirked. As I was about to say I'd call the police on him, Harry ran up to him and threw a punch to Luke's face.
I looked at Luke on the ground and turned to walk away from the scene. I opened the door and slammed it behind me; He had a lot of nerve to come and start a fight with harry on my property. "Skylar!"Harry yelled slamming the door. I turned around and looked at him. "I'm sorry for fucking everything up," He said running his hand through his hair. I sighed and nodded.
"I know you're mad at me and you have every right to be mad at me but hear me out"He frowned. I walked into the living room and sat down on the floor. "Go ahead," I said. He looked at me and sat in front of me. "Yesterday when I was getting drunk with some friends, I thought of you. I realized that what I was doing to you was not acceptable and that bullying is not cool"He said grabbing my hand. "When I made that cup fall, I was going to go back and apologize but then I saw you smashing the glass in your hand and ran off," He said inspecting my left hand. I felt him trace the scar on my hand and then bring my hand up to his face, kissing it.
I was shocked. I was shocked that the boy who made me feel worthless and sad said all of this to me. I looked at his hand in mine and started to cry. "You made me feel shit," I said looking up at him; He let my hand go and pulled me in for a hug.
"I'm sorry, I really am," He said hugging me tightly. I hugged him back and wiped my eyes. I felt him rub my back before pulling away from me. He wiped my tears with his thumb and smiled softly. "I accept your apology," I said
"Do you want to yell at me for punching your friend," He said. I looked at him and shook my head. "He wasn't my friend. He was two-faced and I am not going to be friends with a two-faced bitch" I said
A/N~ Sorry it's short :)