Our relationship. It wasn't sonnet inspiring, the story of it won't make thousands want to listen. But it was complicated and it was special to us. It was certainly more than I bargained for from just seeing a boy with a football helmet across the room.


51. Fifty one

The guys have technically graduated but are still here during the day for practice until football season is over and usually I'm thankful for that but not the first Monday after the weekend we went to Dan's. Harry and I still haven't spoken but when I'm on my way to my locker, he pulls me aside. Literally, and quite hard too.

"Ow!" I complain. "What's your problem?" 

"Dan?" he demands and I just stare at him, confused. What is he on about? 

"Dan what?" I ask. 

"Dan, really?" he raises an eyebrow. I give him a blank look. 

"I'm still not sure what you're on about."

"You're so ignorant." he mutters, shaking his head, and he walks away. 

"Hey!" I call, walking after him. "I don't get it! Are you mad I went to Dan's or something?" 

"I'm mad you nearly kissed him!" he shouts over his shoulder, still walking away. I sigh heavily. This really isn't worth the argument, it truly sounds worse than it actually was. Also, I know I'm chasing him through school and when he does talk to me he's angry, but it's still a relief to be talking at all. He ends up getting away from me though and I can't find him anywhere. It's tempting to act like it's not happening but this isn't something I want to stay in a fight about anymore. I get that the whole proposal thing was awkward for both of us but we need to talk about it. 

I try going to his house that night. His parents are out and he's not answering the door but I know he's there because his car's here. I just let myself in and go up to his room. I open the door and expect to see him with his earphones in on his bed looking all mad but that's definitely not what I see. I see him in bed with Leigha and they both turn their heads and look at me. Heat rushes to my face and I slam the door behind me and run out, hoping that somehow that didn't just happen or I can act like it didn't or I can somehow forget it. 

"Alice!" Harry shouts after me and I hear him come out of his room but I rush out of the house, shutting the front door behind me. Brie and Daniel have just gotten back from shopping and they're unloading the car. They look at me, confused and I realise I'm crying a lot. I just feel horrified, I'm so shocked I can't believe what I just saw.

"Alice?" Brie asks, concerned. "What's wrong honey?" 

"Nothing." I say even though there clearly is something wrong. 

The front door opens and Harry's just stood there in his underwear. "Alice, talk to me."

"Harry!" Daniel says shocked. "Harry, go inside and put some clothes on for heaven's sake!"

"What on earth is going on?" Brie demands.

I just try and leave again whilst they're all distracted but Harry notices, pushing past his parents and coming up to me. He runs in front of me and stops me walking and he's crying, trying to hold my face but I keep pushing his hands away. 

"Alice, listen to me." he says in a low voice and I cry harder. "I am sorry, I am so so sorry and I will talk to you, I will listen to you, I'll do whatever you want right now, just don't walk away-"

"Are you out of your mind?" I push him away. "What I want is for you to never talk to me again!" 

"What is going on?!" Brie demands again and then Leigha appears at the door and I've never seen Brie angry before but it's like there's this fire in her eyes as she realises what's happened. She glares at Harry. "How dare you treat a girl this way! You have no idea how disappointed I am in you. Get inside and don't you dare talk to Alice unless she talks to you first, do you understand?"


"Inside!" she shouts and he looks at me but I look down at the ground and he walks inside. I whisper a thank you to Brie and rush home because Leigha's still stood at the door. I meant it when I told him I don't want him to talk to me ever again. I always think that when we fight, but I truly mean it this time. I want nothing to do with him. When we're together I think he's the best person in the world but I wonder if all of that, all of these wonderful things I thought of him that I cherished so much, were just lies. Yes I know he loves me, I know he proposed for a reason but I cannot get the way he was looking at Leigha when I walked in out of my head.

He was looking at her with so much love and he looked at me like that too and when he did, I didn't think I'd ever see more love in his eyes and that made me feel so lucky, but I definitely saw more love in his eyes when he was looking at Leigha and I can't get that picture out of my mind.

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