The story of my life

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Samantha's p.o.v
Geez, I have to work with the nerd.

I walked out the class, when I suddenly heard someone shouting after me.

What is weird because last time I checked I don't have friends.

I turned around, and guess who?
Yes the little nerd.

What was his name again?
Neil, Ninal,Nyajal, Niall.
Yes that's it Niall!

"Hey Sam, wait up!!" He shouted after me.

I crossed my arms.

"What!!??" I yelled.

He looked at me with a mixed expression, a bit fear and nervousness.

"I-I just, I, the teacher paired us up" he stuttered.

I groaned in annoyance.

"I-I-I can do the project for you and write your nam-me on it" he said a bit shy.

"No the teacher forced me to do it with you" I rolled my eyes.

"Well then by me or by-y you-u?" He stuttered the last part.

"Are your parents home?" I asked.

He nodded his head 'no'

"Well the by you" I said.

I grabbed his arms, and dragged him with me.

"Where-e are we going?" He was afraid of me.

I smirked at the thought.

"To your house, to do the project" I said.

"I-I don't have a car, do you have one?" He asked.

"We'll walk" I said annoyed.

We were walking about 10 minutes. The whole time he looked at the ground.

"You don't talk much, do you?" I asked.

He looked up, but when his eyes met mine, he quickly looked away.

"No" was all he said.
We arrived at his house and he opened the Door, and let me in.

I looked around. It was nice, and peaceful.

"Where are your parents?" I asked.

His face went from feared to sad.

"I live alone" he said sadly.

"And why is that?" I asked curiously.

"None of your business" he spat.

Did he just fucking sassed me?

" what did you just say?!" I walked closer to him and he took few steps back.

"Uhm... Nothing sorry" he mumbled.

"Pff! You're so weak" i said and smirked.

He looked kind of angry cause of my words.

"You can't even defend yourself from a girl!" I added.

His eyes were dark by now.

He looked up and I saw his fists clenched.

He hurriedlz walked closer.
He slammed to the door and his eyes glued with mine.

"My parents died in a car crash when I was 10!!! Does it answer your question!!" He almost yelled.

To be honest by now I was an itsy bitsy afraid of him.

"I'm sorry" i mumbled.

"I don't need your pity" he sounded still angry.

"I live with my sister too, I mean um my parents left us when I was 15"
I said kind of sadly.

He looked at me, his eyes were softer this time.

We looked at each other for a moment.
I realised that he's not that bad looking.

He sat on the couch, and motioned me to sit jext to him.

I sat down and he spoke.

"Tell me about it" he said sweetly.

Why should I tell him!?

" why?" I asked.

"I wanna know" he shrugged.

I told him my story and, he actually listened.

For the first time I felt that someone actually cares about me, and undestands.

"I'm sorry" he took my hand.

But I pulled it back.

"I don't like when people make physical contact with me" I said.

He nodded his head.

"Wanna tell me your story?" I asked and he shrugged.

He started and more an more he said, more and more sank my heart to my stomach.

"And I turned 18 and moved away from my uncle" he finished.

A tear escaped his eyes , but he brushed it off.

"So mhm, what about the Project?" He asked.

I know he tried to change the theme.

"What about 'losing'?" I trailed of.

He looked at me confused.

"What do you mean with 'losing'?" He put air quotes in the word losing.

"I mean both of us know, how is it losing the one you love and mean to you the most" I said looking down.

"That's not a bad idea" he whispered.

"Well then should we start?" He asked and forced a smile.

"Uhm.. actually I have to go, what about I'll come back tomorrow??" He agreed and I walked me to the door.

I walked home.

As I stepped inside my Sister was already in my face with stupid questions like,
'Where were you?' Or 'who do you think you are?'

"I have a project and I was at my partners house" i rolled my eyes at her.

"You have a phone, you could've call me!" She shouted.

I got angry turned to her and screamed.

"You are not my mother! You can't replace her! So stop trying, I do what I fucking want!"
She looked hurt.
I ran to my room, fell asleep by the second I laid down.

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