The Bad Boy

f o u r t e e n

*Sammi's POV*

"Passons à la boutique" I whisper to myself.

Ugh I don't fucking care anymore.

I close my French book and pic my phone, instantly texting Kian.

It's funny how I seem to always instantly text him. Like he's suppose to be there.

Harry would never want me to text him all the time, he would get really annoyed.

*hang out?* I send, out my phone down and wait for a reply.

*cant, i have basketball.* he replied.

I ignore and text Harry.

*Hey Harry want to hand out?(:* I say.

he instantly replied *Sure, where?* he replied.

*Mine? Lil really wants to see you again* I send.

*Harry's POV*

*Mine? Lil really wants to see you again* she replies.

*Really?* I reply.

Does Lil want me to have Sammi instead of Kian? Does she trust me? I think so. otherwise she would have Kian over instead.

*Yeah.. come over for dinner?* she says.

*Be there in 10* I type and pretty much run out if my flat, to my car.

I speed to Sammi's house, trying to get there before the 10 minute mark.

I pull I to her driveway as Lil is getting into her car.

"Harry! Hey how are you?" She asks sympathetically.

"Pretty good, where are you headed?" I ask.

"The grocery store, were running out of food" She laughs says goodbye and leaves.

I walk into Sammi's house and she's spacing out on her couch.

"Sammi?" I say, catching her attention.

"Harry! Hey! I need your help, come sit." She smiles and sits up on the couch.

I sit down and look at her worridly.

"So you know how Kian asked me to be his girlfriend before?" she said awkwardly.

I felt a hole growing in my chest.

A hole of emptiness.

A hole of betrayal.

A giant hole that can't be fixed.

"Yeah" I choked, trying to act normal.

"Shoud I say yes?" She asks me.

That's the thing.

I love her. I could do so much for her.

I could be there for her every second of everyday.

I wouldn't use her for sex like i have with so many other girls.

But Kian could make her happy, she could go out with him and not feel ashamed. She'd be with someone who semi-deserves her.

But Kian also isn't always the way she seems.

"Thats for you to decide" I manage to say.

"But I can't decide." She says.

"Okay Ill attempt to help. Think of how you feel, how he would treat you, If he would cheat on you, If he would take you for granted. Choose who- what you want to do." I say, almost saying as if she was choosing between Kian and I.