Neighbors

11

Quinn POV

I'm walking through my high school hallway Tuesday afternoon, as always.

I'm wearing black high wasited jeans and a crop top that's an olive green color. My shoes are my usual toms, and my hair is in a messy bun. I don't feel cute today, so I decided to wear something simple but fashionable.

As I'm walking through the empty hallway to get to my classroom, I feel an arm hook around my waist.

I stop in my tracks and look beside me. Once I see it's Richard my stomach drops and my eyes narrow. "Stop touching me," My voice says angrily. I move away from my ex and press my binder against my chest more.

"You won't let me talk to you," He brings up.

"Because you're a fucking jerk!" I say while raising my voice. That causes other people in the hallway to look at us. "Leave me the hell alone before I call the cops on you," I say while scowling my eyes. Considering what he did do to me, I can call the cops.

"I messed up Quinn, okay?" His eyes widen. "Can't you give me a second chance?"

"Obviously I don't want to forgive you if we're not together," I say while rolling my eyes. I start to walk but he grabs my hand. "Stop touching me," I growl while yanking my hand away from his hold.

"Please?" He says with gentle eyes.

"Go fuck yourself Richard." I say before I walk away. I roll my eyes to myself before walking to my AP class. Harry is already there. He's talking to some friend of his that is in our class. I think his name is Zayn.

I sit in my usual spot and put my things on my desk. I'm so annoyed at Richard that I feel like I have a resting bitch face now, which isn't good. I need to look bubbly and happy so I'm voted for prom queen and homecoming queen. And for of course class president. No one wants a bitchy class president.

Thinking about Rich makes me sick and makes me feel like hiding under all of my blankets for safety.

I feel a gentle tap on my shoulder, which causes me to turn around. "Yes?" I say to Harry.

"You busy tonight?" He asks.

"Depends," My eyes narrow a little.

A smile creeps onto his pink lips, which makes me worry. "Be outside by eleven tonight." Harry says.

"I always go to bed by ten thirty," I say. His eyes narrow at me. "This has been my retuine since middle school." I add.

"One night won't hurt," He says causally.

"What are we doing?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

"You'll see." He says.

"When will we be back?" I ask.

"You'll see," Harry repeats which makes me huff. "Live on the edge Quinta."

"You're still a stranger to me Henry. It's hard to live on the edge with I don't really know you." I bring up. His hand tugs through his hair, and I watch his actions.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Harry says.

"Damn, I really wanted you too." I joke which makes him chuckle. "Eleven?" I ask, clarifying.

"Yep," I nod and turn back around. I let out a small sigh and wonder what he wants me to do with him.

A://N

Last update for the night most likely :p

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