𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲 [𝐡.𝐬]

CHAPTER EIGHT: FISTS

We were heading down from the mountain. Harry and I were at the back minding our own business when Diana and Olivia turned around and giggled. They were really upsetting me and I couldn't figure out why I had ever been their friends. I rolled my eyes and looked up to Harry,

'Just ignore them' be began 'All they want is your attention and they don't deserve it'

I smiled at him and locked my eyes with his, as I wasn't paying attention I placed my foot on an uneven rock and I slipped, a sharp pain travelled from my foot, leg then spine. Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me back onto my feet, I sighed and kept the grip on his hand tight,

'Are you ok?' he asked concerned

'Yeah' I kept my eyes too the ground 'Thanks for that'

'No problem'

We carried down from the peak, My hand in Harrys', we reached the bottom and Mr Smit went over the main parts of the day, I zoned out and focused on the snowy peak, I wish we had made it that far, I forgot the sharp pain of cold when you squeeze it tight into a ball. I missed the pain, the pain of everything. My mind was taken back to my mum, I hope she listened to me and she knows that I'm here. I don't want to worry her. Who am I kidding, he won't even know I'm gone. Then I thought of all the things in needed to do when I got home, I need to fix the fire. I know I will fail. The damn thing is to old.

The mini bus was warm against my cold skin, I stayed connected to Harry. I don't ever want to let go. I fought to the back of the bus and sat in the window seat, the mid afternoon sun hidden behind a mountain in the distance, Harry climbed into the seat beside me, fastened his seat belt and reconnected our hands, I rested my head on his shoulder and fell asleep.

TIME SKIP

'We are not aloud into the hotel until 4'o clock, please feel free to roam the sight' Mr Smit announced. Harry and I stayed by the door as the teachers sat on a bench around the corner. They wanted to talk to Harry. I was left alone.

'Hey bitch, did you miss us' it was Georgia followed closely by Diana.

'I can't be bothered with you two at the moment' I replied looking to the floor for comfort

'So how's lover boy' Georgia snarled

'He's good, I'll tell him you asked' I was proud of my move and I could almost see her get angrier in the reflection of her face in a puddle by my foot, right where she belonged.

'Ugh' she grumbled 'Look Olivia I'm angry at you and your angry at me, so lets settle this the real way-'

'why are you angry at me?' I asked interrupting her

'because today you held hands with the boy I like'

What? I looked at her completely shocked

'Just remember he will never love a bastard like you' she whispered

'I-'

'Your a fat ugly bitch' she smiled ' No one will ever like you' Yet again I looked to the floor, a tear fell down my cheek, I wiped it away before she could see, I'm not showing her I'm weak

'So remind me?' this was going to be her final hit 'Your mum sits at home and does nothing, while you run around after you and your Dad'

Ow

'Oh, my bad, your dads grave?'

I looked at her anger and fear boiling in my heart. How could she? I was expecting nothing else from her, but I was wrong, a sharp slap flew at my face. It stung my cold cheeks and I grabbed my face in pain. When I looked up Georgia was on the floor holding onto her elbow and Harry stood above her

'Two things' he said disgusted ' Don't say things like that to people just because they are better than you and your jealous, and certainly not to Ocean'

My heart fluttered, was this really happening?

'And don't ever think I would like or date an evil soul like you' he looked at me concerned for the second time that day, he directed his attention back to Georgia 'Don't come near her again' He grabbed my hand and pulled me away, we stopped half way across a field

'Are you mad at me?' he asked

'For what?'

'Not coming sooner, and for doing what I did to her'

'No and No' I said quietly, I heard him let out a sigh of relief, he pulled my head up to his and looked at my cheek

'Its a little red but no bruising'

I tried to stay intact and not burst out crying, but I couldn't, I broke down right in front of Harry. He pulled me into a urgent hug and rested his head on mine,

'Nothing they say is true' he said into my head

'It is'

'its not, they are jealous'

'Of what? Mewalking with you?' I asked

'Maybe, but the only reason I'm with you is because your a good person, they don't have that, that is what they are jealous of'

I pulled myself closer to him, I wanted to feel his warm body against mine, it felt right, I felt safe. He tighted his grip around me and stroked my head, I was so close to him I could smell his cologne, a mix of sweet and bitter. My eyes were centermeters from a heart tattoo, it was coloured in black and was full, like my heart at that moment. I brought my hand up and traced my finger around the outline. Then I coloured it in with my imaginary pencil. Harry giggled, I must have tickled him. I loosened my grip and rested my chin on his chest so was looking up into his eyes, the whole world just faded away, all my problems gone, this would be the perfect place to end a story, but it never works like that. Does it?

'THERE THEY ARE!!!!' someone shouted in the distance

Word count: 1041

A/N

Sorry this took so long to publsih life got a little difficult

All the love

M.