Before
The Green-Eyed Monster
H A R R Y
Seeing her walk out with Grayson with that smile painted proudly on her face had me wondering if she was starting to like him now. I had already developed feelings for her and I wasn’t even acquainted with the school for less than a week. I just felt like I should be constantly around her and knowing everything there is possibly to know about her. These feeling were deep and I’ve never had such strong ones as these before, with the exception of my mom and Gemma, but I’m pretty sure it’s not, you know, that feeling. The four letter one.
As I had watched them from a far distance, I felt someone whisper in my ear. “Why are you stalking them?” I jumped by the sound of voice tickling my ear in a creepy manner. It was Louis of course.
“I’m not stalking,” I said continuing back to my stalking. He seemed to be saying something and then she playfully hit his arm, smiling and giggling. I despised him and everything he had, which wasn’t much.
“Okay, then what do you call this?” His eyebrows knitted together as he used his fingers to gesture from where Mila and Grayson was stand then my own ground.
“I’m just investigating.” I was still distracted by the two of them together and wondered what set me and him apart.
“Well, I was wondering if you’re going to the party tomorrow after the game,” he said as he captured my attention briefly.
“What party?” I asked curiously. If Mila was going to be at this party, then I had to go to. To change her mind about Grayson.
“Sophia Anderson’s.” Oh, Sophia. One of Mila’s friends. I think she has a thing for Grayson but Grayson like Mila… Wait a second! No. Don’t think that. Since when did get so desperate and pathetic? This doesn’t even sound like me.
“Hey, are you coming or not?” Louis said snapping his fingers from my cruel and unnatural thoughts.
“Yeah, I’ll be there,” I nodded bored of his presence. Why did he find himself so attached to me?
“Alright, see you later mate.” He patted my shoulder and left. I stayed back to try to read Mila’s and Grayson’s conversation. I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but Mila still had that killer smile on her face. Then they kissed and went into a brief makeout session in the hallway. I couldn’t help but open my mouth ajar, but recovering and closing it quickly. He had her hands on her waist and then pulled her closer as her hand fell on his chest. My stomach churned and my anger began to bubble over with rage. I hated my feelings…
G R A Y S O N
Walking away smiling after my quick and heated kiss with Mila, I couldn’t help but think about her. She had kissed me and I loved it. I wanted more of it and I wanted it all to myself. Her lips are my drug now and she has me addicted. Thinking back to our first kiss last night, my smile grew. She was an amazing kisser and was better than I imagined. Last night when we kissed… I felt something pang in my stomach. I couldn’t place my finger on it, but I know it had something to do with her because I never felt that while kissing a girl. Ever. Her lips were soft, plum, and one of a kind. The tasted of sweet pure honey which made me purr inside.
Nothing could ruin my day except… Except for him. Harry Styles. He wasn’t looking at me, but was in his locker digging around for something. I truly still want to give him a couple of good punches. It’s what he deserved after trying to separate Mila and I. I know Harry laid that flower on her desk this morning simply by the way he looked when Mila asked if I had laid it there. His eyes almost bulging out his head when I said yeah. He looked like he wanted to knock me senseless. Well, I like to see him try.
“Hey,” I said interrupting whatever he had on. He looked at me with pure malice behind his eyes and I did the same. “I don’t want you leaving anymore flowers for Mila. We’re together now.” He scoffed.
“Yeah, whatever.” He rolled his eyes sarcastically.
“Don’t test me Styles,” I spit out his last name with emphasis. “Mila isn’t here to protect you.” We had stared at each other thinking the most hateful things to do to the other until one near by teacher walked up to us and told us that we’d get detention if you don’t get to class.
Don’t worry Styles, we’ll have our time. Just not now.
S O P H I A
Mila had walked into that class as always if on cue, all the heads in the room turned to watch her. I don’t know what it is about her that everyone wants to gravitate to. It was what every girl wanted except for her. I guess that’s why everyone liked to be around her. She wasn’t like any other girl you meet. She was different in some weird way. She was beautiful, I’m not going to be a bitch and say she wasn’t. Golden brown hair, icy eyes, dimples when she smiled, and an unbelievable body. I didn’t blame that all the guys wanted her, including Grayson.
I saw them make out in front of the doorway and honestly, it made want to rip her out of his grasp and take her place. I envied her. I wanted Grayson’s full attention, not just some on the side, but she doesn’t know that. I smirked evilly. She has every guy begging on their knees just for her to breathe in their direction, but she turns down every single one. I know I’m pretty but I’m not even a fraction of whatever Mila has flowing through her veins. It’s like everytime she’s around, I get overshadowed. And if she’s not physically in the conversation, her name gets brought up. I can’t stand it.
Although I am best friends with her, I can’t help but get jealous of the life she has and all the life she has left. Being valedictorian because of she has the highest rank out of the whole Senior body. She can basically get into any school she wanted to and her family is fucking picture perfect. And to put the fucking cherry on top, the guy I’m obsessed with his obsessing over her.
“Hey Soph,” she says smiling all big and shit. She was easily good to get along and easy to talk to.
“Hey,” I replied, plastering on a fake smile. “So how was your night?” I asked just to be nosy of course.
“I went out on a date with Grayson.” She smiled slowly, mentioning his name. I wanted to wipe that stupid smile off her face so bad, but I couldn’t. It wouldn’t be a fair fight.
“Oh really?” I try to act surprise. “Where did you and Grayson go?” I asked listening in carefully.
“We went to Über.” I dropped my mouth in real shock this time only because Grayson has never taken me out somewhere so classy. How could he take her and not me? Was I not good enough for him or something? “It was really… amazing. I didn’t think I would intend to like it as much as I did,” she went on.
She’s just adding on to my long list of reasons to be jealous of her.
M I L A
It was effortless now by coming to terms with my feelings for Grayson, but I was uncomfortable in the surroundings in which we kissed it. I didn’t want to hear all the ‘couple goals’ we had and whatever people talk about when they see a couple. Now, I’m pretty sure there were people watching and those people will talk then other people overhear and tell other people and when it’s almost over, the person you don’t want to find out about it ends up finding out about it. I think we both know where I’m getting here.
I switched my mind over to thinking about the date tonight, and I was already anxious about it. I wonder what’s in store for me today…
Seeing her walk out with Grayson with that smile painted proudly on her face had me wondering if she was starting to like him now. I had already developed feelings for her and I wasn’t even acquainted with the school for less than a week. I just felt like I should be constantly around her and knowing everything there is possibly to know about her. These feeling were deep and I’ve never had such strong ones as these before, with the exception of my mom and Gemma, but I’m pretty sure it’s not, you know, that feeling. The four letter one.
As I had watched them from a far distance, I felt someone whisper in my ear. “Why are you stalking them?” I jumped by the sound of voice tickling my ear in a creepy manner. It was Louis of course.
“I’m not stalking,” I said continuing back to my stalking. He seemed to be saying something and then she playfully hit his arm, smiling and giggling. I despised him and everything he had, which wasn’t much.
“Okay, then what do you call this?” His eyebrows knitted together as he used his fingers to gesture from where Mila and Grayson was stand then my own ground.
“I’m just investigating.” I was still distracted by the two of them together and wondered what set me and him apart.
“Well, I was wondering if you’re going to the party tomorrow after the game,” he said as he captured my attention briefly.
“What party?” I asked curiously. If Mila was going to be at this party, then I had to go to. To change her mind about Grayson.
“Sophia Anderson’s.” Oh, Sophia. One of Mila’s friends. I think she has a thing for Grayson but Grayson like Mila… Wait a second! No. Don’t think that. Since when did get so desperate and pathetic? This doesn’t even sound like me.
“Hey, are you coming or not?” Louis said snapping his fingers from my cruel and unnatural thoughts.
“Yeah, I’ll be there,” I nodded bored of his presence. Why did he find himself so attached to me?
“Alright, see you later mate.” He patted my shoulder and left. I stayed back to try to read Mila’s and Grayson’s conversation. I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but Mila still had that killer smile on her face. Then they kissed and went into a brief makeout session in the hallway. I couldn’t help but open my mouth ajar, but recovering and closing it quickly. He had her hands on her waist and then pulled her closer as her hand fell on his chest. My stomach churned and my anger began to bubble over with rage. I hated my feelings…
G R A Y S O N
Walking away smiling after my quick and heated kiss with Mila, I couldn’t help but think about her. She had kissed me and I loved it. I wanted more of it and I wanted it all to myself. Her lips are my drug now and she has me addicted. Thinking back to our first kiss last night, my smile grew. She was an amazing kisser and was better than I imagined. Last night when we kissed… I felt something pang in my stomach. I couldn’t place my finger on it, but I know it had something to do with her because I never felt that while kissing a girl. Ever. Her lips were soft, plum, and one of a kind. The tasted of sweet pure honey which made me purr inside.
Nothing could ruin my day except… Except for him. Harry Styles. He wasn’t looking at me, but was in his locker digging around for something. I truly still want to give him a couple of good punches. It’s what he deserved after trying to separate Mila and I. I know Harry laid that flower on her desk this morning simply by the way he looked when Mila asked if I had laid it there. His eyes almost bulging out his head when I said yeah. He looked like he wanted to knock me senseless. Well, I like to see him try.
“Hey,” I said interrupting whatever he had on. He looked at me with pure malice behind his eyes and I did the same. “I don’t want you leaving anymore flowers for Mila. We’re together now.” He scoffed.
“Yeah, whatever.” He rolled his eyes sarcastically.
“Don’t test me Styles,” I spit out his last name with emphasis. “Mila isn’t here to protect you.” We had stared at each other thinking the most hateful things to do to the other until one near by teacher walked up to us and told us that we’d get detention if you don’t get to class.
Don’t worry Styles, we’ll have our time. Just not now.
S O P H I A
Mila had walked into that class as always if on cue, all the heads in the room turned to watch her. I don’t know what it is about her that everyone wants to gravitate to. It was what every girl wanted except for her. I guess that’s why everyone liked to be around her. She wasn’t like any other girl you meet. She was different in some weird way. She was beautiful, I’m not going to be a bitch and say she wasn’t. Golden brown hair, icy eyes, dimples when she smiled, and an unbelievable body. I didn’t blame that all the guys wanted her, including Grayson.
I saw them make out in front of the doorway and honestly, it made want to rip her out of his grasp and take her place. I envied her. I wanted Grayson’s full attention, not just some on the side, but she doesn’t know that. I smirked evilly. She has every guy begging on their knees just for her to breathe in their direction, but she turns down every single one. I know I’m pretty but I’m not even a fraction of whatever Mila has flowing through her veins. It’s like everytime she’s around, I get overshadowed. And if she’s not physically in the conversation, her name gets brought up. I can’t stand it.
Although I am best friends with her, I can’t help but get jealous of the life she has and all the life she has left. Being valedictorian because of she has the highest rank out of the whole Senior body. She can basically get into any school she wanted to and her family is fucking picture perfect. And to put the fucking cherry on top, the guy I’m obsessed with his obsessing over her.
“Hey Soph,” she says smiling all big and shit. She was easily good to get along and easy to talk to.
“Hey,” I replied, plastering on a fake smile. “So how was your night?” I asked just to be nosy of course.
“I went out on a date with Grayson.” She smiled slowly, mentioning his name. I wanted to wipe that stupid smile off her face so bad, but I couldn’t. It wouldn’t be a fair fight.
“Oh really?” I try to act surprise. “Where did you and Grayson go?” I asked listening in carefully.
“We went to Über.” I dropped my mouth in real shock this time only because Grayson has never taken me out somewhere so classy. How could he take her and not me? Was I not good enough for him or something? “It was really… amazing. I didn’t think I would intend to like it as much as I did,” she went on.
She’s just adding on to my long list of reasons to be jealous of her.
M I L A
It was effortless now by coming to terms with my feelings for Grayson, but I was uncomfortable in the surroundings in which we kissed it. I didn’t want to hear all the ‘couple goals’ we had and whatever people talk about when they see a couple. Now, I’m pretty sure there were people watching and those people will talk then other people overhear and tell other people and when it’s almost over, the person you don’t want to find out about it ends up finding out about it. I think we both know where I’m getting here.
I switched my mind over to thinking about the date tonight, and I was already anxious about it. I wonder what’s in store for me today…
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10/5/16