MICHELLE'S P. O. V
I had returned to the Clusten's home late afternoon, closer to the start of the evening. Ethel had driven me around town just for the sake of wanting to scold me unceasingly.
Dinner was eaten in sullen silence with the Clusten and I returned to my room with the mental note of how stressful my day had been at the back of my mind. I stepped into my room and walked straight ahead to my mini library, I pulled out an old Shakespearean text, 'Pride and Prejudice'
I sunk into the padded bean bag that laid next to the open window that allowed the slightly breezy air of the early winter night in. I pulled open the first page of the book and my mind drifted back to earlier on today when Harold had me couched in the comfort of his warm and cozy body, I blushed crimson as weird and strange thinking of my best friend sipped into my mind. It took only a firm knock on my door to draw me back to my present surrounding,
'Who's that?' I called disgruntled and unmoving from the bean bag
I hardly wanted to speak with anyone at the moment. My mouth felt too sour and broken to speak, and not to mention the fact that I was still nursing the pain from the punches that I had received from that deranged bitch but most especially I was still pissed about losing a fistful of my luscious black hair
'It's your handsome Prince Charming' that self prided asshole responded
My anger subsided for the moment and I chuckled softly before replying, 'Come in!'
Harold walked in dressed in a hilarious looking pink pajamas with naughty looking cupid images on it.
'Noah got it for me' he announced after catching me gazing at the childish piece of clothing that looked undoubting gay, I cocked my head aside and cooed mockingly
'you like it? I could get you one' he said
'Nah! I would pass' I chided with a snout laughter
He acted immune to my mockery and glanced about my room, I realized he had never really been in my room before.
Instantly, his eyes paused and stared consciously towards a direction. I followed the angle of his gaze and my eyes widened as I stared in embarrassment. Spread across my princess sized bed was a dozen of my lacy under wears, I rushed towards my bed at full speed and snatched the clothings off my bed
I had forgotten about spreading them out while sorting them into colour
Harold coughed loudly with a somewhat taunting gaze,
'My virgin eyes shall never remain pious again' he spoke with an over dramatic feel to his words
'Virgin...' I scoffed while tossing the underpants nonchalantly into my walk-in closet
'What are you here for anyways?' I ask while striding back towards the bean bag I had been sitting on earlier
'you have got yourself a popular admirer' Harold said with a mischievous glint in his eyes, I knew he was up to no good as I caught that silly glint in his eyes
'You know Carl Stephen right? ' he asked and I nodded, significantly that I knew who he was speaking of
'He's the captain of the school's basketball team' I answered
'He is throwing a pool party tomorrow at his parents vacation home and he's invited you' Harold informed me while cocking his lips into a smirk
'A pool party during a cold winter, that's not really a smart and nice idea ' I quipped
'Nella, Who cares if it's a smart idea or not. Basically this is going to be your first ever intra school party at TRH' he mentioned with excitement, I ignored the fact that he had called me Nella and sighed, knowing deep down that he wasn't going to stop calling me that
'I am not so sure that I fancy going out to outdoor pool parties on a cold night ' I stated as a matter of fact
'it's not going to be all that cold, I already checked the weather forecast for tomorrow and it stated that we would be having a mild degree of coldness and not freezing like you are expecting' he said
I let out a heavy breath, defeated. I had a true feeling that Harold wanted me to come along so badly and I also didn't see any reason not to go so I came to a conclusion and agreed
'I would go but only on one condition, you give me Noah's phone number ' I said
Harold eyed me dubiously and paused, he gave me one of this his looks that I associated with
'OMG, Do I sense some feelings?'
'Ohhhhhh! Michelle NELLA Hudson would be the death of me' he spake exaggeratingly
'Don't tell me you already have a crush on Noah Gurnald again?' Harold exclaimed excited
I didn't understand what he meant by again but I knew that I flushed pink on hearing his accusations
'Deal or no deal?' I ask shyly,
Harold Clusten acted as though he was reconsidering my request before he answered, 'Deal!'
Before he had any further chance to taunt me about liking Noah, I yanked him up from his seat and began pushing him out of the room
'You like like him right? He questioned with a tone of interest
I pushed him out of my flush door and slammed the door shut with a loud slam
I locked the door with the key and wiped off an imaginary sweat off my forehead
'that lousy mouthed buffon' i said before thinking about Harold's reaction and smiling all over again
HAROLD'S P. O. V
When the door slammed shut behind me the reality of the lame fact that she had confirmed sickened me, she likes Noah AGAIN.
'Noah Gurnald and Michelle Hudson' together ' the thought of it alone got my blood boiling hot as jealousy filled me up to the brim just like years back.
I stood still in front of her door thinking hard, 'since when did I love Michelle?' I asked myself,
'since fucking twelve years ago' i responded
'and since when did Michelle have a crush on Noah?' I questioned myself yet again
'eleven years ago ' was my sullen response
I had thought it would have ended after she had left, I had imagined that her affections for him would have frizzled out after the years but no it didn't. And the ordinary thought of her still liking my male best friend stung like a bee and made me feel depressed all over again.
Since we were children, Michelle never figured out or suspected that I had any feelings for her because she was always too engrossed in her little love for Noah.
Michelle was seven years old, it was a year after I had started liking her that she came up to me and told me straight up in the face that she likes Noah. She never noticed at that moment how perturbed and saddened I was by that news that she had just delivered.
Continually, Michelle would come running to me sad and broken from the fact that Noah didn't seem to care about her feelings for him but she didn't suspect that I was having it far worse than her. I always had to be the good friend to her, comforting and patting her into believing that Noah was going to like her back although I knew it was a freaking lie.
Michelle had friend zoned me so well that she never sought solace in me subtly hinting her about my true feelings for her
Noah Gurnald was as much a playboy then as at now. He was the cutest one of us then with his long and braided brown hair. Noah knew Michelle had feelings for him but he would derive joy in dating Michelle's closest female friends and female neighbors. He was that much of a douche bag then and like in the present.
But this time around I would make sure I fight for the position of who gets to be with Michelle thoroughly because I don't want him to hurt her anymore than he already did.