Page 8 of Betraying Him
Christ, I miss them.
Though I would never,evertell them that.
I’d never live it down.
I’m just so fucking bored.
I grumble to myself when I tap my screen to see no new messages and… oh, fuck it, the worst she can do is block me and never speak to me again.
It’s not as though I’m losing out on anything, is it? We’re basically strangers, so I don’t care if she wants nothing to do with me.
Liar.
Whatever.
Got plans for tomorrow?
She doesn’t answer right away—not that I expected her to, since she’s like the slowest replier ever—and I busy myself by lying in bed, watching a movie on my laptop. But by the end of it, an entire two hours later, there’s still no reply.
I sigh and decide it’s tomorrow’s problem. If she doesn’t reply, then I’ll just have to track her down and force her to see reason.
Not that I actually know where she lives, but I’m sure I can call Logan and have him find the information I need since he’s a tech whiz and can find anything he wants. He’ll no doubt give me shit about it but needs must and all that.
If I need to go through hell with Logan to get closer to Savannah, then I’ll just have to swallow my pride and bite the bullet.
Only, when I wake up the next morning, I see a text waiting for me, a message that brings a grin to my face.
Savannah
The pier. 11 a.m.
Game on, baby.
FIVE
SAVANNAH
I shouldn’t be doingthis.
IknowI shouldn’t be doing this.
So why the hell am I going ahead with it?
Harley and I are opposites in every way. I’ve seen him around school in the last few years, always hanging out with his friends, laughing and joking and flirting with girls. But I’m the complete opposite. I’m the loner type with few friends and like to keep to myself, preferring to sit in the library alone than socialize.
It’s not like we’ll become friends, and I’m certainly not going to become one on the long list of girls he’s been with, so why in the hell did I agree to meet with him?
And why do I plan on going through with it when my father would lose his mind if he found out?
I should be keeping my head down and focusing on reading the textbooks I have to get a head start at college, not constantly thinking about Harley, and certainly not meeting up with him.
The truth is, he intrigues me. There’s just something abouthim that makes me want to get closer and see under his mask, to see what he’s really like when he's not playing the joker or acting up around his friends.
I want to know who therealHarley Thorn is.
Is he the guy I’ve seen in school, who doesn’t seem to give a fuck about anything or anyone?
Or is he the guy who saved me at the party because I looked uncomfortable?
