Chapter 18

♡ Lauren’s POV ♡ He pushed me up into a tree and kissed my neck. I was so lost in happiness that I couldn't think, and the only thing that came out of my mouth was a moan of breath. I finally found my voice, and I stopped him before he could speak. "Magee, stop, we can't do this.” I gasped. He looked at me disappointedly, then hid it with a disinterested look. He slowly lowered me and went to pick up his shirt. When we were in a tense moment, he threw away his shirt. I let myself avoid looking at him, and I began to look for my clothes everywhere. I was replacing my clothes when I heard Albert clear his throat before he called out my name. I turned around and looked at him. He felt flushed, but still a little excited. "Cam, I was caught in the moment.” He said. I smiled sadly.” It doesn't matter, it won't happen again, it was a mistake.” No, but I would never tell him. When the words came out of my mouth, his face turned angry, and for a second I tried to take them back. But when his stupid mouth opened to speak, I didn't take it back. "Yes, it was a mistake that will never happen again. I don't know why I touched you like that.” He trembled as if the very thought of it made him sick. When he said these words, I took a deep breath.” Wow, I get it, you're being a jerk again. You're a fucking piece of shit, Magee.” Damn him and his actions always make me feel like shit. I turned away from him and ripped my clothes off my head. I was going to get up and limp away from him. Even though I might get lost, because I don't know where we are. I put on my shoes and started to leave him. "Lauren, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.” "He pleaded, rushing out to grab my hand and stop me from leaving. "I brought you here to explain my actions, so that's what I'm going to do.” "He announced, sounding defeatist. "One minute you're being nice to me, and then you're being a jerk! ” I yelled, taking my hand out of his because everything he touched stung and I couldn't think straight. My behavior made him look depressed.” Shall I explain? ""He pleaded. "Go ahead, I'm tired of hearing it over and over again. Now explain! ” "I cried, frustrated. He took a deep breath and sat down on the grass under the tree. We've just had an exciting time. I blushed at the memory and sat down next to him to make sure there was plenty of space between us. "This may not mean much to you, but before you judge me, just hear me out, okay? ""He complained. I nodded and waited for him to speak. "It all started when I first met you. Remember when my parents dropped me off? "He asked. I nodded and let him continue. Yes, I remember those terrible people. How can I forget when they gave my mom horrible names because of our financial situation. We're not as rich as they are, and they don't want to associate with poor people like us. That doesn't mean they have the right to treat us like nothing. "It was the first time I met you and I was so attracted to you that I told my parents I wanted to be your friend.” He looked at me out of the corner of his eye and his face went red. What? Magee wants to be my friend. I remember the first day he smiled at me. But I also remember his mother roughly pulling him over and saying something to me that made him look back at me in disgust. "They were really mad at me, and mom yelled at me to stay away from you because you and your mom are poor. She said that if I would be your friend, they would abandon me.” He grunted sadly, as if the thought hurt him. Magee's parents hate us so much that they bully their son to keep him away from me? Do they really hate us that much? "But you still don't have the right to bully me, Magee. Because of you, no one wants to be my friend. How do you think that affects a little girl? "I accused him angrily. "I know, Lauren, and I'm sorry. I just took it out on you because I was so mad at them. I was angry because I couldn't be your friend, so I didn't want anyone else to be your friend. 'So you mean to say you don't want me to have friends other than you? 'I raised my eyebrows. "Yes, if I can't be your friend, then no one else can. I know I fucked up, but I don't know any other way to show you that I like you, and I never grew up in a home where my parents loved each other, so I never learned how to show it. He shrugged as if it were common sense. His words made me feel sorry for him. It must have been awful to know and grow up with parents who hated each other, but that still didn't give him the right to torture me. "You have no right, Magee! You've made my fucking life hell.” I shouted, angry that he had bullied me instead of talking to me like a normal person. "I know, I'm sorry, can we start over? ""He asked, sounding desperate. Just like that, my heart rate plummeted, I immediately calm down. I hate myself for forgiving him so easily. "Where are your parents? I know very well that they will not approve of us being friends now. 'I asked. At my words, his face changed to a despondent expression that convinced me that his parents would not allow him. I muttered angrily, "But I can see from your behavior that you haven't stopped bullying me.” "Yes, I recently broached the idea of being friends with you, and they went nuts. They actually said they weren't going to pass the family business on to me, and I worked bloody hard for it.” He said. He sighed and looked at me thoughtfully. "But that's why I can't leave you, Cami. Can't we keep a secret? I mean we have a project to do together so we can hang out without looking suspicious.” He looked at me hopefully. "I don't know, Magee, it's just too much information. So will bullying stop? "I asked. If we have a chance to be friends, the torture must stop. "Don't worry, I won't bully you anymore.” "He said defiantly. It took me five minutes to think before I made up my mind. Being his friend doesn't sound too bad, and maybe I'll start forgiving him and even myself for not being strong enough to stand up for myself. But his parents are assholes. I nodded. "We can be friends, but Polly? " At my words, his lips parted into a smile, and I bit them.” Don't worry about Polly, I'll look after her.” He sighed. 'We'll take our time, though I'm not very happy with you yet. I can't forget what you did to me. One day is not enough to forgive you for years of bullying.” I said.