"Harry! I called to speak with you, but Niall said you're sick so I decided to bring you soup!" My crazy ex-girlfriend Kianna said as she entered my room. Why would Niall let her in, he knows what a psycho bitch she is.
"What is that smell, it smells like something died in here," she said in her annoying voice.
"What are you doing here kianna?" Why won't everyone just leave me alone?!
"I came to see you, I've missed you, you haven't been returning my calls." She whined "Kianna, we broke up like two months ago," I sigh in frustration.
"We're not over until I say we're over," she spat. I rolled my eyes and I called for Niall, and he came running in.
"What's wrong?" He asked, sounding worried.
"I want this crazy bîtch out of our house!"
"You know I'm standing right here, Harry"
"Kianna," I sigh "I'm gay. You were a beard, modest hired you! Honestly, I'm more gay than Neil Patrick Harris."
"Harry you cannot tell me our whole relationship was fake, I love you and I know you feel something for me to."
I sighed again for what felt like the millionth time today and said, "Kianna get the fúck out please, you were fired two months ago."
"I'll make your life a living hell, Harry, just you wait and see," she said and stormed out of the room, Niall following behind her. When I heard the slam of the door I huffed, lied back down and fell asleep dreaming about Obama.
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Hi guys, thank you for reading! Sorry for taking so long to update, I'll write another chapter soon.
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Fanfiction"Harry Styles is in the biggest boy band of this century, he has millions of girls throwing themselves at him everyday. So what will happen when Harry meets Obama? the president of the United States?" •inspired by a Tumblr post•
