Lily Evans ♡ Y/n I

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" That is it! No more fighting. Both of you go back to your room!" Mrs. Evans yelled at us as my mum dragged me back into the house whilst looking at the other women apologically for which she nodded. I was still angry at the ginger girl. I lifted up my middle finger flipping her off as mum shoved me into the front door of the house.

"Why can't you and Lily can just get along?" Mum sighed.

"She is mean mum. She just told me that my nose looks like a banana!" I stomped the floor, smearing the mud from my boots all over the floor.

"She is a year younger than you! Can't you stop being petty and actually talk to her? It would make both my and Carol's  days a lot easier." she said, examining the scratches on my arms.

" See how bad she attacked me, Mum! " I said trying to gain some sympathy from mum.

" Well, I know you did the same to her" she said with a straight face. Damn. She knows us a little too well for my liking.
" Now, come with me. " Mum dragged me out, not giving in to my protest she brought me to the Evans household.

"Patricia? Y/n?" Mrs Evans stood up holding her ginger head daughter back from going back to her bedroom.

"We have got to do something about these two little devils here. I am so tired of their fights every day" mum said, her grip still firm on my wrist as she sat on the sofa.

"Yeah, couldn't agree more" Mrs Evans said, shooting her daughter a angry look.
"How about a little get along-"

"No!" Lily and I yelled at the same time before the women could finish her sentence.

"Well, if you two are going to fight everyday, as very responsible mothers we have got to do something. Am I right, Carol?" My mum smirked.

"Absolutely. These two young ladies must learn how to behave nicely around each other" she said.

" Okay! I won't fight with her anymore. Just don't make us do anything together " Lily growled.

" Yeah, we won't fight anymore " I continued.

" Aww finally our girls are agreeing on something " my mum chuckled.

" One more fight, and we will get you two a get along shirt! " Mrs. Evan looked at us. I nodded and headed back to home after throwing the ginger girl a death glare.

" Where is Petunia? " I heard my mum asking Mrs. Evans as I stepped out. I can not believe how mum and Mrs. Evans are besties. I hate her younger daughter with all of my heart. She always makes fun of me. What a bully!

But Mrs Evans' older daughter. Petunia is same age as me. She brings a whole new meaning to being a bitch. I would rather get along with Lily than her. If only I was at gunpoint and had no other choice.

We moved in a few years ago. I was seven years old back then. The moment I saw Lily I knew HATE at first sight was real. She said my dress looked funny. The audacity of that asshole. Since then, I am eleven years old now, almost five years, we two have been biting each others heads off daily.

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It was a fine evening. I was at my backyard, watering the roses as mum asked me to. Suddenly I heard a song from the other side of the fence. I sharpened my ears listening carefully. And yeah, I heard it again. I dropped the hose and pulled the stool closer to the fence so I can peak above it. There sat a girl, she had her legs hugged against her chests. She cried burying her face into her knees.

I felt upset to see her like that. I have never seen this girl like this. She is always mean and annoyingly happy. But, what made her cry like this? I jumped over the wooden fence and landed onto Mrs Evans flower bed. Hope she wouldn't mind. I sneaked towards the crying girl. "Hey" I said, hesitantly. I didn't know how to react.

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