"So tell me love.. how'd you really end up here?" His left shoulder slightly touching my right shoulder as we're sat side by side. We both slouch since the benches didn't have a back support and just stare straight ahead at the stilled cherry blosso...
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February 1st, 2018 (Same night)
Harry Styles
"Bitches! I've got goodies, who wants?!" Danielle's friend, Noah, yells excitedly shaking a baggie of pills in front of us.
I look over at him through droopy eyes but wide enough to notice what's dangling from his hand.
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I definitely did not approve of his offer given the circumstances of Danielle's overdose three months ago. I notice Danielle presses her lips together suddenly avoiding both of our stares. Noah noticed my uncomfortable stare and spoke up.
"Why do I feel like y'all aren't telling me something?" He asks me frowning, looking between Danielle and I, gesturing with his other hand. I noticed he likes to make a lot of hand gestures and hand motions when speaking to get his point across.
"Uh- I- " She begins stuttering.
"She doesn't do drugs. Neither of us do." I quickly cut her off and turn to look her directly in the eyes. "She purposely overdosed a few months back and I nearly lost her. I'm not taking that chance with her again, but thank you for the offer anyway Noah."
I turn back to Noah with that last sentence. I tried to keep my cool while refusing his offer because seeing him offer Danielle drugs was like seeing him offer her, her death sentence. But it's not his fault. He didn't know what she went through to get here to this moment, let alone what I went through seeing her struggle so much with that. She's not a drug addict but if you offer she will accept only to overdose with them because she's okay with it. But i'm not okay with it, hence, why i'm not letting her do that shit.
"Yeah- uh i'm good." That's all that she managed to put together.
"Oh fuck, i'm so sorry girl, I didn't know." Noah tells her apologetically scrunching his eyebrows into a frown.
"Uh- yeah you're fine. No worries, i'm not an addict or anything, it's okay Noah." She tells him reassuringly. "But don't let me stop you, you can go ahead." I keep my straight face on wanting him to go away instead of him doing drugs in front of her.
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