Everyone turned their heads towards the direction the voice came from. Barack and Justin were shocked to see that Harry was the one who had told them to stop. Harry and Barack were best friends.
"What do you want, Harry?" Justin said.
"Barack, you can't marry him!! You and I were meant to be! You should be marrying me not that dirty slut!!" Harry said, while his eyes slowly filled with tears. He couldn't imagine living the rest of his life without Barack.
"Harry, listen here... I don't love you anymore, okay? I love Justin now, not you." Obama said to Harry in a calm voice.
"But I have loved you since we were eighteen!!" Harry cried.
"You were mine for the summer, now we both know that it's over. Get over yourself, bitch." Barack almost screamed. He was tired of Harry, he just wanted to marry Justin so they could go to the after party and get drunk.
"But Barack, please take me back. I love you!! Why can't you see? You belong wi-" Harry was suddenly cut off with a loud bang as he fell to the floor.
