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"Angie, we need to talk." Harrie said announcing her presence.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes, "Of course."

Harrie sat on the couch next to her but Angie shifted around wanting to be far away as possible from Harrie at the moment.

"Seriously Ang." Harrie scoffed shaking her head at Angie's pettiness.

"I-" Angie was cut off when Maddie entered the room. "Who is that sexy hunk standing in the doorway? Did you bring him Harrie." She almost squealed.

Harrie scrunched up her face, "That's my 'bodyguard'. Daddy insisted I have one." She explained using air quotes for the word bodyguard.

"Daddy's 'angel'" Maddie teased using the same air quotes for angel.

Harrie glared at here.

She sighed, "I'll leave you two alone to converse. Just don't fuck on the couch. I'm going to go chat up Mr. Hottie." She smirked and sauntered out of the room.

"Angie-"

"There's nothing to talk about Harrie."

"Yes there is, you know there is."

Angie scoffed, "I like you, you don't, it's not the end of the fucking world."

"That isn't the point Angie, why did you never tell me?" Harrie frowned and turned so that her entire body faced Angie though the latter never made eye contact or even looked at her.

"Would it have made a difference Harrie?" Angie finally turned to face Harrie, "Would you have done something?"

Harrie looked down in thought but Angie took her silence as a response. "Your silence-"

"Yes I would have Angie." Harrie grabbed Angie's hands in hers, "I would have acted differently, be a better friend instead of a bitch and you know..." Harrie trailed.

Angie smiled weakly, "It's fine Harrie, you don't need to explain, and I was okay with everything we did, I did agree to it didn't I?"

"Yeah but I still feel guilty."

Angie snorted, "You, Harrie Styles, feeling guilty? That's a first."

Harrie playfully slapped her, "Shut up!"

Harrie looked down at her's and Angie's hands. She sighed and looked up at Angie, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I promise." She took a deep breath, "Now can we stop with all this emotional talk, it's really not my thing." Angie shivered.

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"Hello good afternoon, what can I get you?" Roxy walked up to Harrie and Angie's table where they were seated in the café she worked at, her not realising who she was speaking to since her head was down looking for a clear page in her little notepad.

"Waffles and black coffee." Angie answered, Harrie saying, "Five minutes of your time." Both spoke at the same time, with Harrie glaring at Angie.

"You have got to be kidding me." Roxy scoffed and walked away.

"Roxy wait." Harrie got up and grabbed her wrist.

"Let go of me Harrie."

"I just wanna talk."

Roxy scoffed, "Is that why you brought that bitch?" She glared at Angie.

"Please Roxy, atleast ten minutes."

"Make it five." Roxy sighed giving in and leading Harrie out of the building where they could talk and have somewhat of a privacy.

"Wait! Who's gonna get me my coffee and waffles?" Angie asked stupidly.

"Fetch it yourself bitch, you've got two legs." Roxy answered and walked off.

But Harrie just stood there looking at Angie and shrugged.

"Your times ticking Harrie." Roxy reminded her. Harrie groaned but followed her outside non the less.

"I'm sorry." Harrie said as she stepped out.

"Like I care, it doesn't matter anymore." Roxy answered head turned to the side watching the cars pass by not really paying any mind to Harrie.

"Can you atleast look me in the eye as we have this conversation?"

"News flash Styles, the world doesn't revolve around you or that patetic bitch inside there." Roxy snapped.

"Can we stop calling each other names while we-"

"Why? Does it bother you that much that I call her a bitch. Because that is what she is, your bitch!" Roxy almost yelled, bitterly.

"Roxy!" Harrie yelled then sighed to calm down. "Can we please have a civerlized conversation like two friends."

Roxy rolled her eyes, "I am not your friend, never really was anyway. You never seemed to notice me anymore after you introduced all of us. Your attention and world always seemed to revolve around her! So why don't you go crawl back to her and leave me the fuck alone."

Harrie looked hurt and confused after she said all that.

"Oh don't look at me like that you fake little bitch. All you do is pretend, surprised you aren't made of plastic yet."

That was the last straw, Harrie stayed positive all while Roxy threw hurtful words at her. Sure she may not have been the best friend or shared her time among them equally to notice much, but she didn't deserve the words being thrown at her, atleast that's what she believed.

"Fuck you Roxy! I can't believe you'd- you know what, never mind." Harrie shook her head and was about to walk away but Roxy grabbed her and shoved her against the wall of the building.

"No fuck you Harrie, you do not get to walk away from me while I'm speaking to you." She groaned, "Fuck you make me so angry."  She grumbled and then attacked Harrie's lips in a messy, rough kiss while Harrie just stood there eyes wide and frozen.

A gasp was heard which caused Roxy to break the kiss.

The both looked over to find Angie standing outside the door looking hurt.

Roxy scoffed and just walked back inside not caring a bit about her actions, while Angie walked away from Harrie readying to leave.

Harrie rushed after her, "Angie wait! It's not what it looks like."

Angie stopped and spun around to reveal she had tears rolling down her cheeks. "Wow Harrie, how cliché of you."

"But it's the truth, she kissed me I didn't-"

"Even worse Styles." She shook her head and walked away but Harrie grabbed her back.

"No don't go. I mean it, Angie, I didn't kiss her, she kissed me."

"I don't care Harrie." Angie chuckled bitterly and roughly wipped the tears off her cheeks, "I don't care Harrie, I don't even know why I'm crying. It's not like I am- you are- we are- fuck! Forget it Harrie!" She grunted and walked off.

And this time Harrie didn't stop her, she let her go realising she probably just needed time and space.