Harry's POV 💙
"Harry!!! Would you come down here please? Now." My mum calls.
Oh shit what did I do now? I knew I shouldn't have came home for the weekend but how else was I going to change my mail address. "Coming!!!" I yelled back. I was on my way out the room when i turned around to admire my old room. It wasn't bad but it definitely needed some work. I could see the light on the ceiling close to falling but that's why I never walked under it. I swear this fucking house was a death trap. I don't know why my mom refuses to move. But when I graduate college I'll be able to buy her a nice one with my money I've been saving up. I exit the room and make my way down stairs to my mum. "Mum?"
"Oh! Harry you have some mail again. It's on the living room table."
"Thanks mum." I said and walked to the living room and grabbed my mail. God I have to change my mail address. I walked to the front door and shouted," Mum I'll be back for dinner mum!!" I closed the door and made sure yo lock it around this neighborhood. I walked over to my black Toyota Camri and hopped in. Oh shit I almost forgot about my mail!! I go through the thin stack and notice an NYU stamp. I immediately rip it open and notice that it's my current report card. "Oh shit" I mumbled. I opened it and it showed a B in Economics, A in choir, C in Native American studies and an F in Calculus. "What the fuck dude! How the fuck am I failing that shit man" I hissed. I can't fail calculus, my mum's going to get pissed. I can't even imagine what my dad would do....... I got to do something about this. I put my mail in my car compartment and sped off to the post office to change my mail address.
Delia's POV💙
"Aaaaaah!!"
"Oh my god Alondra are you okay? What happened!!?" I yelled tuning into her room.
"Louis is throwing a party at his house and he invited me! Can we go, can we go, can we go please Del. I promise I'll be good for the rest of the year. She exclaimed.
"You promise?" I questioned.
"Ehhh I'll try.... ? No promises though if Louis wears that red and white striped cut off shirt that makes his tattoos look so-"
"Oh my god! Alright we'll go just stop about how sexxy his tattoos look geez. Does he even know I'm coming? I bet no one wants the school geek at their party."I huffed.
"Of course he knows you're coming he texted me that I could bring a friend and he knows you're my favorite hoe! And you're my geek. Now cone here and let me see what you can wear to the party. The invite said no pants so we have to wear dresses and your closet is horrendous." She said. I walked over to her and layed on her stomach. "What's wrong with my clothes?" I asked. "Nothing......it's just that you dress like a raggedy Mackie Del. And you know I love to dress you up bitch. Pleeease? I can do your make up too..." She rambled. "On one condition!!! I get to keep my glasses because last time I was stumbling around the frat house looking for the bathroom." I say. I look at Alondra who was laughing her ass off as she remembers that night. I get off her bed and over to her dresser where all her beautician weapons are and pick up an old picture of us when we were five. Back then her hair was black and not the galaxy grey she dyed it when we were fifteen. Me, I stayed the same only on the picture my glasses were too big for my light brown face. I remember how much I used to get teased for being black and Mexican. But Alondra always defended me and we've been best friends ever since. I wipe a stray tear from my chew and walk to the bathroom to get in the shower to get ready for Louis' party.
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A Tragedy Away (h.s. fan fiction)
FanfictionMeet Delia Mendrode: Quiet, shy, weird, NYU student majoring in criminal justice, graduated top of her class Meet Harry Styles: Outgoing, bad boy, mysterious, and not doing so hot in college What happens when the college students clash unexpectedly...