AN
I'm sorry for not updating. It's just been super busy right now. And I know that barely anyone reads this but if you do then I apologize.
Chapter 5
I ran downstairs and saw my two friends already sitting on the couch eating chips. They're so comfortable in this house now.
"Uh hey guys"
Mel sits there with a bored expression and gives me a small smile. While Maddy runs up to me and gives me a big hug.
"Oh my lord! Maddy why?!"
"I don't know. I can't hug my best friend without being judged? I mean jeez."
We start laughing and Mel gives us a "shut the fuck up" look.
I start whispering to Maddy.
"What happened to her?"
"She's just pissed cause she didn't make head cheerleader." (AN I know nothing about cheerleading.)
"you know.. I can hear you!" We turn around to see an angry Melody glaring at us. Melody is an extremely sweet girl but when she's mad, she turns into the devil child I swear.
I walk into the kitchen to get water when I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I unlock my phone and go to the messages. It's a text. From Harry.
The Devil: What's taking so long?! Hurry up I'm dying in your closet. It's super hot and stuffy in here.
Oh shit! I forgot he was upstairs. Oopsies.
I walk into the living room and tell the girls that they have to leave.
"I'm sorry guys but something came up."
"Aww okayyy" they say in unison. Whoa that's creepy.
As they walk out the door I run upstairs to my closet. I pull the door open and see Harry all crouched in a ball. It was hilarious to see such a big man in such a small space. He untangled himself from my closet and walked out. We were standing there looking at each other for a good minute until I said something.
"Soo... Are you here to kill me because I'm not really in the mood to-"
"No. I'm not gonna kill you"
That's a relief.
"Then why are you here?"
"To apologize."
Bish whet.
AN
Aww he's apologizing. Sorry my story sucks. If I continue on with it, I promise it will get better. I wonder if I still have any readers. That'd be cool if I did considering that I haven't updated in hella long. Yes hella. For any if you that don't know hella means "a lot". Yay Go Bay Area! California whoop whoop! No?... Okay sorry....
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