Chapter 16: Standing on Lies

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Harmony's POV

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Harmony's POV

Rolling out of bed, reluctantly, I drag myself towards the front door.

With a heavy sigh, I unlock the locks, grasp the doorknob, and swing the door open. 

"Good morning baby girl," a smiling Trevon says.

"Hi,  I say while giving Trevon the death glare.

"I'm slowly regretting asking you to take me home yesterday because I didn't expect you to just show up at my house unannounced," I say defensively.

"So... you gone invite me inside, or am I gone invite myself?" Trevon asks while pointing inside of my apartment completely disregarding what I just said.

"Fine. Whatever. Come on in, and make yourself at home while you're at it," I say in an annoyed tone.

"Fasho!" Trevon says as he walks into my apartment, and makes himself completely comfortable on my couch.

I close my front door, follow him to the couch, and I sit down beside him.

"So..." I say as awkwardly as I possibly can.

"So..." Trevon says matching my energy.

"Um... what's your favorite color?" I manage to ask with a forced smile.

Trevon busts out laughing.

"Shit, you my favorite color, what's next?" Trevon answers bluntly.

"Ugh, and you couldn't have asked to come over? Or better yet waited to text me until this afternoon? I ask still a little annoyed.

"Nah, I thought popping up on yo ass would be funnier, and which it was, plus I got shit to do later on today," Trevon answers nonchalantly.

"Okay, so what are we even about to do together?" I ask frustratedly.

"Whatchu wanna do? cause I don't mind doing each other," Trevon says while smirking. 

"Mmmm, I like the sound of that," I say teasingly.

"For real? Say less!" Trevon says as he starts to lift his shirt.

"Nah, I'm just playing, but you should have seen your face. Halliorous! You thought you were about to get some booty," I say jokingly.

"Gone ahead and get dressed, I know what we finna do, "Trevon says as he hops up from the couch.

"I'll be right back, I need to get something from my car real quick," Trevon says as he heads out the front door.

As Trevon leaves, I get up from the couch and head over to my closet.

As Trevon leaves, I get up from the couch and head over to my closet

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