𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍, ʰᵃʳʳʸ ˢᵗʸˡᵉˢ

• 𝟑𝟎 - 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠

──────── ⋆⭒˚｡⋆

i jumped into the uber, feeling the weight of the day lift slightly as i headed to myla's. the day had been a whirlwind, and i needed to unload. my phone buzzed almost immediately—myla calling. i answered, and she was already fired up.

"you will not believe this shit," she started. "ciara's been a total mess. she's obsessing over this guy who's not even into her, and now she's going off about the girl he actually likes. it's like she's stuck in some twisted soap opera."

i chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "seriously? what's she doing now?"

"she's been shit talking the other girl and acting like the whole world's out to get her," myla said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "i even asked her if she gave the girl a name, and she got all weird and defensive. then she just bailed. i think she's hiding something."

"sounds like a mess," i said. "maybe she's feeling guilty or something. anyway, you're being pretty secretive yourself. just meet me outside your place, okay?"

when I arrived at myla's, she greeted me with a warm smile. we headed straight for the kitchen, threw together some cookie dough, and plopped ourselves on the couch for a new girl binge. we were in full gossip mode, and of course, the conversation turned to harry.

"soooooooo, you remember how i got a bit too drunk last night?" i started, trying to sound casual.

her eyes widened with curiosity. "yeah, what the fuck did you do? no actually WHO the fuck did you do?"

"wellllll, obviously might of had a few too many. maybe too out of it that i ended up at harry's place," i said, chuckling at the ridiculousness of it all.

"nofuckingway," myla said, laughing. "harry's place? you've been broken up like a week! soulmate shit if you ask me. "

"so i'm in a cab, telling the driver where to go, and when i got there, harry opened the door, and he was just as plastered as i was," i continued. "erm, wemightofslepttogether . but then this morning, things went south."

Myla's jaw dropped. "say that again, proper english this time. what happened?"

"we might of slept tougher , but, this morning we had this big argument because harry called it a mistake. and get this—during the fight, he actually threw a plate at the wall," i said, rolling my eyes. "i was like, 'woaaaaah, chill out!'"

"get out!" she exclaimed, laughing. "he really threw a plate?"

"yeah," i said, nodding. "his anger totally took over. but honestly, after he calmed down, he looked genuinely sorry. i don't think he meant to lose his shit like that. it was like his temper just exploded."

"damn, that's some next-level drama, honestly wish i could of use this for my gsce drama," she said, shaking her head. " he's got some serious issues with handling his anger. but i'm glad you're okay. i'd kick his ass if he hurt you."

"i love you for that," i said, feeling comforted by her support. "it's nice to know you're on my side. he's being a mess right now, and your support means a lot."

"seriously," she said, grabbing another cookie. "and just so you know, i'm never leaving you alone when you drink again. you're never going to end up at some guy's place while hammered without me around to keep you out of trouble."

i laughed, grateful for her protectiveness. "thanks. i could use a friend like you around to keep me grounded."

the conversation then shifted as myla's excitement about her upcoming debut album came up. "oh, and before i forget, my album is dropping next week!" she said, her eyes sparkling. "i've been working on this for months. i'm so excited, but also super nervous."

"that's completely normal, i feel like that everytime before we drop, " i said. "i'm so excited for you. you've worked so hard on this. what's the vibe of the album?"

"oh 100% teenage girl going through a breakup, obviously graceland too, which is my love letter to you. " she said, beaming. "i just wanted to make sure it showed every side of me. but enough about me, let's talk more about your harry drama."

we went back and forth, discussing the album and my situation with harry. eventually, the conversation turned to the potential awkwardness within the band. "do you think it'll be awkward now that you and harry had that fight?" she asked.

i shrugged. "i don't think it'll be too bad. i'm probably only going to tell zayn. he's the only one i really talk to about stuff like this."

she nodded in agreement. "yeah, that makes sense. alright, then, let's call zayn and jade. they're good people to have around right now."

i pulled out my phone and called zayn, inviting him and jade over. "hey z, can you tell my sexy amazing girlfriend i want her to come over, i guess you can come too. "

"whatever melly," i could tell the prick had a stupid smirk on his face. "we'll be there soon."

it wasn't long before they arrived. i filled them in on everything that had happened. zayn listened carefully, taking it all in with his usual calm demeanor. "well, i can't really pick sides here," he said diplomatically. "but you know i'm here for you, and i'm going to be overprotective like the big brother you never got. but don't be surprised if you see me accidentally elbowing his ribs. "

jade, on the other hand, was less restrained. "that bastard harry! i can't believe he treated you like that. i want to go over there and give him a piece of my mind."

i laughed, appreciating her fiery spirit. "i'm alright. i just needed to talk it out and get some support."

zayn wrapped an arm around me, giving me a brotherly comforting squeeze. "look, you've got us. and i'm not letting you go through this alone. we'll figure it out together."

jade nodded vigorously. "exactly. and don't let that asshole get to you. you deserve so much better."

with their support, i felt a renewed sense of strength. we continued talking, reminiscing about old times, and catching up on life. the mood lightened as we laughed and joked around, and i found myself feeling a lot better.

having zayn and jade there, along with myla's ongoing support, made everything seem more manageable.

as the evening wore on, we settled in to watch a movie, with jade and myla providing their running commentary. it was a much-needed break from the stress, and their company was exactly what i needed to start moving past the drama with harry.

myla's debut album was right around the corner, and despite the chaos of the past few days, there was a lot to look forward to. as we watched the movie and laughed, i realized that even in the midst of all the craziness, i had friends who had my back.

it made everything feel a bit less overwhelming and a lot more hopeful.

𝐚𝐯𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬!

bye im so sorry i have not realised how long its been since i updated