𝟎𝟐𝟎. ( your roses )

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D R O W N I N G

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D R O W N I N G

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''it wasn't fucking me!'' 

crew and chris looked at him with a disapproving look. they had saw the entire thing unfold, and they saw tate walking out of the cafeteria fuming with ketchup and egg dripping from her hair and clothes, but they didn't get involved until harlow and matt were screaming at each other in front of everybody. 

harlow and matt used to actually be a good couple, and people were convinced they would be high school sweethearts, but it was starting to unfold quickly...and tate was just speeding the process along. in the end, chris and crew pulled their brother away whilst harlow screamed at matt, him shouting at her over his shoulder until they couldn't hear each other anymore.

in short, matt and harlow were becoming more and more toxic everyday.

matt saw the looks on their faces and scoffed, rolling his eyes. ''you guys don't believe me?'' 

''not really.'' crew shrugged.

''chris?'' matt asked. ''not even you?''

he shook his head helplessly. ''i don't know, matt! you haven't exactly been the nicest to tate since we started high school and you and harlow do whatever the other says...it's a weird dynamic.''

''i didn't tell harlow to spray tate with ketchup!'' he exclaimed. ''where the fuck did she even get ketchup and eggs that quicky?!''

''i believe you, matt.'' bella said, sitting on the grass with the three boys. 

''and that's why you're my best friend.'' he muttered gratefully. ''thanks, bella.''

''it's just hard to know.'' crew admitted. ''if you'd been nicer to tate, then-''

''well, i haven't.'' he snapped. ''i've been fucking awful to her, i get it. you don't need to keep reminding me of it every second.''

crew looked at him. ''you finally feel bad?''

''no.'' he said quickly before sighing. ''she's just...she's vulnerable with me. i knew i hurt her, but i hurt her way more than i thought.''

''at least she talks to you.'' chris said.

matt looked at him questioningly. ''she talks to you aswell?''

''i'm just saying...if i were tate, i'd never speak to you ever again but, hey, that's just me!''

''thanks, chris.''

''you should've chased after her.'' bella said. 

''she wouldn't like that.'' matt mumbled, looking to the floor.

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