Him vs Her

Chapter 30

My phone rang and I checked my messages. It was Harry. It seems like he's the only one who texts me these days, not that I'm complaining.

We need to talk... Well that doesn't sound good.

About?

Us

Why do you want to talk about the United States??

Be serious

How can I be serious if I'm Skylar xD ?

-.- anyway I'm going to tell you

Go ahead.... :/ I have a bad feeling about this.

We've been dating for a while now and you haven't once made me a sandwich

Oh I'll make you a sandwich alright! and choke you with it for scaring me like that.

Hahahahaha I got you ;)

I would've expected that from Niall tbh

Heyyy I have to eat too :P

Well whatever, you know ever since we started hanging out I've had to buy a top up card almost every week.

Hahaha same, you cost too much to talk :p

Same goes for you Harold

I locked my phone and went downstairs to the kitchen. I poured milk and my favorite cereal 'frosted flakes' into my bowl. I began eating peacefully but Louis decided to bother me as always.

"There's none left?" He asked.

"Nope" I said with a mouthful of cereal.

"You ate it?" he asked. Um duhhh.

"No, I'm eating it" I said gesturing to my bowl. He rolled his eyes and grabbed a bottle of orange juice from the refrigerator. He smirked and poured some of the orange juice in a glass. He sat next to me and leaned on the table hitting the glass with his elbow, making the orange juice spill all over me.

"I wish you'd never been born!" I yelled at him. "Ugh!"

"And I wish you'd shut up once in a while" Louis said clearly amused. Calm down Skai. Breathe!

"Well at least I was wanted, you were obviously a mistake" I fired back at him. Okay so that was not clam.

"I really want to beat the living daylights out of you, too bad you're a girl"

"Too bad you are," I said throwing the bowl full of milk at him.

"Well you know what at least I'm not adopted! You don't even look like the rest of us" Louis said which is ironic considering he's the one that doesn't look like us.

"We're even! Now we're both soaked" I held a wry grin or possibly a snort of amusement at him getting angrier and angrier.

"Mom wanted kids...I wanted dogs, guess we got both" Dad said glaring at us. Later that evening we got into another argument. Shocker.

"Give me the remote now. Before I sit on you" Louis said.

"Go ahead" I said still watching my show. "Get up and set the table you good for nothing, lazy dickhead" What's ironic was that I was calling him lazy and I'm the one laying on the couch.

"I wish I could but I really don't want to so..."

"Hey do you remember when I hit you that time and you cracked your head open? That was hilarious. I really want to do that to you again!" I'm guessing you kind of know that I am a 'tiny' bit quick tempered. I know this. I know it's a flaw. I battle to control my temper and most of the time, I win. But occasionally, like today, I didn't, I couldn't control it. And now I'm feeling guilty and regretting what I had just said to Louis.