I thought it'd be cool to add in each chapter the songs I've listened to while writing and/or what songs I think they'd fit with the chapter. So here it is :)
Imagination — Shawn Mendes
Hit The Ground — Justin Bieber
Cheap Thrills (Acoustic) — Sia
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With his computer at the end of the bed, I stared at Harry from my position on the bed. His hair were down, covering his forehead, his masculine hairy legs were crossed in front of him, his eyes were intensely fixed on his phone, doing anything but acknowledging my pretense next to him.
"You know what's the thing I hate the most?" I asked annoyed.
"Socks?" He jokes.
"No, but close. By the way, you know how awful it is to have socks just a little too big for your feet so they keep rolling under the hell?"
"Gosh, that sounds extremely horrible. I don't know how you deal to live with this. Terrible."
"I know right! Once I was—"
"Seriously Connie?" Harry interrupted me.
"Or you know what else?" I asked, ignoring his annoying tone. "Words with double meaning."
"Ugh?"
"Let's take for example the phrase 'I laid my eyes on you.' But you can also say 'I wanna get laid.' So if you hear just half of both sentences you don't know what to make out of it. Make out! Even make out has a double meaning. Oh dear lord, I just realized it. Why people haven't invented more words so that they won't be repeated in different sentences with a different definition? Why invent so many useless words people will never use, but not some that may be useful? That's what I don't understand. That's a deep problem society has but just a few people have realized it."
"I...What?" He furrowed his eyebrows, his expression confused.
"Or you know what else?" I repeated. "Bad words. Like why are they called bad words? Why are they bad words, in the first place? Who decided they're bad words? Just a bunch of people once sat down and determined that fuck, shit, whore are bad words? Why? Why instead 'cabotage' is not a bad word? It sure sounds like a bad word. Or what about 'nudiustertian'? Which, by the way, it does not mean a nudist martian. Who decided the meaning of the words? It's not fair. I want to invent new words but I'm living in a century where everything it's already supposedly discovered."
"Connie, just get to the goddamn point." He said rolling his eyes.
"I just think we should be able to create new words."
"So that's the thing you hate the most? Not to be able to create new words?"
"Oh no. God, no. As a matter of fact, I hate a lot of things." I stated.
He huffed "As much as I want to deepen your speech, I don't think you wanted to talk about you inventing new words. What is it, then?" He asked exasperated.
"People on their phone while they have company." I smiled.
"You talked for a good seven minutes straight about words when you could have just said to get off my fucking phone?"
"That would have sounded rude."
"Well, you—"
Before he could add something else I said, "Not ruder than you texting while I was there for a good thirty minutes."
