Kendall was being all fake and shit, her and Kim were arguing about Kylie's love life. While Khloe was just bitching about how Rob got Chyna pregnant, like the bitch acts as if she wants to fuck her own brother. Kourtney was just trying to listen to Khloe. "Why didn't Harry come down" Kylie asked Kendall. "I don't know, I'll go check on him." she said running up the stairs. The camera crew of course followed as she burst through the door and started crying like a lil bitch. It was a bit staged so you rolled your eyes at her. Harry just looked at her and the camera crew. "Get the fuck out of my house." he roared, you thought he was talking to Kendall, but no this cracka was talking to you. You looked at him disgusted. Kendall just folded her arms. "Hol' the fuck up bro, you just smashed and asked about our daughter then when your bitch get up here you want to kick me out? You know what bro you ain't shit. And you hoes use the footage and I'm suing the fuck out of you rats." you said putting on your clothes. You walked down the stairs and looked at all the sisters. "Oh my god what is up with everyone wanting black girls now a days." Khloe started. "Bitch, shut your ass up you know you're half black, we all know your hoe ass mama fucked with OJ." you said staring daggers into her. She started crying and you looked at the other sisters. "I have no beef with you. Buy my lipkit, matter a fact I'll send you each color free." Kylie said shaking a bit. "I don't want that cheap dusty shit." you said walking out the house. You went straight to your aunt's house to pick up your babygirl. You were so done with Harry and them damn sisters that as soon as you got home you packed your shit up and your daughters. You left your home with a note on the door. You knew that Harry would try to come and apologize you didn't know when but you knew he would. Your daughter was now six, which means it has only been a year since Harry pulled that shit on you. Recently you got a dm asking if you could meet for coffee. You weren't going to go but you just said fuck it. You went to the coffee shop and there he was, Harry with cute hair, not like to his shoulder but legit cut. You knew he and Kendall broke up a few weeks after you and him got caught. "What do you want Styles" you said not even sitting down. "Look, I know I was so wrong for what I did, and I didn't mean to I really want you and my daughter." he said. "Fine, last chance. Cheat on me I'll fuck your bitch ass up." you said looking at him. He hugged you. "Never" he breathed out.
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