A Series of Unfrotunate Events

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3:00 AM

*DEMI'S POV*

"What the hell are you doing here?", I glared.

"I just wanted to check on you. you seemed sad yesterday.", the green eyed boy said.

"Wow. you just noticed that.", I slurred holding the bottle of bourbon I just opened.

"No.", Harry stated and tried to grab the bottle away from me.

"Oh fuck off!", I shouted and my "gang" gathered behind me.

"I think you should leave harry.", Ed stated.

"Demi why are you so angry at me?", curly asked.

"Oh I dunno.", I sneered. "maybe I'm extremely pissed at you because you're a fucking cunt that is in a relationship with my younger sister who I despise. oh and what happened to the 'if you and Lou break up and I'm taken I'll break up with that person and get with you again?'"

"I really like your sister.", Harry stated bluntly.

"Don't you see that all she wants to do is make me angry? she hates me just as much as I hate her.", I shouted. "what she told you about missing me was bullshit."

"You know what. I'm not going to get back with you. you're a horrible, stuck-up bitch!", Harry shouted and started to the door.

Harry has never been good at relationships, but he sure is good at leaving girls in tears.

*HARRY'S POV*

I swear. Demi is being such a bitch. her sister is the sweetest girl ever. all she does is care about her. I got to my car and kicked the front bumper.

"What happened?", Diana asked when I got in the car.

"She is pissed.", I stated.

"Well she's a fucking bitch. no one even likes her. the only reason any guy was interested in her was because she was easy.", Diana babbled.

"Don't say that about her ever again.", I glared.

"Why? you know it's true. she told me that you said it yourself."

"I didn't fucking mean it.", I shouted.

"Calm down."

My phone buzzed. when I unlocked it I saw a text from Demi.

*i hope you know that I love you. you promised that no matter who you were with you would come back to me. what you said tore me to pieces. if you really care about me you will come over at midnight on Christmas to stop me from killing myself.*

She won't do it. she's just trying to make me feel bad for calling her a bitch. well I don't give a fuck.

"What's wrong?", Diana asked.

"Nothing I'm just angry and frustrated with demi.", i grumbled.

"I can make you not so frustrated.", Diana smirked and kissed my neck.

I expected some sort of spark or something like a small fire that would remain on my skin but the only person who has that effect on me is Demi.

~3 Hour Earlier~

"Come on in guys! join the party!", I shouted and stumbling towards the couch with my homies.

Haha homies. hoooomies. that's a funny word. so is boobies. and penguins. hehe.

"Penguins are my homies that don't have boobies!", I laughed and took a swig of beer.

"How many drinks have you had love?", Michael asked.

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