SPACES [Editing]

Chick Flicks and Ice Cream

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Here's an update 'cause it's my birthday!!!!! :)

Hope you like it :)

This chapter's a bit sensitive. Not that it involves violence or anything (Just look at the title), but there's going to be blood and a cut so yeah. Here's a trigger warning.

Harry Styles

"You okay?" I asked Gemma as soon as we left our parents' house. She's been wordless since we arrived which was not normal for a woman like Gem who'd always choose to voice out her thoughts.

"Yeah. Just feeling a lot like shit, but I'm okay." She said, holding back her tears.

"Hey, we talked about this before. We don't care about all that anymore. We have each other. We'll be okay." I tried to comfort her.

"You don't get it, H. He wants us to have his inheritance just so people wouldn't think badly of him. Not even because we're his children. Have you not seen his face? It was like he didn't even try pretending when he said it. Who cares about his stupid company, anyway?" She's so furious that she's about to cry.

I couldn't tell her anything else because we share the same thoughts. I thought for once that our dad was going to invite us for a proper luncheon but it ended up a disaster. He started talking about market shares and our inheritance which we didn't really care about. He went on and talked about how our brother's going to be the new CEO in two days; we've seen that coming, but he probably expected us to object and he's frustrated because we didn't.

"Hey. Want some ice cream?" I tried to divert her attention.

"You used to not like ice cream, what happened to you?" A smile started forming on her face.

"Louis happened." I smiled back at her.

"It used to take me hours to get you to eat ice cream with me! You know what? I really liked Louis." She poked my cheek as soon as we were back inside my car.

"Too bad, he's mine." I smirked at her.

"He should be. He got you to actually invite me for an ice cream date! It used to be the other way around!"

"You haven't answered my question yet! Do you want ice cream or not?"

"When did I ever say no to you and ice cream?" She answered with a laugh.

"I thought so." I started driving, hoping that thoughts from what happened earlier at our parents' house would not surface again.

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"Want some?" I offered my ice cream to Gem.

"No thanks. I still have mine. Why'd you get large anyway?"

"I always get large." I told her.

"Any particular reason for that?" She asked, cleaning off the side of her cup with her spoon.

"Louis would always finish his ice cream first and he always ends up eating off mine. I couldn't say no, so I always get large. So he doesn't run out of it."

"You're a softie for him, aren't you?" She started eating off from my cup.

"When it comes to Louis, I'm anything but a "softie", if you know what I mean." I wiggled my eyebrows at her.