- Lesbehonest. h.e.s -

-4. shit.-

"SAMIRA NOEL ESTER ROBINSON" I hear Nat's voice ring throughout the whole flat.

"Huh, wha, huh" I mumble, jumping by the surprise of her voice and wiping a bit of drool from the corner of my mouth, in my sleepy state.

"What is thiiiiiiiiisssss" She says putting so much emphasis on "this", it kinda sounded like an Italian accent. She was shoving her phone in my face, but my eyelids were half closed. I then open my eyes slowly and widen them in surprise at what the hell I had just seen.

Three pictures of me and frog dude cuddling.

On his muthafuckin Instagram.

You done fucked up Banana boy.

I grab her phone, and scroll down his instagram, mentally hitting my head against a wall repeatedly for being stupid enough to even take the photos.

Under the one of me making the ugliest face I've ever made was captioned "what a princess".

The second one was of me throwing up the middle finger and was captioned, "aw cutie" and third on of Harry and I cuddling was captioned,

"i'm her banana boy".

And there goes the fangirls. Trying to hunt me down.

I clicked on the comment section to find comments like, "Who is this bitch?", "What's her @ name?", "She isn't even that cute". BITCH. HAVE YOU SEEN ME. that's dead. you thought you could lower my esteem. Confidence level on 3000 boo boo.

I was so focused on the pics and comments that I didn't even notice Nat standing there, arms crossed while clearing her throat.

"Care to explain?" She asks when I look up at her.

"Ok. So, uhhh...so the other night, the dude came into my room, all drunk and stuff, and was like I need a cuddle buddy, and I was like go away man, and he didn't so I grabbed his ass and took pics. I'm sorry, I'm such a shit friend, he's your idol not mine and I sh-" I rambled, hoping this wouldn't effect our relationship.

"Sammie. I'm not mad" Nat says with raised eyebrows, uncrossing her arms and walking over to sit beside me on my bed.

"Your not?" I ask, with furrowed eyebrows, tilting my head to the side a bit.

"Of course not. I'm not gonna be that one friend in every fanfic who gets mad about every little thing" She said with a big smile staring at nothing in particular.

"Huh?"

"Nothing. Nothing. But guess what???" Nat says, obviously changing the subject.

"Waddup?"

"Guess" She says with a hopeful smile on her face, taking a seat next to me. I hate when she pulls this shit.

"We aren't doing this right now. " I say with a blank expression on my face.

"Fine." she sighs rolling her eyes. "I gotta job. For a movie!" She says with a big smile on her face.

"Oh my god really? I'm so proud of you bitch" I say enveloping her in a hug. My bitch is gonna be a movie star.

"For what movie?" I ask while slowly pulling away from the hug, genuinely happy to see her finally perusing her dreams.

"Dunkirk! A war film. I start tomorrow." She says with so much joy in her voice, I can't help but smile right back at her. 

But honestly, who does Harry think he is, posting those pictures without my consent. What a chode muncher.

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Today was the first day shooting Dunkirk and Nat said it was okay if I tagged along. I'm honestly so happy she is doing what she loves. I never got to ask her what character she was playing or all the details about it but I would find out soon.

We pulled up to the set and got out of the car. Wow this seems legit. Once we got in, Nat had to go and I just sat in a crew members seat because honestly I have no idea if I'm even aloud to be here.

A few minutes later, I see Nat, with coffees in her hands and I jog over to her.

"Shouldn't you be getting dressed? They said they're starting in 15 minutes." I ask looking her up and down, noticing the apron she is wearing.

"I never said I was acting. I'm an intern. I pass out coffees" She says with a big smile on her face. Welp. If she's happy I'm happy.

"I work with Bill. He's chill." She says nodding over at a middle aged, half bald man, taking a hit from a thick ass blunt, near the coffee machine.

"He doesn't say, or do much, but I feel like we connect on a spiritual level" she says before calling his name and sending him a small wave for him to return it by taking his thumb and pinky out and shaking his hand.

Ship it.

After a couple coffees and a few hits from Chill Bill's blunt, I went to find a bathroom to light my own blunt in. I mean Bill's weed was okay, but I had that good shit.

After I was higher than a muthfuckin kite and had some terrible munchies, I left the nasty ass port-a-potty and decided to find some snacks.

As soon as I stepped out of the small space I bumped into a hard chest and looked up to find the one and only, pretty boy himself.

"Hi Sammie" Harry says with a cheeky grin on his mud covered face, as he comes in for a hug but I swerve the shit outta him making him fall into the port-a-potty.

"You don't get a hug. You posted the damn pictures of me on Instagram you bitch ass bitch" I said furiously, backing him up into the potty and shutting him inside.

"You're not coming out until I forgive you" I yell locking him in from the outside. But like, why is there even a lock on the outside. What type of fuckery.

"Sammie, please, I'm sorry. I have to finish a scene,I can't be in here. I just think you're really pretty and cool and I didn't mean to start anything and the pictures were so great I had to share them and your baby hairs were sticking up and you looked so cute-" He said banging at the door trying to get out making the potty wobble and almost tip over a couple of times.

"mhm. I smell lies."

"What the fuck Sammie. You can't smell lies." He says as he continues to bang at the door.

"Harry, stop banging on the fucking door. You're gonna tip it over you idio-"

Before I could finish my sentence, the potty tipped over making all the waste inside audibly spill.

"Shit" I hear him groan from inside.

I quickly open the door to Harry covered in actual human waste making me want to throw up at the sight. I begin to laugh and point at him hysterically.

"Oh my god. 'Shit'! Like literal shit!" I laugh as he grabs onto a metal pole and struggles to stand up but fails miserably and lands in yet, another puddle of human feces.

        this is kinda trashy and short
buh enjoy kiddo. And if you deleted my other book, stepbrother out of your library, you might wanna add it back because i might be updating soon :) ok

                  bye now