"She had this way about her, a way I could never begin to describe. She was so beautiful when she was angry. She was hypnotizing when she was happy. She was so ambitious, so inspiring. She made me want to be a better person. This girl was like a dru...
"He would always be the storm. And she would always be a girl who danced in the rain." ~Nicolette Hugo
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Harley's POV
I stormed into the house, Bentley hot on my heels. I had ignored him all the way home. I wasn't in this mood for his bullshit. I looked over and saw everyone crowed around Debbs, the girl was sobbing.
"I'm gonna deck that little bitch." Fiona muttered.
"What happened?" I asked. No one looked over at me, their focus remained on our little sister. The young redhead continued to sob as Steve tried his best to calm her down.
"Does that even make sense, Debbie?" He asked as he kneeled down to the girls level. "Why would your dad be in Halsted when he lives in the opposite direction?"
"Well that depends, how was he looking when you, uh, left him at the Alibi Room last night, Steve?" Asked Lip as he stomped into the room, Karen following behind him. My eyebrows rose at the accusation. Everyone grew quiet and stood from their seats. This would have been great information to have prior, but Steve held out.
"Who is he?" Bentley whispered in my ear, referring to Steve. I ignored the boy and kept my eyes glued to my sisters new boy toy.
"When?" Fiona asked.
"Uh, ten. Ten thirty. Went to apologize, bought him a drink, then went home." Steve explained as he put a cigarette between his lips. I could tell he was lying however.
"Why didn't you say?" Fiona asked. The door behind Bentley and I opened making everyone turn. Kev walked through the door, a worried expression on your face.
"Hey, can I talk to you for a sec?" Kev asked Fi.
"What the hell is he doing here?" Lip asked, suddenly noticing Bentley's presence. Fiona walked to Kev as I tried my hardest to ignore the looks the rest of my siblings were giving Bentley and I. "Harley?" Lip muttered. I rolled my eyes at my brother.
"Not now." I muttered through gritted teeth. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I rolled my eyes yet again and went to go answer it. When I opened the door I came face to face with a smiling Xavier. He was dressed in nice khaki pants, a white collared shirt, a blue tie, and his black winter jacket.
"Xavier?" I asked, wondering what he was doing here.
"Hey, Harlow." He said with a smile on his face. He looked down at me, his smile suddenly disappearing. "Did you forget?" He asked with a slight raise of his eyebrows.
"Forget?" I asked. My eyes suddenly widened as I realized we were supposed to go out tonight. "Shit." I muttered shaking my head. "I'm sorry, Xavier something came up." The boys face turned concerned at my words.
