CHIKLIT/ROMANCE
"BULL! You still love that useless prick!"
"Harley!" I cry, "It's not him that I want! I lo-"
He punches the wall, forcing my favorite memory to shatter across the floor, "I'm going to kill him!"
Haunted by her memories, Liana...
So. This event will take place in a smalllll truck.
Tight spaces may equal trouble.
Let's see how Liana handles being stuck between her two admirers lol!
I would love to hear your opinions!
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Seconds later I heard Harley say to James, "Good afternoon sleepy head! Are you ready to go eat? I'm starving!"
James wobbled back and forth as he stood back up. He held the back of his hand against his swollen cheek. I watched as he slowly looked up to Harley. His eyes filled with pure hatred. His expression was cold and dark, "You punched me you piece of-"
James stopped mid-sentence as he saw me exiting the bathroom. I flattened my hair the best I could and straighten my shirt one more time. Harley did not look back to see what I was doing. He just crossed his arms and waited for James to make a fool out of himself.
James rubbed the side of his temple. I could already see a nasty bruise forming under his eye. He grabbed his temple as began to gesture sweetly, "Oh dear lord...I guess I deserved that. I'm so sorry for making your friend feel unwelcome in our town."
James did it again. He used the word friend as if he was taunting or testing the word out- he made it sound almost...bitter.
Even though Harley and I had just had quite a rewarding moment, James made me ponder over the entire situation.
Friends... are we just friends? What if I am finally going to be with Harley the way I want?
But-but ...that's impossible...
Harley has reminded me on SOOO many occasions that he doesn't like me in the romantic since. He has also reminded me of his sexual preference every time I wished he preferred women, but the more I stare at his side profile and his wicked grin as he in front of James -is it possible he has been lying to me?
I began to think about Charles.
Did I ever see him on an official date with Charles?
No, I didn't.
Did I ever see him hold hands or kiss?
No. Not once.
Kind of strange actually...Harley had always said he liked to keep his love life "private."
