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p a r t i

school is on so ive been busy lol whoops

enjoy x

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 t a m e e 

i scoff at the sight, tears threatening to spill. i run out of the place. i dial any number i see on my contacts list. a familiar voice appears

"what's up tamtam?" 

"what the fuck? arent you a little busy fucking my boyfriend at the moment to be answering the phone" i snarl

"what? are you drunk?"

" i just saw you walk in there with harry, what the fuck?" i curse

"i am at home eating chinese food watching friends, come on"

what is happening?

"what? no fucking way. is she back?"

"um..yes" i hear her voice go low

"i thought she was in australia" i yell my voice growing loudly

"she came back yesterday, i dont keep track of my slut of a twin" she fires back

"fuck. just pick me up." i say hanging up. my tears fall from my eyes. i feel so betrayed and hurt. i cant even do anything about it. they're in there right now having sex o our bed. like what the frick?

.

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"would you like some tea?" leyna asks

"i hate tea"

"wine it is" leyna returns with glasses of wine. "so let me get this staright they came into the place and were making out?"

"yeah, right infront of me. i thought it was you"

"i look nothing like her"

"you do and i got so angry at you"

"why don't you just make him jealous?"

"how?"

"make him wish his girlfriend was hot like you" she smirks taking a sip.

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welll idk