Kiwi |H.S.|

thirteen

   

Fragments of the frame were left shattered on the hardwood.

    Harry stormed in, his eyes covered by a pair of dark designer shades. His brown locks were perfectly placed today, a few pieces gelled down. He looked put together today, a concept that seemed rare in his world.

"There were diamonds encrusted into that picture frame!" Ariana screeched, her body shooting up as she glared at Harry. His face remained complacent.

He leaned his figure against one of the walls as he took in the large mess, one of his eyebrows raised. He didn't look too shocked as he looked back at Ariana. It was as if he almost expected clothes to be strewn everywhere. I began to wonder if she did this every time she got stressed. I prayed that wasn't the case.

"I have some of your father's money he sent this week." Harry informed, holding out a white envelope loosely between his two fingers.

Ariana crawled forward in a flash as she hurried towards the edge of the bed, her body shooting up like a meerkat as she gracefully plucked the envelope from his fingers. There was a widespread greedy grin on her face as she did a tiny dance, tearing the edge of it open. She looked into the thick envelope and released a dramatic sigh. I watched as she glanced back up at Harry, a content smile on her lips.

"Thanks Hazza." She breathed, reaching forward to give him a hug. He successfully dodged it with a disgusted look on his face.

"Don't ever try th-"

Ari cut him off mid sentence, her body frozen as she examined his neck. She gave him a sly smirk as she nudged his shoulder.

"Is that a hickey I see?" She winked at him teasingly as she motioned towards his neck. Sure enough there was a light purple hickey just above his collarbone. A few others were scattered along his neck as well. Anyone else would've blushed with embarrassment at the taboo, but Harry scoffed.

"Geez, I don't know, what does it look like?" He asked sarcastically as he pushed up against the wall to stand before taking a few steps forward and sitting on the bed. I try to ignore the gnawing at my stomach as he answered her question.

Her eyes followed him, "Who did that monstrosity to your neck? Is she sucking you like a vampire again?" Ariana gave him an all knowing look as her nose crinkled in distaste. I wondered who the 'she' was that Ariana was referring to. She looked at him curiously.

"I don't think it's any of your business who I'm fucking."

Her jaw dropped incredulously as she slapped the side of his arm, "I knew it! Your sleeping with Josephine again!" She bellowed in surprise and disbelief, "I can't believe you're screwing that gross swine. After that stunt she pulled you should know better." I cringed. Just two days ago I was probably laying in the bed they'd just had sex in.

    This was about to get bad.

He shot her a glare and shoved her hand off his arm, "You're one to talk," he scoffed loudly, "I've heard around that you've been fucking Abby's little brother." He spat menacingly.

I raised an eyebrow as I watched the two's encounter, feeling like I should say something but unsure if I'd be pushing my boundaries. This was a quick turn of events. If they kept going on like this they would surely get into a full blown fight. Ariana was already as stressed as it is.