Harry stares at me while I laugh in his face. I don’t know what else to do it's just unbelievable that someone like him could ever want someone like me.
“Why are you laughing?” harry asks his voice is breaking and hurt is evident in his eyes.
“I mean do you seriously want me to believe that you want me? Harry I'm black not stupid!” I retort. I know sound like a lil bitch right now but I refuse to be played by some white boy. Not this early in the game!
“Why is that so hard to believe” he yells, oh someone's getting angry
“Harry. You don’t know anything about me, you haven’t even asked about me or my life, you obviously think I'm a piece of meat because if you really wanted me you would have at least tried to talk to me!” I yell back!
“But you won't even give me a chance, your always with that shit face, Luke”
“Oh so this is what this is about, your just trying to keep me away from Luke? Did Louis tell you to this?” I snap, standing up from the couch while waving my finger in his face, I'm obviously pissed that they would go that far!
“You know what, forget I ever said anything!” he retorts. He stands up from the couch and walks up the stairs. Leaving me in the living room all alone.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, what have I done.
I hope hes not too mad to take me home cuz I still need a ride.
I sit on the couch by myself scarfing down the chips on the coffe table. I feel kinda guilty for laughing at him because I have actually had similar experiences. I know how it feels to be friend zoned. I remember crying to sleep because I though no one loved me or that I would never be good enough.
Why did I laugh in his face? If someone did that to me I wouldn’t hesitate to cut their balls off. I should probably apologize. Yea, I will do that.
After a few minutes, I stomp up the stairs and slightly creek open the first door on the right. I guess this is Mikey's room because it has a bunch of trucks, airplanes, toys and toddler stuff in there
I look on the bed to see Harry cuddled up with his little brother.
This is literally the cutest thing ever, thing I might die
“Harry, can we talk?” I ask, he doesn’t answer me he just looks up at me then goes back to ignoring me and cuddling with Mikey
“please” I beg
It takes him a second to get up from the bed and he meets me in the hallway
“what do you want?” he sneers
“ I just wanted to say I'm sorry” I start “ I shouldn’t have laughed in your face
“Okay” is all he says
“Okay I think I will just call Luke to pick me up now” I say turning my heel away from him as I head towards the stairs. I know harry is probably annoyed with my presence right now so I think its best if I leave.
“Don’t go, I'll take you home, just stay with me” he says in almost a whisper
It takes me a while to respond but I decide to stay. We go back to the living room and sit on the couch.
“You know how you said I don’t know anything about you?” harry starts
“yea” I urge him to continue
“well I think we should play 20 questions, you know so we can learn more about each other” he beams
“Okay, that sounds fun!” I say with a little to much excitement
Harry and I ask each other all types of questions. He ask me about my family and I tell him about my brothers and how my dad abandoned us when we were young. He tells me about where he's from. How his dad died years ago and how his mom and brother is all he has left. I know I shouldn’t have but I ask the question that I have been dying to know the answer to for a while now.
“So why are you and Lou so against me hanging out with Luke” Harry tenses at my question. I honestly don’t even know if he will answer me but its worth a try right?
“Its complicated” he starts
“Well I have time, so you can go ahead and tell me” I argue
“I don’t know if you can handle this” oh no honey he got the wrong one
“Harry, you don’t know what I can handle, I'm from the hood so anything you tell me wont shock me” Harry laughs at my sass and just shakes his head
“Ahah I'm sorry Homie I forgot” He says thinking he is cool
I bust out in laughter, homie? Really he is to much!
“Please never call me homie again” I say while wiping tears from my eyes “and I know what your trying to do, changing the subject wont work with me Harold” I tell him. He rolls his eyes at me using his real name.
“okay fine” he finally says “Luke is a ... I don’t know how to put it in black terms, a pimp?”
My eyes bulge out of my head. Luke, my sweet Luke? A Pimp? Bullshit.
“I don’t know his story exactly, but I have heard that he Kid-napes teenage girls and make them work as prostitutes. He sells them to older men and allows them to be beaten if they try to escape.”
At this point I cant hold back my laughter anymore. “ So your telling me that My best friend is a.. Young Pimp” I find it hard to breath because I'm laughing so hard.
“Its not funny Stella, you wont be laughing when he kid-napes you” harry snaps
“Okay, okay fine” I say wiping more the tears from my eyes
“Oh and you can't tell him that I told you of his men will come after me.” harry reminds me
“Harry, I'm sure Luke is not a young pimp but if you insist then I guess I will be more careful with him” I finally reason with him
“Good because I wouldn’t want you to get kidnapped before our first date” he says while smirking
“Who said you get a date with me?” I retort. This nigga must have lost his mind
“Well see about that Dark Chocolate” Harry says winking at me I hit him in the arm but he just laughs at my weak attempt to hurt him. I bet he wont be laughing when I kick him in the balls.
* Do you think that is the truth about luke being a pimp or it a cover story?*
*Sorry this was short and suckish, I been busy but i hope you enjoyed it*
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