I woke up to knocking at my front door. I hadn't even realized I fell asleep. I got up, rubbed my neck and checked the time. 5:27.
I unlocked the door and there stood Miranda. Arms crossed, head tilted, anger clear in her eyes.
"Hey.." I quietly said.
This is not what I wanted to happen right now.
"What are you doing right now?" She asked.
"Well, I was sleeping." I said.
"Aww, did I wake you?" She smirked.
"Look Miranda. I don't feel like discussing anything that happened earlier. So, if that's what you came here for, a phone call or text might've been decent." I crossed my arms.
"No! We're talking about this in person."
"Well, obviously. I meant since I was sleeping." I said in a 'duh' tone.
"I didn't know you were sleeping." She said, blankly.
See what I mean about maturing.
"My point exactly." I said.
"Okay. Whenever you're ready to grow up, give me a call." She said.
She's really telling me I need to grow up.
I'll show her immaturity.
"Or maybe I'll storm over like you, yeah?" I challenged.
"Kris, I'm not doing this right now." She sighed.
"Oh, that sucks, because I am." I smirked.
"Okay, let's do it this way!" she shouted.
"Like you really wanted to do this in a civil way." I almost laughed.
"Oh my fucking god." She mumbled.
"Look, Miranda. I didn't mean to yell at you like that earlier. I hate Harry with a burning passion of a thousand suns just like you." I said. "But it doesn't matter if it was Harry or anybody else, that was rude, disrespectful, and completely uncalled for. I couldn't just sit there and let you insult him that way."
"It was only the truth." she said.
"'Go find some other girl to fuck'" I quoted her exact words, "He's a player, yes, but that doesn't mean you need to rub his nose in it."
She stayed quiet, so I took that as my cue to speak.
"You don't why he's the way he is. He's never done anything to either of us, besides take your parking space." I added because of the sour expression on her face.
"Did you forget about his attitude towards everyone?!" She asked.
"No, but like I said, we dont know why he is the way he is." I shrugged proving my point.
She looked at me for a few moments.
"Call me if you need a ride tomorrow." She said dryly, before hopping into her car.
I watched her drive off before closing my door and locking it behind me.
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Last (Harry Styles)
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