"Thanks, Louis," Connor said, and hung up the phone.
Harry sauntered into the room and stood quietly behind her. She locked her phone and slid it in her pocket. She spun on one foot, coming face to neck with Harry. She screamed and he laughed at her.
"Harry!" She laughed and hit his chest.
"Sorry," he shrugged.
"No you aren't," she smiled.
"True," he nodded. "Who was that on the phone?"
"Uh," Connor became nervous. "No one important, just my uh, my sister," she stuttered.
"Con," he said, cocking his head to the side.
"Okay, okay," she gave in. She took in a deep breath and prepared her speech. "Your birthday is in 8 days, right?"
"Yes?"
"Well, I was thinking of throwing you a party, and so I thought of what we talked about yesterday, and I decided to call Louis, and—"
"Connor," he said, dragging his hand down his face. "I told you they didn't like me anymore."
"But they do, Harry! Louis said he misses you so much!" She claimed, throwing her hands out in front of her body.
"He's a liar."
"No, he's not! You just have this awful image about them hammered in your brain and it's not right! Louis was very excited to hear about your birthday, and he said he will call the other boys and tell them. He's even bringing Eleanor!"
"I don't want that bitch in my house."
"Harry! She's not a bitch. Just give it a chance, please?" Connor begged.
"No, call him and tell him not to come."
"Harry, they miss you."
"Connor, please," Harry whined.
"No. They are coming."
Harry turned around and walked out of the room. Connor stomped after him.
"Harry!" She yelled and grabbed his shirt. She turned him around and held his wrist. "Please just give it a chance, babe, I promise you'll enjoy it," she said.
He nodded slowly, and a smile spread across her face.
"Thank you, Harry! Oh, gosh, this is great. This is going to be so good, I'm so excited!" She said, trailing off into the bedroom.
He sweetly smiled at her, watching her walk away. He loved her, he really did. He was happy that she was excited, but he had a sickening feeling about that party.
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Fanfiction"next time don't wear those damn shorts." I'm trying to make this as real as I possibly can. this will involve what actually goes on in a rape environment and the circumstances of the events--leading up to and following-- so that this community can...
