Boulevard Of Broken Dreams [ Wattys 2015 ]

XXX - "Disneyland."

heyyyy :3

A pillow hit her head and she groaned in laziness and pain.

"Leave me alone." she mumbled.

"Wake up!" Harry yelled tossing the pillow again.

"Harry, what the hell?" she looked at him still sleepy.

"You're not still sleeping! Come on, get up!"

She glanced at the small clock on the desk and put the pillow on top of her head.

"It's 7 13 AM. Go away."

"Exactly, get up!" he moved the blankets.

"No." she protested.

"Yes, right now maybe. Come on we're gonna be late." he pulled her up.

"Late for what?"

"Disneyland?" he rolled his eyes.

"More like Disneyass." she let go of his hold.

"I'm serious." Harry yelled going over to her closet and throwing some clothes from it.

"Wait a second, we're going to DisneyLand?"

"Duh?"

"Harry, what is this?" she asked, more like demanded.

"You said you had never been there and you always wished to. So I'm taking you.

"But-"

"Tell me ten places you wanna go. Doesn't matter where they are in the world." he sat beside her smiling fondly.

She sighted closing her eyes.

"Southside."

"South-What?" Harry widened his eyes. "Southside? What are you going to do on Southside, get shot or something?"

"Come on. It's gonna be cool. Mickey was born and raised there,"

"Yeah that's why he is angry 90 percent of the time and has a 'FUCK U-UP' tattoo on his knuckles." he shook his head.

"He's a nice person." she complained hitting his arm.

"Sure." he stood up. "Are you going to get ready or not?"

"Okay, okay!" Demi smiled. "Get out."

"hey that's unfair." 

She shut the door and Harry ended up walking up and down the stairs for a while. Kris was watching him in silence at the bottom, balance on her arm as she comforted herself on the hall frame, a bored expression on her face as she shot her eyebrows up when Harry noticed her.

"What?" Harry threw his hands stopping in his tracks..

Kris shrugged and turned her heels. She clearly wasn't the one to have a conversation with.

"You better pop lock and drop that attitude." he called out. 

Kris flashed him her oh-so-famous middle finger and kept walking effortlessly. Since Harry had nothing to do, he decided to lose the boredom by pissing her off. Not a good choice of course, but he could use a little fun. He followed her to the kitchen, where she sat down on a vacant seat besides Ann. Mickey and her were already deep into the conversation to notice he came in. 

"I'll give my baby the name Yevgeny in the future." Ann said, her mind somewhere else.

"Huh?" Mickey mouthed not really caring.

"Yevgeny." Ann made herself clear.

"The fuck kinda name is that?" he made a disgusted face.

"My father's?"