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"Huh?"
"You heard me. Why do you hate me?" Why is he even asking?
"I don't hate you."
"Yes you do, everyone knows you do." I frown and set my phone down.
"Up until a few days ago you never looked at me twice unless your friends were calling me some name," I shrug. "Who says you're not like them?"
"I say I'm not like them."
"Prove it." He looks down at this phone and back up at me. At that moment, a couple of girls come in and take a seat. Harry just turns around and slumps into seat.
"That's why I thought," I mumble.
Taylor Swift: how much longer till class starts??
Me: you have a phone, tell me.
Taylor Swift: oh cranky bitch
Me: harry.
Taylor Swift: what are you being over dramatically mad about this time¿
Me: he asked me why I hated him and I told him it was bc of his friends
Me: and he said he wasn't like his friends
Taylor Swift: which is a reasonable response
Me: STFU LET ME FINISH
Taylor Swift: k
Me: k
Me: so I told him to prove it
Me: he looked at his phone and it looked like he was going to say something
Me: but a couple girls came in and all he did was turn around
Me: ??? is there something I'm missing?
Me: why is he being so weird
Me: he didn't even talk to me until like a few weeks ago idk
Me: this whole thing is strange
Me: like you and him
Me: are you sure you're not friends with Harry?
Taylor Swift: don't blame me bc Harry's a weirdo
Taylor Swift: honestly I think you just need to hash out these past feelings against him and his friends
Taylor Swift: it's immature to blame one guy for his friends idiocy throughout high school
Me: I'm not going to do anything
Me: he has to prove he's not like his friends
Me: then I'll think about forgiving him.
Taylor Swift: that's fucked up
Taylor Swift: why can't you just believe him
Me: why are you defending him
Taylor Swift: because right now he's a hell of a lot nicer than you Maggie Mae.
Taylor Swift: at least he's making an attempt to be nice
Taylor Swift: more than I can say for you.
