"No never" I laugh into my pillow
" oh come on he's so fucking hot" Jenny smirks
" you know that doesn't matter to m-"
" I know, I know you like guys who will write you a thousand pages of poetry spilling out their heart and soul explaining their love to you" she interrupts me
"And"
" and you need to know that boys like that don't exist" she tells me
" yes they do"
" okay maybe in your dreams but this is high school not a love movie" she says
" okay we'll maybe I like my dreams better the reality"
" listen Harry Styles is a god damn sex god and if he slammed you against the wall and asked you to fuck him violently a small part of you would"
" wrong agin" I smile laying back next to her
" you're right not even a small part of you would want to all of you would and you would, you would fuck him hard" she laughs
" I hate you"
" I love you too bitch"
