I raise my fist, about to bring it down, but instead pull it away and run a hand through my hair.
"Damn it, Tomlinson. Why do you have to be in that family? Why couldn't you be a Payne, or Horan? Even a Malik would do!" I cried out, sliding against the wall.
"Same goes to you... Styles..." He mumbled, turning around and walking swiftly out the door.
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