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This couldn't be happening right now, it isn't possible that my world was spinning out of control currently and all because I came to the mall. First I couldn't believe Harry was here and decided to stalk me considering how far Daria had to walk to meet up with him. Second, I just hope it didn't get too ugly with Harper here. If Daria thought that she was going to get away with calling me the names she usually did, she had another thing coming. Harper wasn't dumb and when she would finally put two and two together, things weren't going to end well for Daria. I could already sense Harper being lost as she looked at the three of us, Harry and I both had scared looks on our face while Daria had a wicked grin like she had just won the lottery. She was a loose cannon and right now it was going to bite her in the ass.
"So chubs, what are you doing here. Not like stores here have your size", she snickered.
"Excuse me", Harper handed me my drink and stepped in front of me.
"Oh and you're in a diet, looks like you took my advice after all", she clicked her tongue.
"Excuse me but who they fuck do you think you are", my sister got in Daria's face.
Daria was startled momentarily as Harper bumped chests wither, Daria lost her footing and reached out to Harry to help her but he wiggled out of her way as we both watched the horror unfold. This wasn't good for Daria.
"Who are you", Daria but back.
"I asked you first honey buts once you didn't want to answer me I'll give you mine. I'm your worst nightmare and if you or your friends ever touch or call my sister names again I'll make sure your life is a living hell. When your sleeping in your expensive bed at night you should be wondering if I'm not slipping through your cracked window at night and cutting off all your hair or maybe I'll be pouring God knows what all over you", Harper continued.
Daria looked like she had seen a ghost and I could tell she was either going to cry or pass out from my sisters threat. I thought Harper was done but she wasn't as she reached out and pulled Daria as close as she possibly could.
"The next time you or your friends even blink in my sisters direction, I'll bury you alive somewhere where your rich parents will never find you".
Daria stumbled out of my sisters hold and backed up, I felt slightly bad as she was walking backwards and not paying attention as she tripped over the bench behind her as she lost her footing. She didn't say anything to Harry as she turned on her heel and sped walked away form the scene, I knew it was most likely because she didn't want us to see her cry. Harry turned to me and offered me a sympathetic smile but I wasn't having any of it. I didn't want him in my new life I was building for myself, whatever apology he had he could shove it.
"Listen Y/n...", he started but I cut him off.
"Look Harry you made your decision and now you have to live with it, you chose Daria over me and yes it sucked but you know. I'm not even mad at you anymore, I feel sorry for you because one day you're going to realize that this was all a mistake and it's going to be too late. When that time comes, I hope you hurt just as much as you've hurt me", I finally breathed a sigh of relief knowing I had got all that off my chest.
He looked down and nodded, grabbing Daria's bag and heading to where she had walked off to, Harper or I didn't say a thing as we both watched him walk away from us. When it was safe I looked at Harper and she pulled me into a hug.
"I'm really proud of you for standing up for yourself sis, see things are going to work out. Your going to se the changes soon enough and it's going to feel perfect, now let's go before the mall closes", she hugged me.
"Thank you", I whispered in her ear.
"For what", she asked pulling back to look at me.
"For finally pulling me out of the dark hole I was in", I said seriously.
"That what I'm here for baby sister, to help you when no one else can".
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Harry Long Imagine {Completed}
Fanfiction*TRIGGER; this stories contains self harm, depression, bullying, fat shaming, and eating disorder. If any of those are triggering for you please avoid this story* He was a boy dressed in all black, he might not have looked like an angel, but to her...
