Hello again.... This is also NOT my story...
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Alchemy knocked softly on the door to the apartment: 3J it read.
She heard moving around on the other side and then the door flung open, revealing an exhausted looking guy. “Can I help you?” He muttered, his accent making him sound harsher than he should.
Alchemy placed her hand on her hip and adjusted the suitcase in her grasp, “I’m Alchemy Whitman, your new room mate? Or are you just so stoned right now that you’ve forgotten that, as well?”
Harry rubbed his eyes and took in the girl standing in front of him She’s fitter than I expected; Bitchier too, He thought. “Oh! You’re…Um…Ok, um come on in..” He stepped out of the door way and let the tiny red-head in. “Your bedroom’s the third door down the hall,” He said, pointing towards the various doors down a hallway.
Alchemy rolled her eyes and pushed past her new roommate, “Thanks,” she muttered, dragging her stuff into the room. Which was… “Orange?” Her eyes widened a bit, taking in the room.
Harry came up behind her and leaned against the doorframe, “Yup. Problem?”
Alchemy shook her head, “No, not right now anyway,”
Harry rolled his eyes, “Welcome home,” He said sarcastically.
“Sure as hell feels like it,” Alchemy muttered before closing the door right in Harry’s face.
Bitch, He thought to himself.
“I heard that, pop star!” Alchemy scornfully hollered from her room.
Harry jumped back a bit, not realizing he had said that out loud.
Running a hand through his curly mop of hair, he headed to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for his date tonight. I can already tell this is gonna end badly He thought to himself, stepping into the shower.
Alchemy tossed her clothes into the closet in the room, organizing them by item and color, “If anyone comes in here they’ll think I have OCD,” She mumbled to herself, laughing slightly. “But that Harry guy’ll be the death of me,” She added.
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A Match In Hell
FanfictionEighteen year old Alchemy Whitman was out on her own. No longer living in Texas with her family, she packed her bags and moved to London. Of course, Alchemy wasn’t expecting to end up sharing an apartment with the notorious Harry Styles. But then...
