A:N) Um… hey? *Awkwardly stands there* So pretty much I hate this chapter but since Brittney wouldn’t leave me alone today but was patient enough to wait since I’ve been busy today I uploaded this. It pretty much explains why Brittney was crying in chapter 7. And no Harry wasn’t hit by a bus… don’t even ask. ENJOY!
Chapter 8
Darn Burritos…
***Brittney’s POV***
Harry’s House Right After Jessica Left
“Haz.”
Poke.
“Hazza.”
Poke.
“Hazza Bear.”
Poke.
“Harry…”
Poke.
“Harry Edward Styles if you don’t get up-! Ah-!”
Harry let out a sleepy chuckle as he pulled me on top of him making me glare at the curly headed boy under me. “So not nice Harry.”
“I have no idea what you mean, love.”
I slapped his chest playfully, leaning me head on his chest as I listened to his heart beat and felt his fingers rub my back soothingly. “I’m bored Hazza Bear…”
“What do you want to do about that?” He smirked as he began to lean in closer to me, killing me slowly each inch. I gave a shrug which made him smile even more. “I think I have a few ideas.”
His green eyes stared intently in my own brown, his soft hands now firm on my waist preventing me from an escape even though, and let’s face it, I never wanted to do.
“Harry…” As soft whisper escaped my lips, coming out in almost a sigh. I felt no words form in my mouth, emotions in my body over taking everything. Or I had gas. I didn’t really know. “Harry I-!”
“My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
They’re like-!”
I quickly grabbed my phone from my pocket, falling off a laughing Harry in the process. “This is Britt, speak now or forever hold your peace.”
A laugh came from the other side making my ears cringe in disgust. “Hey babe it’s Jay,” Whoops…
“Oh hey…”
“Well you sound happy to see me!”
“Uh, sorry I’m jus-.”
“Yeah, yeah it doesn’t matter. Hey I’m sorry but I got to cancel our date for tonight… something came up.” A girlish squeal came from the other line that most certainly didn’t sound like a grown ass black mans.
“Is someone else there!?” I screamed into the phone my blood pressure going up as each second passed.
“What? No babe of course not.”
“Uh-huh…”
“Why? Do you not trust me?”
“Trust you? Trust you?! Is that a joke!?” I snapped into the phone, my face was probably turning blue right now… I looked at Harry for a moment to see he had a frustrated look on his face. “You think I haven’t seen the pictures of you with other girls?! That Jessica doesn’t throw every magazine out there in my face because there is a picture of you snogging some slut in it?! If you don’t then you’re sadly mistaken! I’m through with your black rich ass! Go find some other pretty face cause you sure ain’t having this one!”
I snapped my fingers at I said the last word, ending the call with enough aggression to probably take out the British Navy in one glare. I yes I did just go there!
“What was that about?” A male voice said from behind me causing me to jump. Oh right, Harry.
“Just Jayden…” I mumbled at tad afraid to look him in the eyes.
“Wait a moment. You’re still with him!?” I didn’t dare look him in eyes as he snapped at me. I could already imagine the wild look of his eyes if I did. “After we almost… I’m going for a walk.”
He grabbed his jumper from the counter and left the flat with an angered expression. The door slammed after he shut it, sending a vibration throughout the house that just screamed to me one thing: Forever Alone.
Tears began to bubble in my eyes, as each minute passed the feeling in my stomach grew, and this time, I knew it wasn’t any bean burrito asking for revenge.
By the time I called Jessica I was full on sobbing, over Harry, over Jayden, over the fact that we were out of pop tart. You know serious things.
“Ello?” Jessica said sounding a tad bit distracted, making me want to sob even more for no apparent reason.
“Jess-Jessica…”
“Britt? Oh god what’s wrong?! Who needs to be shot!? You know I got connections-!” She rambled almost making me want to laugh in response.
“Jay- Jayden… I know he’s cheating on me so I broke up a-and me and Harry almost kissed so know he’s mad ca-cause he thinks I’m still with Jayden. And we’re out of pop tarts!”
It was silent for a moment as I cried; a few mumbled words were on the other line before I heard a door bang on the other end. “Oh hell no! I’ll call you back in an hour. I got to go, uh, do something!”
“O-okay… bye Meeks.”
I sat on the couch alone like the complete loner I am, daydreaming about Oreo Pop tart before I drifted off into a deep sleep only to be shaken awake by a red eyed Harry who just hugged me.
“I’m so sorry, love. I never met for you to cry.” I looked at Harry’s face before stopping on his busted lip and jaw. I caressed his face with wide eyes, looking at him to give me an explanation.
“Jessica might have hit me a few times, and then Niall got involved. Jessica pretty much threatened that ‘they would be watching’ whatever that means.”
I shook my head at my crazy best friend, feeling a sense of pride that she beat up the boy I might possibly like because of a stupid fight. God I love that awkward pale freak…
“Are we okay?” Harry whispered in my ear as I leaned back into his chest. I smiled up at him, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.
“Yeah Hazza we are…”
And we would be….
Until the burrito kicked in.
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