American girl [H.S.]

Chapter 14 - Rail me please

"Morning." Harry says, walking into the kitchen while I hop on one leg over to the fridge.

There's nothing really in the fridge since we're just staying here for about a week. Just water bottles and some leftovers from a restaurant.

I grab a water and hop onto the counter, almost falling over.

My leg still hurts, but it's mostly fine now. The only problem is I have liquid medicine I have to take that's so nasty.

All because I can't take a pill. It's super hard! I keep thinking I'm gonna choke and pussy out at the last second.

"Babe, let's go. We have a whole day of adventures." Camille says, coming behind Harry to hug him.

"Oh Emma. Sorry about what I said last night. I was being a real bitch." She apologizes.

Yeah no shit.

"It's fine." I smile.

"Thanks for sacrificing the day for us. We'll bring you home some food." Harry winks.

"That's okay, I was just gonna postmate." I shrug.

"Alright, try not to die while we're gone." Harry says before they both disappear out the door.

What to do...

Food.

Yeah. Food.

I pull out my phone and postmate some bomb ass chicken. The doorbell rings which surprises me. How'd they get here so fast?

I open the door to see Joey standing there.

Shit. I forgot to cancel the date.

"Joey...hey. Sorry I forgot to text you I can't go out tonight." I say.

"Oh, why not?" He asks.

"I got stung by a jellyfish." I say, lifting my wrapped calf up.

"Oh I'm sorry." He says.

"It's fine, sorry I cant go out. I'm on bed rest." I shrug.

"Well...if it's cool, I could just spend the day in here with you." He offers.

"Actually, that's a great idea. I just ordered some bomb ass chicken." I smile.

"Perfect."

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"She sounds like a real bitch." Joey says through a mouth full of chicken.

"I know, but then sometimes she's super nice! Like make up your mind." I say, stuffing a piece of chicken in my mouth.

My phone vibrates and I look to see Harry posted on Instagram. I open it to see a picture of Camille on the beach with the caption "sun kissed😍"

He's such a white girl.

"How is she so skinny. Like she doesn't even have rolls, how's that fair?" I groan, showing Joey the phone while I lift up my shirt to poke my stomach.

"And her cheekbones? Jesus." Joey sighs.

"What's Harry look like?" He asks.

"Let me find a picture." I mumble, looking through my camera roll.

"Lord have mercy! That is one fione man!...wait. Is that Harry Styles!" He yells.

"Yeah..." I trail off.

"Your childhood best friend is Harry Styles?" He asks again.

"Yes." I reply.

"Bullshit." He says, shaking his head.