*RichBitch calling mobile*
I groan. Who’s ringing me this early? Is this person human? It’s 7:00 am.
My hand reaches for my phone and I laugh to myself at the caller ID that I gave my best friend.
“What do you want, asshole? You’re disturbing my sleep.” I groan into the speaker.
“Excuse me, ASSHOLE, but it’s 7:00 am? You should be awake anyway.”
Harry’s laughter fills the static line and I have the familiar urge to punch him in the face. It’s too early to be woken up and get called an asshole.
“Fuck you, rich bitch.”
“That’s disgusting, I have a girlfriend. And stop calling me that!”
“Ew, I didn’t mean it literally, and your girlfriend is also a rich bitch. She’s a worse rich bitch than you.” I laugh. I loved nothing more than to wind Harry up.
“Shut up, hoe. Hurry up and get your lazy ass out of bed. Have you forgotten what day it is?”
I groan once more.
“I was hoping it was the weekend.”
“Violet, it’s just been the weekend. I swear to god, if you’re late for our first day of senior year I am going to kick your ass. We’re seniors now!”
You could practically hear his stupid-ass dimple grin down the phone.
“Why are you acting like a girl?”
“Because I am one”
“Oh, wow! Really? Is that why Madison loves you so much? That’s why your hair is so big, isn’t it? Because it’s full of Madison’s secrets.”
“Your sarcasm is the peak of my existence, Vi.” Harry sighs.
“Nope. You love it”
“No. Absolutely not,” he does “Stop procrastinating and get your fat ass out of bed. I’ll see you at school, senior.”
I pull a disgusted face and exaggerate the sound of me being sick down the phone.
“You’re so lame, Styles.”
And with that I hang up the phone and begin to get ready for my first day back at school, as a senior.
***
My phone buzzes in my hand as I’m about to open the door.
Niall: You ready?
Me: Ready. Your car or mine ??
Niall: Yours. I cba taking mine.
Me: Lazy shit. You live opposite me!
Niall: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Your point is ?
Me: Stfu, WHOREan
I close my front-door and Niall is leant against my car, his phone in his hand.
“Get your big butt off my car Niall, your cheeks will dint the hood.” I tease.
I’m greeted by Niall’s cheeky grin and it warms my heart.
“You’re always so lovely to me, Violet.”
“I know, I know. I don’t know why, I hate you.” I smirk.
I pull out of my driveway before Niall turns on the radio. As always he will flick through about ten stations before setting on one that he actually likes.
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Fanfiction"Because I cannot imagine myself ever feeling that way about anybody else, ever again."
