American girl [H.S.]

Chapter 33 - Move on, you whore

"I really don't understand. Isn't he into blondes?" I say, my head hanging off the bed as me, Archie, and Joey all lay on Harry's bed eating chips.

"I guess he's just into a different blonde." Joey shrugs.

"Dude. What the fuck? You are so bad at this cheering up thing." I scoff, lifting my head up to death glare him.

"I'm sorry, but I could still be getting penetrated from behind by that curly haired Greek god if you didn't call dibs." Joey says, throwing his chips in my face.

"Oh I know you did not just do that bitch." I growl, standing up as he does the same so we're both staring at each other, the bed the only thing blocking us from pouncing each other.

"Oh I did." He nods.

I let out a loud battle cry and jump over the bed, tackling him to the ground. He gasps dramatically while we just spin, both of switching from on top to bottom.

"Ew, I'm topping a girl!" Joey gags.

Before either of us could react, we're both being pulled by are ears, Archie mumble something about how we're 'fucking idiots' and 'world war 2 was less stressful then this.'

"Jesus old man, go light on the ear pinching." I say, him finally letting us go while we sit on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah, I have sensitive ears." Joey whines, rubbing his ear.

We both look over to him with confused looks and he puts his hand over his heart.

"It is a medical problem! I have the papers!" He defends and me and Archie both put our hands up in surrender.

"Alright, both of you stop fighting." Archie says, scolding us like bad children.

"He started it." I reply.

"No! You did with all your Harry shit!" He exclaims.

"I'm sorry that he left me in another country and I'm pissed about it!" I yell back.

"Move on, you whore!"

I go to lung at him, but Archie grabs me first, pulling me away so he's between the two of us.

"Both of you stop!" Archie yells. "Now. Emma, maybe Joey is right. You should try to move on."

I cross my arms, looking at the floor. I know I should move on instead of being all depressed, but I don't want to.

I feel like if I move on...

I'll be truly losing him. Permanently.

Maybe this is the universe telling me I should. That Harry was just a temporary component in my life and that he was never meant to be my soulmate.

Maybe he was meant to break my heart. I always believed that the universe would fix everything and that everything that happened was for a reason.

But what reason would they have for taking Harry away?

"And Joey. Stop being a bitch." Archie scolds.

Joey sighs, "I'm sorry for being a bitch. I just had a one night stand that was awful. He kept saying he wasn't gay even though I gave him a blowjob."

"I'm sorry too." I reply.

"Cum sluts?" He smiles.