Crash

Chapter 2

Class finished and I began walking to my car with Niall. Harry tagged along and I heard Niall scoff under his breath as Harry caught up to us, I laughed as I watched Niall roll his eyes.

"So Violet, my parents are having another get together at my place this weekend. You coming?"

Mine and Harry's parents were weirdly close since me and Harry were practically fetuses and we would always spend time at each other's houses growing up, which I guess is why me and Harry have always been inseparable. Even now considering he's a jock jerk. Every now and then his parents would invite my parents over to his house, where they would catch up on each other's lives, drink wine, and laugh at stuff only adults found amusing. While this happened me and Harry would sit in his room and play Xbox or watch movies while eating takeout and laughing at our own jokes.

"But that would mean I have to spend even more time with you, when I could be at home eating and blogging."

"You would rather sit at home scrolling through your shitty Tumblr than spend time with the person you love the most?"

"How many times do I have to tell you? I don't love you. I hate you."

Kidding, I love this boy more than food. Almost.

Harry gasped like a girl and I roll my eyes.

"Everyone knows that you're obsessed with me, Vi."

"The only person who is obsessed with you, Harry, is yourself." Niall muttered as we approached my car.

Ouch. Harry wouldn't like that.

"Fuck off, Niall. Your 'I hate Harry' attitude got boring like 4 years ago. Why don't you just drop it?"

"I'll drop it when you stop acting like everyone worships the ground you walk on."

"Why do you always make me out to be a complete jerk?"

Niall snorts, "Because you are?"

"Guys!" I interrupt, standing between the pair, "If I have to break up another one of your bitch fits then I won't be happy."

"He started it." Niall and Harry said in unison.

I roll my eyes.

"Can't we just go back to the kindergarten days where we would eat cookies and drink milk together in harmony?"

Niall and Harry both look disgusted at what I just said.

"No." Niall spoke.

"Absolutely not." Harry added.

"Wow. Okay guys. It's not like those days were the best days of my life."

"Hurry up, Vi." Niall grunted before getting in my car and slamming the door shut.

"He's such a little bitch." Harry mumbled.

"You're both just as bad. I feel like I'm around Regina George and her clone whenever I'm with you both. It's exhausting."

Harry smirked, "SHE DOESN'T EVEN GO HERE!"

"Are you sure you're not gay?"

"Never."

"That didn't even make any sense?"

"Your face doesn't make any sense."

"Your hair doesn't make any sense. Why is it so long and pretty?"

"Because I'm fab-U-LOUS!" Harry snaps his fingers and I snort with laughter.

"Ew, did you just snort? That's disgusting, you're a lady." Harry scrunches his nose. Cute.