When she lunges at me, I dodge her and she almost trips. Ha, she thought she could stand a chance. Well, fuck you bitch.
"Oh, fuck you." Tori says, glaring at me as she gets ready to lunge at me again.
"You don't stand a chance you little bitch, so I don't know why you are going to bother." I say to her, feeling confident.
"I do though. I could beat you to the fucking core, Maze." She says, giving me the death glare.
"Tori, don't make a fucking fool of yourself." I say, almost laughing.
"You're going to be the one making a fool of themselves. Not me." She says, cracking her knuckles like she is actually going to do something. Yeah right, bitch.
"Oh, Tori. So naïve." I say, smiling an evil smile and crossing my arms.
"I'm not fucking naïve. Now get ready, bitch." She says, nodding her head a bit before she runs toward me. As soon as she is in arms reach, I grab both of her arms and twist her whole body so it's facing away from me. I put my arm around her chest, with one of her arms in each of mine.
"See Ms. Tori. What did I tell you." I say in her ear, gripping even tighter on her arms as she struggles to get out of my grip. She doesn't know who she is messing with.
"Fuck you, Maze. Fuck you." She whispers, due to not being able to get out of my grip, and my tight hold around her chest, it didn't quite reach her neck.
"Maze!" I hear someone call my name, and that's when I drop Tori to the ground. She is on her knees, trying to gain her breath back. Good, she shouldn't have messed with me.
I turn around sharply, raging. Harry fucking Styles. He messed this up! Why the fuck did I turn around anyways? Oh my gosh, fuck my life.
"Gosh, Harry! What the fuck do you need?" I don't even care about the plan right now, I'm fucking pissed. He just had to come out of nowhere and call my fucking name. I still don't know why I fucking listened anyways. Ugh!
"What the fuck are you doing?" He asks me, like he's my father or something. No bitch, I don't need a fucking lecture from you.
"Uhm, what the fuck does it look like? Oh I'm sorry. I mean, what the fuck did it look like?" I'm so angry right now, you can probably see the veins sticking out on my neck.
"Maze, what the fuck were you doing?" He says through gritted teeth. Why the fuck is he angry when he is the one who stopped this?
"Harry, it's my business. I don't think I need to tell you." I say to him, it's true. He needs to stay the fuck out of it.
"No, Maze, I think I have the right to know." He says, like what the fuck? You have NO right to know, are you fucking stupid?
"Harry, you have no fucking right to know any of my business, why the fuck would you even say that?"
"I fucking said it because you are going to fucking tell me." Fucking crazy. He is fucking crazy.
"Harry, did you fall and bump your head today? Because I think you're fucking losing it." I say to him, being sarcastic. How is he going to act somewhat nice for once towards me when we were outside earlier, but be a complete dick now?
"Maze, you're a bitch, you know that?" He says, still angry as fuck when he has no right to be. He wasn't the one being beat up, so what does it matter to him?
And he thinks by calling me a bitch, it's going to hurt my feelings. HA. You thought wrong, Harry. I have been called worse, so much worse.
"Yeah, I've heard." I say to him, clearly not amused or angry at him that he called me a bitch. He thinks I give a damn when I don't.
