Inspiration for this chapter comes from the book Texting. SO BEFORE YOU ALL ACCUSE ME OF STEALING HER IDEAS REALIZE THAT MAGGIE AND TIM ARE NOT THE ONLY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD THAT CAN TEXT IN A BOOK OKAY. TO BE HONEST IM ALWAYS TEXTING PEOPLE SO THIS IS NORMAL FOR ME.
3 Days later
Alex- Imma hit a bitch
Arielle- I volunteer Harry
Me- Harry's not a bitch
Alex- He cheated!
Me- Well I mean I did too...
Alex- Okay I get it we're just evening the playing field here now ya know
Me- Okay maybe it's not the same.
Sam- I think you guys just need to work through your differences and realize that you love each other.
Arielle- Wow that's deep man
Sam- I've been reading way too much poetry
Alex- I read that as way too much porn HA
Me- Alex you're no help.
Alex- I agree, Alex. Get ur lyfe together
Arielle- This is why you don't have a girlfriend!
Alex- Wow Aria didn't know you were lesbian.
Arielle- That wasn't directed to her dimwit.
Me- Lesbi honest...
Alex- Guess who's back, back again. Aria's back, tell a friend!
Me- Okay back to my pity party
Alex- Back to me hitting a bitch
Arielle- You know who you should hit?
Sam- Scarlett.
Arielle- Amen
Me- I don't even want to talk about her and her ugly blonde hair.
Arielle- ...
Me- You know I would do anything for your hair
Arielle- *Dramatic hair flip*
Sam- Did you ask Harry what his reasoning was?
Arielle- what
Alex- wut
Me- wat
Sam- Harry said he had a reason.
Me- His reason is probably because I was boring.
Alex- AWEEE BABE YOURE NOT BORING
Arielle- You really should ask him.
Me- wat
Alex- wat
Sam- yasssss
Arielle- It wouldn't hurt to ask, right?
Me- I hate you all.
Alex- Ditto.
I set my phone on my dresser as I looked in the mirror. I honestly didn't look that bad, if you didn't count the rats nest in my hair and the smudged eyeliner that was somehow able to migrate all the way to my neck. My attire wasn't very well either, and I'm pretty sure Lupé bought me more clothes because she has no laundry to do anymore.
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I brushed out my hair one more time, checking to make sure that every strand had been blow dried. I straightened out my sweater and pulled up my jeans. My finger swept under my eye to make sure that no mascara was anywhere other than my lashes. I checked the mirror, and okayed my appearance as I put on some boots and walked over to Harry's house.
I knocked on the door and the door opened as my eyes met Harry's bright ones.
"What's your reason?"
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A/N WOOWWWW DOUBLE UPDATE that hasnt happened in a while
the reason why i do so many cliffhangers is because i get writers block often, so by doing cliffhangers i have something to anchor my ideas
ily all and have a great day
xx Jaide
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Eighteen
FanfictionWhen Aria notices someone moving in next door, she assumes it means nothing. What she doesn't know is that it's Harry Styles, and he's going to change her life forever; starting at when they are eighteen.
