Y/n POV
As I'm finishing my makeup, I hear a car horn honk once.. then twice, then three times until it's just repeating at this point. I look out of my bedroom window to see Daltons car
"Don't tell me that's Dalton" Harry laughed as he came into the bathroom
"Unfortunately" I said with as laugh as I was standing up from my chair
"I'm going to the studio, have a good day at work, love" he said placing a kiss on my lips
"You too" I smiled and gave him one last kiss
I quickly walked back into the bedroom and grabbed all of my things including my phone and bag. I made sure the house was locked up before walking to daltons car
"What the hell?" I asked Dalton as I got into his car
"Isn't that what you did to me yesterday?" He asked
"Yea, but I was nicer about it" I said playfully rolling my eyes
"HA! Don't make me laugh" he said teasingly
I rolled my eyes at him
"Where was Harold going?" He asked
"Studio"I replied simply
"Oh yea?" He asked
"Yup" I nodded
"Good for him, staying busy" he replied
I nodded my head again
"Here's some coffee" he said picking a cup up from the cup holder
"Why, thank you Mr. Gomez" I replied
"You're welcome" he shrugged
"Did you get any sleep last night?" I asked
"I did actually. Tori didn't call this time, thank God" he said
"Good" I replied
"Yea, so hopefully I won't be an asshole today" he said
"I don't think you were an asshole yesterday" I said
"I could never be an ass to you, but to Cassandra? Yikes" he said
"You better apologize to her. She's really nice" I said
He just glared at me
"I mean it" I said pointing a finger as him
"Fine mom" he mocked
"Ew" I said
"You sound like my mom" he said
"You wish I was your mom" I replied
"No, you're a lot scarier than my mom" he shook his head no
"Oh yes" I lightly pushed his shoulder
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my best friends girlfriend
Fiksi PenggemarY/n Russo and Dalton Gomez have been best friends since pre school. They're basically family at this point. Y/n is in a happy relationship with her boyfriend, Harry. Dalton is just doing him and keeping to himself, until a familiar pop star comes in...