plot: you and leah talk about why rosalie doesn't like the two for you hanging out
!warnings!: mentions of homphobia, cursing,
3rd pov:
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Leah sighs as your phone starts going off again. "Fuck." You mutter banging your head on the pillow. "Just turn it off." Leah groans, pausing the TV. You nod before putting your phone on silent. "You know, Rosalie really hates whenever we hang out, Y/n." Leah ponders. "Yes, perhaps she's homophobic." Leah sits for a minute taking in your words before looking at you with a quizzical look, "but we're not gay, Y/n." "We're not?" You snap your head towards the shifter. "I don't think we are." "Lemme text someone real quick." You mutter before grabbing your phone.
Y/n/n: are me and Leah gay?
Emmy: very
"Well," you sigh looking towards the brunette, "Emmett says that we're very gay." "Nice." "Yeah."
The two of you sit in awkward silence for a moment before you break it. "Play the movie."
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