Harry was so pissed off today. I tried asking him if he wanted to go out and walk around the park and he just took the phone from my hand and threw it on the ground. Like what the actual fuck.
I'm beyond pissed at him. Yes I might be still in his room, alone, harry had stormed out claiming he needs to get some weed so I'm waiting for Anne to come home, I don't want to rat him out but that phone cost a grand. And now the screen is shattered.
-harry if you're reading this, I might end it if you don't start caring.
YOU ARE READING
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Fanfiction"You're a pretty boy." "I can't be pretty, I have a dick." "Whatever, pretty boy." © All rights Reserved 2014 i wrote this when i was 14 pls stop reading it jdjdkkdks
