"Well if you really think about it, they're just like any two unrelated person. So maybe it's not that repulsive. I mean the only thing they have in common is their parents. They've got different bloods running through their veins. But that doesn't mean I support her. She did that to you so my hatred for her starts now. She's a real b***h and I don't f**k with bitches." Carla said.
We were currently sat on her bed in her room. It was my third time there. Carla's bedroom was pink and fluffy with boy bands posters on the wall. I had just narrated what I encountered at The King's café that morning. Told her everything except the part concerning Harry. I still didn't know how to tell her about the Harry thing. I wasn't even sure if there was a thing with Harry. I just—
She got on her feet pa
