ｗｅ ｄｏｎ'ｔ ｌｉｋｅ ｏｎｅ ｄｉｒｅｃｔｉｏ n(１ｄ ｒｏｌｅｐｌａｙ)NEEDS HARRY URGENT

[ringo,]

{{Physco..Mental..same thing, really}}

Reminding herself not to get caught up in the past, harley continued quickly the pizza place. She opened the door, as the pizza parlor smell hit her nose. "Ahh.." she said. "I wanna get cold pizza." she trailed off, looking around

[dooze]

>>Excuse any dumb blonde mistakes I made

[momma meep <3]

Harry~

I blink, hurt. I never called Harley mental; I said she was mad. As in - oh. Good god Harry, you are stupid. But her next words hurt me inside. I let go of her hand and turn away. "That's what I was gonna say anyway," I retort, trying not to sound upset. I know she liked it; what did I do to her? I admit I like her, she likes me, yadda yadda, you'd think we'd become a thing. But no, she's wanting to stay single. What is it with girls?

~~Gotta go now, sowwy. :3 Be on tomorrah.

BAI MAI LUFFLIES

[trolls]

❝Hunter Holland Daniels❞ || ❝Single❞ || ❝Eighteen❞ || ❞ || ❝Nervous & Stressed❞ || ❞ || ❝Wearing This❞

"Right.." She said, taking in a deep breath. "Pizza...all that matters is pizza..." she whispered to herself as they entered the parlor. Another deep breath made her feel just a bit better. Her bond with Daisy was now offically broken. Her, being an unforgiving person, and also loyal, stayed loyal to her known trait. Nothing would be the same now, and she would definitely not be forgiving Daisy anytime soon. "Yeah that sounds fun!" she said, become a child once again as Anni mentioned the arcade. "Someone order a peperoni pizza. Actually, I don't really care what type of pizza. I just want to stuff something in my mouth to keep from screaming the cuss words out of me." She mumbled, leaning against Harley, knowing that she probably didn't like being called those things because of her past. But she didn't say anything. She knew if she did, that would start her up again, and it would take a lot of time to calm her back down.

[dooze]

BAI and replace mental in my post with peycho

Daisy
I told a nurse about Harry. I hugged him and said, "I'm sorry, maybe another time... Just not now; youre still my favorite." I text the girls asking them where they are

[ringo,]

"We're at the pizza place..Hunter is flamed," Harley texted back. Harley was quite angry, too but of course she stayed calm as usual

[biyondo basudei.]

Louis blinked slightly, looking at Harley. "You kay?" He asked quickly before skipping into the door backwards, slamming into the door and turning around to open it for himself. "Eh.." He said and slid inside the pizza parlor, next to Zayn and poking his arm lightly.

[ringo,]

Harley glanced up at Louis, "Yeah..just thinking," she excused, before laughing at the boys' action of slamming into the door. She glanced awkwardly to Hunter, wondering if she had calmed by now.

[trolls]

❝Hunter Holland Daniels❞ || ❝Single❞ || ❝Eighteen❞ || ❞ || ❝Nervous & Stressed❞ || ❞ || ❝Wearing This❞

The second she heard the phone's make that sound when they get a text, she froze. She took her phone out, and it was from Daisy. She rolled her eyes, dropping her phone in a nearby trashcan. She could go without her phone for a looonnnggg while. Especially since most of the pics in there were of her and Daisy...she cringed as she saw Harley texting back to what she knew was Daisy. She sighed as it was there turn in line. "One large peperoni please and..." she said looking to the others for their choices.

[just'marley]

|| Horrid post, I really haven't been on.. Just winging it. ||

>>Marlene<<
Ѧσσ∂;
P*ssed
Ɯнɛяɛ;
Pizza Parlor
Ƭαℓκιиɢ тσ;
n.a
Ɯɛαяιиɢ;
x

Mᴀʀʟᴇɴᴇ Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Sᴀʙᴇʟʟɪ

Marley ‡ 17 ‡ Female
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Marlene sighed, staying silent for most of the ride- though her stomach was making her hungry and annoyed... but, hyper at the same time. She had chosen to leave her snapback at the room for once, looking almost normal for once. Staying as calm as possible, she gave another sigh and ran her fingers through her hair- before stopping and looking at Harry and Daisy. The... The f*ck??? She jumped up out of the carseat, almost hitting her head but scrambling out of the car and holding herself back from flying at the curlyheaded freak, trying to resist clenching her fingers into a fist. HOW DARE HE???

Giving an inaudible huff as the comment about Harley being physco came to her ears, all h*ll was about to be let loose. No one, in g-d's name, called HER Harley mental. Her cheeks flared up red, her brown eyes dark and violent. Oh, her Marhar might have broken his nose- but she could break a lot more at this point... Nevertheless, she entered last- keeping behind more to keep unnoticed, not wanting people to see how p*ssed she was. If looks could kill, Harry would be on the floor- dead within seconds. Marlene crossed her arms and moved all weight to her left hip- her standing position almost as cocky and rude as she felt.