Chapter14

#Chapter14

The heat welling within me was, of course, directed at Harry now. After I flung my towel across the living room and swiveled on my heels to face him, I completely blew up. /"What the FUCK? I told you not do that, and you do it anyway! You almost gave Josh a fucking concussion!/" I screamed. Harry slicked his tongue over his lips and raked a hand through his hair, visibly trying to calm himself.

/"Well, he wouldn't STOP. You can't blame me for giving him a good knock, Cryssy./"

/"YEAH, BUT YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO HIT HIM SO HARD HE FAINTED,/" I could see Harry's own blood boil as I yelled. Both of our tempers were short, so it always ended in all-out screaming matches when we got in the tiniest argument.