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gumballavocadoharry · 1 year

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Could've been you:

Inspiration from @finelinevogue brother Harry and his gold digging girlfriend Natalia

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Harry was smitten with her. Aria. She was very pretty; her long thick dark brown hair that bounced a few extra curls in it, her olive skin that shimmered in sunlight and her brimming heart shaped lips that were painted in cherry pink. Her salient grey eyes that were underlined in modest black eyeliner, scanned the room that had turned perturb the second she made her debut.

Despite her beauty, she was venomous. Poisonous, cold to touch and it didn't faze her not one bit. You as Harry's sister saw the monster that hid in those designer shoes and quintessential face. She was angelic to Harry, your older brother who was your best friend in the entire world. Nothing came before you and it was the same with him. But Aria hated that. So in retaliation she treated you with deep contempt. She was atrocious in her words and impish with her attacks.

You didn't know why you tolerated it, but you knew that if you told Harry, he wouldn't believe you. He was too head over heels for her and wasn't ready to hear anything bad about the woman he seemed to lavish so much of his attention for.

"I'll be right back," He said kissing her cheek soundly and practically skipping upstairs to his room for his wallet. Harry had planned to take his two special girls out for ice cream, so while he was upstairs, you were now sitting across from Satan yourself. You swore you could make out the goat skull shape on her face with her irate eyes boring deep into you.

"Nice shirt," She said, revealing a cruel smirk stretching across her face. "Really covers up the stretch marks." That was always a sensitive subject for you. You hated your stretch marks and always felt insecure about them. So for Aria to poke at your weakest spot burned inside....but nonetheless, you decided not responding would make it go away....hopefully. Before she could say anything else, Harry came downstairs.

"Ready to go?" Aria swung her arms Harry's neck innocently, pressing kisses to his cheeks sweetly. You shuffled yourself to the car, gulping down the bittersweet tension that Aria invariably produces with you. She gave you a solid shove when it looked like you were heading towards the passenger seat. Harry didn't even notice it but instead smiled at Aria as she joined in next to him in the car.

At the ice cream place, Harry ordered while you and Aria stood aside. "That blue moon flavor sure looks delicious," You pondered out loud. Aria glanced at you with a disgusted look. "Piggy. Probably shouldn't order a large." That comment got to you more than it should have.

"Hey guys what would you like?" "A medium chocolate sundae." Aria said with sham charm. "Yn?"

"Uh a small blue moon cone." Harry looked confound as you usually ordered a large or medium cone. "Trying to watch my figure." You said with a chuckle to Harry to reassure him. "Well that's a joke." Aria snorted. You rolled your eyes and hushed any sign of sniffles trying to erupt from your bruised feelings.

Harry spent most of his time talking to Aria and completely leaving you out of the conversation per usual whenever Aria's in the room. She lights up his world and nothing else matters. Not even you. It broke your heart but you figured there was nothing you could do about it.

"Oh yn you got a little ice cream on your shirt," Harry said grabbing a couple napkins from the counter. "Like a baby." Aria chirped in which made Harry laugh like it was the funniest thing. He thought she meant it as a joke, but with the orney way she it, and the churlish attitude she presented, there was no doubt that it wasn't a joke.

"Gotta laugh at yourself ya know." She hissed in a patronizing way when she realized you weren't laughing. Probably thought you were making her look bad. Like you could do that to already antipathy persona she already had. She said this in front of Harry who not once stood up for you. When everyone's back was turned, you chucked the rest of your cone into the trash can. It wasn't appetizing anymore.

A lump in your throat kept threatening to overturn itself and you would be full on sobbing on the car ride home. You turned to stare out the window while Harry and Aria were invested deeply into their conversation. "Jenelle looked so fat in that dress, it was like a sweaty pig wearing a red sequin dress, hilarious!"

Your stomach was grotessed by Aria's speech of her supposed 'friend'. Harry hung on every word yet didn't comment.

Later on in the evening, you and Harry were washing dinner dishes that had piled up over time mostly due to the both of you being rather lazy and relied on Anne or Gemma to finally get so sick of it that they would cave in. But Anne expected you and Harry to be responsible in your household assignments.

"Aria sure is sweet isn't she?" Harry dunked a plate into the sudsy hot water. "Yeah I guess." Harry furrowed his eyebrows and turned to you briefly before turning his attention back to the plate again.

"What's wrong?" You shrugged but then made a quick decision to be honest with your brother about his savage girlfriend. "She doesn't like me very much. I know it's only been 2 months since you started dating her, but...I just don't really care for her."

Harry was in flummox about your answer. This was the first time you had ever spoken about Aria like this to Harry. "She seems nice though. Could you give her another chance?" Your breath grew hot. How much more of this beast would you be able to tolerate. You swallowed your meekness and told Harry everything Aria had said to you.

"If this is about the ice cream earlier, it was just a joke! I think maybe you're being a little too sensitive,"

"Good. My sensitivity keeps me on my toes." Spoke vapored into your tone. "Yn, she makes me happy," Harry said getting defensive, "You're being spoiled. I'm allowed to have other people in my life besides you."

Harry scrubbed more harshly with the dishes signifying his annoyance towards you. You knew Harry wouldn't have believed you, but it still didn't take the sting out from being completely cast aside for Aria like you were some bug that was kept buzzing around; working on Harry's last nerve and who kept trying to swat at you to leave him alone. Well now you were alone.

With Anne and Gemma being gone at a concert, no one was there to come to your defense. "You finish up, I'm going to bed." Harry practically threw the sponge at you when it soaked the top part of your shirt. Tear dropped in the sink as you finished up the last dish and cleaned up before retiring to bed yourself.

"Yn, come on let's go!" Harry huffed as he tapped his chelsea boot against the carpeted floor impatiently, "Aria's waiting!" With the truth out, Harry had thought you were deliberately taking your time just because you didn't like her. You hurried downstairs, barely getting your jacket on and followed Harry out the door.

"Be nice," Harry parked the car into a spacy parking space. You rolled your eyes and clicked your tongue. "Right, I'll be a sweet little angel." You scoffed sarcastically. "I mean it yn. Don't be a baby." Harry said with more repugnance in his voice than yesterday. it shook you enough to drop any hint of causality from your tone and inherit regard instead.

You both entered the restaurant side by side, immediately eyeing the devil in a sequin gray blouse. "Hey babe." Aria greeted with Harry kissing and hugging her like he hadn't seen her in ages despite yesterday's trip to the ice cream shop. She bestired herself to not even say so much as a hello to you, while you stood there dumbfounded but perplexed as to why it was you felt that way.

You took a seat next Harry knowing there would be no way in hell you could ever sit next to sequen obsessed demon, and picked up the menu and ordered what you thought looked good.

The waiter came over and took the menus and placed your order. "I'll have a cheese burger with fries and a water please." You requested. Aria gave a small internal chuckle loud enough for you to hear.

"I'll have the parmesan salad with no tomato, cheese or onions."

You chuckled silently realizing that she pretty much ordered lettuce with parmesan on it. "Same." Your eyes darted to Harry as he would never order such a thing. Aria placed her hand on top of Harry's in agreement with his order. It was like he was under her mind control.

Your table's food came and everyone started munching away on their food. Harry would always occasionally glance at your food anguished to trade his flagrant salad for a bit of your delicious meal. "Wanna bite?" You offered once you realized him staring. But before Harry could say anything, Aria spoke for the both of them. "We're fine thanks." She sassed in curt way. You looked over to Harry who gave a small smile and nodded before turning back to his meal.

Aria and Harry's conversation once again excluded you as were expected to just sit back and scoff down your meal. Once your tummy was full and your plate was as empty as Harry's stomach, the waiter came over and collected your plates.

"How was everything?" He asked. "Delicious."

"Mine was dry and tasted shredded." Aria's attitude was an embarrassment to you. You just couldn't understand how Harry could tolerate another human being treating someone this way. You sent apologetic eyes to the waiter who smiled at you and completely brisked past Aria....And Harry. "I've got to use the restroom, I'll be back." Harry left, leaving you and Aria at the table alone.

"I-I like your top," You were trying to be nice and kind. But Aria didn't respond at instead focused more on her texting than on your effort to be civil. "This was supposed to be a date with just me and Harry you know." She hissed.

"I know, but Harry really wanted me to come and so I did. To support him,"

"Ha, support him? We both know the only reason you tag along with Harry is because you're a lonely little piggy that no one wants to be bothered with-"

"I'm not a lonely piggy," You whisper yelled. "Unlike you I care about my brother and don't use him to get money or compliments for the sake of my status!"

"Did you tell Harry that, Yn?" She sneered, acting like saying your name caused her to be poisoned. You sat back and didn't answer. "And did he believe you?" She said with the most condescending tone and batting of the eyes that would disgust even the most vile people. "Right. And do you know why......because no one wants you or the likes of you. I could name a list of reasons as to why but I think I'll just give you the one I've noticed the most.....you are nothing but a big FAT baby."

Tears welled in your eyes as Aria's words hit you harder than slash to your wrist....which you unfortunately knew what that felt like. She exposed the flesh of your insecurities and ripped them piece by piece just to make sure you knew just how much she hated you.

She sat back in her seat, giving a dirty smirk looking at you break down in front of her. Harry came from around the corner with a very disturbed and livid scowl. "Hey bab-"

"Don't you baby me Aria" He said with the same poison in his veins as Aria did to you. "I heard everything from around that corner." He sneered in such an angry tone, that it made you scared as to what he was going to do. "I don't know what she said to you bu-"

"It's not what she said, it's what you said. And I heard everything from around that corner."

"Harry you're not going to cause a scene like this in public." "Well then get away from me and my sister and there won't be one! We are through! Your salad tasted like crap and so you can pay for it!" Harry gently grabbed your arm and guided you out of the restaurant, leaving Aria dumbfounded.

"No one talks to my sister like that!" Harry finally let out an angry roar. You still looked down holding back tears from your eyes. "You say that now," You gulped down some sobs that wanted to erupt.

"Yn I-" "How could you?! You allowed all of that to happen before you stepped in. She tore me apart and...you didn't believe me the first time!"

You sped up and away from Harry to get away from him. You couldn't bear looking at him, mostly because tears were freely streaming through your face. "I'll find my own way back,"

"Yn, you know you can't walk home alone." Harry said with slight laughter. "Oh go ahead and patronize me, laugh it up since it's so hilarious. If I can tolerate Aria's abuse, and sucking in my extreme indignity in a public place....then I think I'm more than capable of finding my a way back home that doesn't include you. No need to spoil me!"

Just then, Aria came running out begging Harry for forgiveness. You rolled your eyes and walked to the end of the parking lot alone. "Aria what you did was unforgivable...I could never take you back after the way you treated yn." Harry walked away leaving Aria in despair.

He pulled his car up next to you and honked the horn. "Yn please get in. Aria's gone and it's just you and me," Harry pleaded. You thought for a while and then settled yourself into the passenger's seat. "I am so sorry yn....I was stupid to not believe you. You're my little sister and I could never want anything to happen to you. Please forgive me."

You looked to Harry; in his eyes pleaded for forgiveness and were those same puppy dog eyes that showed immense regret. "Oh...alright." Harry pulled you in for a tight hug and wiped your tears.

"How about some tacos? My treat?" Harry suggested. "Sounds great to me." You replied with a more causal tone. All was forgiven.

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gumballavocadoharry · 1 year

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Harry and River; Teen years:

There's something about....:

I couldn't put my finger on it, but I didn't like about Quinn, the girl that River had fallen head over heels with. He described her as redheaded goddess, with lucrious red shiny locks, piercing jade eyes and smile that flashed her movie star teeth. I'll admit she was very exotic...but her personality was far from attractive.

She was vicious in her words to her 'friends', calling them fat, ugly, saying their taste was off and always made backhanded comments about them and even revealed personal secrets behind their backs. And to top it all off, she was sporadically nice to River. I couldn't believe River was just accepting of himself and other people being treated this way. But more so, I couldn't believe River actually fell for someone like her.

Tonight, once River came back from his friend's house, I planned to talk to him about Quinn. I didn't want him to be angry with me and think that I didn't support his relationship with girls, but it was Quinn I didn't like.

I had made myself a pot of coffee as I waited and waited for River to walk through that front door. It was half past eleven; way past River's curfew and he still wasn't home. Fear bubbled inside me the more time ticked away and a hollow bitter feeling grew inside me as I pondered what could be keeping River away at this impious hour.

Before my worries grew beyond control, River finally came through the door. He had smeared lipstick on his lips and neck. Solicitude buried me along with anger. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"

River came off his lovesick high once his eyes met with my serious ones. "I-I....Quinn needed my help so I was just being a good boyfriend and helped her."

My throat became dry from hearing this. I knew Quinn's intentions weren't good, but I didn't know what to say to River to help him understand he was being used. "What did she ask you to do?" I choked out miserably, "She asked me to take her to the mall and to mow her lawn,"

"Did you tell her about your curfew?" River nodded. "She said it wouldn't take long and that boyfriends always help their girlfriends." I became even angier at hearing this, but not at River....at Quinn. I ushered for River to sit down. He did with a puzzled look plastered on his face.

"River....it's not you. I know you're a good boy and this has nothing to do with you. But I don't really care for Quinn. And no, it doesn't have anything to do with you missing your curfew....but it's the way she treats you and her friends that I have a strong problem with."

I expected River to get defensive, but instead he just listened patiently. He looked down almost in shame about the realization about what I said. "I'm sorry dad....I know Quinn is horrible person. I was just so in love with her outside beauty....that I didn't even realize what I was allowing to happen to myself."

River wiped his face with his finger and just stared at the pink lipstick that stained it. He gave a slight chuckle. "You know, my friends thought I was so cool for Quinn kissing me....and for a moment I thought they were right. But now I just feel stupid." I sat next to River and hugged him. "You're not stupid. You're just a sweet young man who is still learning about the world." I squeezed him tighter.

Tomorrow was a set date that River was going to dump Quinn and I knew he would have the courage to do it.

The next morning when I sent River away to school, I held my breath hoping he would be able to do this. But when it was time to pick him up, I saw River walking to the car with a big smile on his face. "Well?" I asked, desperate to know about the relationship status of Quinn.

"We will never see her again." River announced. I hugged River as we walked back to the car with deep relief.

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