This chapters a bit different. Writing cliché stuff is lame so I decided to change it
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I waited quietly as he opened the door
"Heaven?"
Before he had time to run I shot the balloon at him
"Why would you do that?"
"Because I don't like you"
"So you mean to tell me you drove from London just to throw a balloon full of paint at me?"
"Actually I was already here so I decided to pay a little visit to you" I say
"Are you still angry abou-" I raised my hand to silence him "I see he knocked you up again?"
"So?"
"No offense but you're the most irresponsible person I know" he says
"Well let me show you how irresponsible I really am" I say taking another balloon
"Quit ruining my hair" he squeals
"Let me in"
"I thought you hated me?" He asks as I push him to the side
"I do" I say "but all mum wants to do is shop and I've got no patience whatsoever"
"I thought girls love shopping?" He says and I shake my head "its not that bad"
My eyes wander around the sitting room "That would explain all this pink you have in here"
"Mum did that"
"Does mum know what kind of person you are?"
"No" he says casually. Is he really that stupid?
"I should tell her" I say running up the stairs
"No" he shouts following me
"He-" I stopped at the scene in front of me "Whoretney?"
Her eyes were wide
"What're you doing here?"
"What am I doing here?" I ask "what're you doing here? In his flat?"
"I can explain"
"You better" I say
"Well" she says with a sigh "Jason and I broke up"
"So you shagged him?" I question "listen I know you think the best way to get over a man is to get under another but its not. This isn't Jane the Virgin"
"I didn't know what to do"
"So you rang him of all people?"
"I just rang a random number and he came up" she says "I'm sorry I was just feeling really lonely"
"Why did you guys split?"
"He says I'm too controlling" she says "how am I controlling?"
"Well controlling has the word trolling in it" I said "you do know what trolling is right?"
"Yes" she says "I am not controlling"
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