Harry's p.o.v:
Great, things are awkward again. When Y/n is in the room and then Gemma walks in, everything gets all quite, same things happens when it's the other way about. "Guys, come on! This has to stop." I said as Y/n and Gemma were arguing again. "STAY OUT OF IT, HARRY!" They yelled and I stood back putting my hands up in defence. "Ok, calm it." I mumbled. "I KEEP TELLING YOU I DIDN'T MEAN IT!" Gemma yelled. "YOU SAID I WAS A GIRL OFF THE STREETS!" Y/n yelled back. "WELL TOU TECHNICALLY ARE! YOU WERE FOUND ON THE STREETS WITH YOUR BROTHER!" Y/n froze. "You had a brother?" I asked and Y/n nodded. "Yeah, she did. A brother who didn't want her in her life, a brother who wanted nothing to do with her. A brother who hates her! A BROTHER WHO THINKS SHE'S NOTHING BUT A DISAPPOINTMENT!" Gemma yelled and I sighed. "I HATE YOU!" Y/n yelled and pushed Gemma out the way. "Why are you like this?! You felt terrible just to seconds ago and now you're saying her brother, her BLOOD brother thinks that she's nothing but a disappointment?! What's happened to you?!" I asked and Gemma shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Harry."
