(fanfic from Harry’s POV)
Sometimes I start getting angry when I remember Rahuul Rishav calling me to his apartment and kissing me without my consent.
I was extremely sick because my throat was fucked. I was not even bloody interested in him, honestly I think he looks like an ugly uncle.
He was under the delusion we were dating when I never used the word “date” and never said that I like him.
I just needed company to go to the bookstore and I saw him as a friend, that’s it.
I get so angry sometimes, I feel like punching him and breaking his teeth.
Can someone do it for me please?
He lives in New Town heights 86, Gurugram.
Karma is going to hit him back like a boomerang, mark my words.
rachana rajan <3 