tyler and haven drove to her apartment. they laughed and sang along to the radio on the way. she was dreading going in and he could tell, but he was going to make sure that henry doesn't even get to look at her. "ready?" he asked her as they pulled into her small driveway.
"yessir," she answered, hopping out of the car. he followed her actions and they walked to her apartment. she unlocked the door before walking in, going straight to her room. he followed. once in her room, she grabbed a bag and placed it on her bed. "am i packing for the whole weekend still?"
he smiled, "duh. pack to stay forever if you want!"
she giggled as she placed miscellaneous things in the open bag, "don't say that or i might just do it."
"i want you to!"
she smiled as she zipped her bag shut. "got everything, i just have to get ready now."
he smiled and nodded. "want me to wait downstairs?"
"no," she paused and walked over to him, grabbing him by his shoulders and gently pushing him to her bed. "wait right here."
he nodded, "will do." he watched as she walked to her small closet and grabbed a striped shirt. she then walked to her dresser and grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans.
"brb," she said as she stepped across the hallway to the bathroom to change. she sighed at her reflection, noticing how out of place her hair was and how smudged her makeup was. she worked on fixing it as soon as possible.
as she was doing that, henry passed her room to see tyler sitting on her bed. "what the fuck are you doing here?" he said to tyler.
tyler looked up and chuckled, "nice to see you too, henry."
"why are you here?" he asked.
"i'm waiting for haven so we can go out," he shrugged with a smirk.
"go out? like on a da-"
"yes, on a date." haven finished for henry as she stood behind him. she was fully ready and tyler smiled at how amazing she looked in such a simple outfit, her hair flowing free, and barely any makeup on.
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"you're going on a date with this guy? you're fucking kidding me." henry threw his head back in frustration as he balled his fists.
"yeah, i am. and i'm excited about it so if you'll excuse us-" she started before henry cut her off by roughly grabbing her wrist.
"he's twice your fucking age!" he spat, tightening his grasp.
"let go of me," she tried to pull away from him.
"he barely fucking knows you!"
"let go of her man, i swear to god." tyler said as he stood up, ready to pounce if he doesn't listen.
"and he's fucking ugly!" henry spat again.
haven's hand connected with henry's cheek as she slapped him, "shut the fuck up!" she yelled and pulled her wrist from his grasp as he held his cheek. "god, you're a psycho henry! you're gonna say all those things about tyler, when you don't even know him?! he makes me happy! and he makes me feel good! if you cared about me whatsoever henry, you would stop and let me be happy. i'm so beyond done with you!"
"haven, i-" henry started.
"c'mon tyler," she said as she grabbed her phone and wallet off her bed. tyler grabbed her bag and followed her out of the bedroom. henry also followed.
"haven, i'm sorry." henry kept repeating as they sped walked down the stairs.
"no, you're not." she said with an eye roll.
"you're unbelievable," henry said which caused haven to whip around and face him with an angry scowl.
"excuse me?" she spat.
"you're going to walk out of a friendship of twelve years for a guy you met five weeks ago."
at this point, haven lost it. she couldn't hold in her anger anymore as she exploded. "i met him six weeks ago and he got in my pants a lot faster than you did, you fuckin-"
she was cut off when henry's hand connected with her cheek. she was going to react but he was already on the ground from tyler tackling him and connecting his fist with his face, over and over again. his fist was covered in blood but it wasn't his own blood, it was henry's. his lip was busted open and his nose was gushing blood as tyler connected his fist with his face one last time before haven pulled him off. "that's enough." she whispered to tyler who listened immediately and walked over to her, resting his hand on her bright red cheek.
"are you okay?" he whispered, rubbing his thumb over the red spot.
she nodded and smiled at him, "yes. are you?"
"i'm fine, but he's not." he glanced at henry who was trying to stand up.
"can we leave?" haven asked.
tyler nodded, "let's go." he picked up her bag and followed her to the front door, but didn't leave before turning back around to the bruised henry. "don't ever touch her again."
