One hot and sunny day at around 1:00pm a frustrated boy named Bitter sat on the couch in the living room on his laptop. He was on the well-known site, Tumblr, answering the millions of questions he recieves every day. All of his followers kept asking him the same questions. "What's the deal between you and Swag?", "Are you with Swag yet?", "Why are you such a dick to Swag and your followers?" or "Hey, you're a prick and don't deserve Swag." He was annoyed with all of those type of questions and replied to them how he would do anyway... With fury and swear words. The questions all started because Bitter was drinking alcohol and accidentally slipped out the words, "I love you, Swag." He regrets his decision and now has to deal with everyone's fangirl questions.
"Leave me alone!" Bitter shouted out loud as he slammed the laptop onto the couch.
Just as he did the doorbell rang and he didn't rush to answer it. He stood up and slowly walked over to the fron door and opened it.
"Hello?" He said harshly, before looking up to find Swag standing there wearing his flash sunglasses and glittery jacket and stripey jeans.
"Why hello to you too, grumpy." Swag replied, putting his hand on his hip.
"Swag? What the fuck are you doing here?" Bitter yelled, his anger was still burning up inside him. But Swag was used to it and because he was Bitter's bestfriend he kind of had to get used to it.
"To see my bestfriend 'cause i'm nice like that and seriously you are angry again? Why?" Swag replied with a chuckle.
"Because everyone won't shut up about us. I'm tired of this whole thing just because I slipped up that time." Bitter boomed, turning around to let Swag in. Swag shut the door and the pair headed back into the living room.
"Surely it's not that bad..." Swag sighed, following Bitter into the room for Bitter to show him what he meant.
Bitter lifted up his laptop which luckily it hadn't switched off. He showed Swag all the questions he had answered and pulled a very annoyed face as he did.
"Well, that's weird but I get those kind of messages all the time too but there is no need to get mad about it. Just accept it and have fun with it." Swag replied with a giggle as he nudged his sunglasses.
"But I can't handle it. I d-don't have feelings for you, Swag." Bitter sighed, shutting down his laptop.
"I understand that but getting angry and agressive and a little... Well... Bitter. It isn't the way to to do it!" Swag laughed, patting Bitter on his shoulder.
"Well, it's my way!" Bitter replied, wacking Swag's hand off of his shoulder.
"Don't act like this!" Swag shouted at him.
"Act like what? Me?..." Bitter laughed with hysterics.
"Yeah! You're awefully mean and it's really horrible and annoying." Swag replied, turning around to walk away with anger.
"Yeah and you're annoying and boring, you think you have swag but you have none! You are a complete and utter tosser!" Bitter yelled at him.
"I'm leaving, Bitter. I'm sick of you treating everyone like rubbish and whether you love me or not, I don't really care anymore. Your a prick and i'm leaving." Swag shouted in fury as he left the room to head to the front door.
"Oh, how mature, Swag!" Bitter replied, running after him.
"Yes, I am mature. You, however, are immature!" Swag laugh in hysterics as he hurried t the front door.
"I'm immature? You are such a liar!" he boomed.
"I'm sick of this! I'm leaving!" Swag replied, opening the front door and exiting the house quickly.
Bitter watched the door close and then he fell to his knees. His knees hitting the hard floor beneath him. He leant forward and looked up at the door, tears begining to drip from his eyes.
"Please... Don't leave me..." he cried, reaching towards the door.
He dropped his arm down to his side and shuffled towards the living room again where he closed the door and cried loudly.