Fuck or Forget you (H.S.-AU)

Chapter 9

Harry's POV

Where the fuck should i go?! My dad didn't even came to pick me up. Wonderful. Just wonderful. That's a fucking amazing meeting. God how I hate America. I don't get why someone voluntarily lives here.

*ring* Hi Harry. We can't pick you up, because we had an emergency and now I have to operate and your sister is still at school. Our address is Lake Street 32. And Alabama but you are already here so you know that haha. So see you at home Harry, bye. Your dad.

Oh my god. Does he think he is funny, with his "in Alabama hahah"? I fucking know that I'm here. But I needed to know what street, that's true. Why cannot I be in England?! Why have I done that to mum? I could be still there, if I wouldn't act like a dick. I need cigarettes, I just need them right now. If you wonder what I'm doing, well, I'm smoking. I found a shop that's a first and I think I was wrong with my words that the chicks here are not hot. They are hot, I mean I already met some and they were all over me. I would let them do things to myself, but right now I need to find the damn mansion and I'm annoyed so I don't want anything from them. They were all looking like cakes, make up all over their face, it's so ugly... but that doesn't mean I wouldn't let them blow me. I don't need to look at their face so.

Finally! Lake Street, now I need to find the house. Mansions everywhere you look. ...28, 29, 30...32. Oh fuck. This house is looking like a mansion, so fucking big. It's like...I don't have words. How does this gate open? Where is the bell? Where is the fucking button?! No bell so a button should be here. Ah finally, I found the button. Okay the gate opens so I think I did it right. Now let's see my sister's beautiful face.

*bell**robotic voice: Welcome at the Styles' house.* Yeah yeah welcome at the hell house. I hear footsteps. Here it comes.

*the door opens*

"Hello. Harry? Is that you", Deborah asked surprised, like she wouldn't know that I'll come.

"No, it's tinky winky."

"How funny Harold. Well... Welcome. Nice to see you again."

"Yeah nice to see you too. So could I maybe come in", I ask slightly annoyed.

"Of course. Come in."

When I enter the house I gasp. It looks so big. Even bigger than from the outside.

"Let's just sit down and talk a little Harry", my sister said. I don't really feel like talking to her right now but I have to appear nice.

"Of course", I answer smiling.

"I have the feeling that we arrived in the living room, aren't we, Debby?"

Debby laughed, "Yeah Harry we are in the living room."

"Don't blame me, I was living with mum for about 5 years now. Comparing to this house, ours was like a cottage. So don't fucking blame me!" Debby was quiet, because she knows I'm right.

"Harry... I am sorry. I really am. What should I do to make you forgive me? I cannot erase it. It's past. You can't do anything about it.", she told me like she knows everything. I am getting annoyed with her.

"You didn't say anything to mum! Not even a goodbye! You should blame yourself. You don't even ring her. She told me that she wants a fucking call from her daughter so many times. She always talks about you. She is always telling me the story, where you went together to a zoo, then you got lost and she was afraid. She also told me about your first cycling and other stories. Now she lost you. You just wanted dad's money, because you know that he has the money and that's why you ran away with him. So don't expect me to forgive you so easily Deborah!", I shout.