We met up with all the other boys in the bakery. We all got something mine was a hot coca. Louis was a carmel candy. Liams was coffee. Nialls was...all the donuts...Zayn's got a mini zebra cake, and Harry got hot apple cider.
¨What do you wanna do?¨ I asked, sipping my coca. They all shrugged.
¨Why don't we go back and watch a movie?¨ We all agreed, and got back in Louis' car.
¨Because you know I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bass, no treble.¨ They all sang. I changed the radio station, so it was now saying:
¨Don't wanna be an american idiot!¨
¨YES! I LOVE THIS SONG!¨
Louis and I high fived, but the rest just groaned and shrunk in their seat.
¨Grow up.¨ Louis said, hitting Harry on the head. I giggled. Harry glared at me.
¨Woah sorry man!¨ I put my hands up like I was surrendering.
¨Whatever.¨ He grumbled crossing his arms across his chest.
¨Harry, you could be a bit nicer to the girl.¨
Niall defended.
¨Please Harry?¨ I asked.
¨How could I be nice to you when you were horrible to me?¨ He asked.
I was so confused, I had never met him other than yesterday.
¨Harry, what do you mean?¨ I questioned, honestly not knowing what the hell he was talking about.
¨Remember 8th grade? And the dance, I had trans ford?¨
He said it like I already knew.
¨Wait, you're Harry from 8th grade? Oh my God, I'm SO sorry Harry!¨ I put my hands to my face, and a tear rolled down my cheek.
¨What the hell did you do to Harry?¨
Zayn asked.
¨I..I..¨
¨She had sex with me, then left, and then she pranked me- at the 8th grade dance in front of everyone!¨ He explained. They all gave me an evil eye, except Louis. He just sat there.
In the parking lot, in the car with me and everyone else.
¨Harry I-¨ He cut me off.
¨Save it, I'm not listening you slut.¨ He still had his arms crossed.
¨HARRY THAT'S ENOUGH! IT WAS LIKE THREE YEARS AGO GOD!¨
Louis shouted.
¨Louis, he has every right to be mad at me-I was horrible to him.¨
¨Harry, I'm deeply sorry. I NEVER should have treated anyone like that. I want you to be happy, so I'm just gonna go.¨
I got out of the car, and rode my skate board down some street, into a clothes store. I needed some. Plus Louis gave me 100. I got some really cute things! One was a checkered plaid flannel, and some black jeans.
I also got a loose red crop top that said DEAL WITH IT, and a pair of shorts that were orange. I also got three different beanies with a puffball on them! Well, I left the boys, and now I'm on my own, again. Hey, it's fine, I'm used to it by now, no worries. No biggie. I'm just by myself, in London, and only 17.
What have I gotten myself into?!?
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Stranger To Me
Fanfiction¨Love, don't you know me?¨ I shook my head no. ¨I'm Louis. Louis Tomlinson.¨ He took off his hat, and showed his beautiful tan face. ¨I-I'm Hanna.¨
