𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 *UNDER RECONSTRUCTION*

two

Harry Styles

Beep, Beep, Beep

I lift my arm to turn off the alarm. Once realizing that it is futile looking for a device amid a hangover, I sat up and looked around the room. I heard a groaning voice behind me and saw the girl that I slept with last night. She tried to wrap her arms around my waist but I pushed them away.

Beep, Beep, Beep

"Bloody hell. I'm up!" I found my phone on my nightstand and grabbed it.

I looked at the screen expecting to find the dismiss button, only to be faced, with a contact flashing my screen.

"Mother." "Shit." I muttered. I accepted the call only to hear yelling.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK UP THE PHONE THE FIRST TIME?." My mother yelled.

"Mum I was-" "NO YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO PICK UP THE SECOND I CALLED!"

"MUM! I was looking for my phone and I was asleep, that's why it took me so long." I said sternly.

I love my mother but sometimes she jumps to conclusions before she asks her questions.

"Who are you catching an attitude at?" She sassed. Silence fills the phone.

"I'm sorry sweetie, I was just worried because you've stopped texting and calling me like you used to." She says sadly.

"It's okay, I understand. But why are you calling so early?"

"I called to see if you have heard from your father."

"Fuck no." I muttered angrily.

"Hey! Watch your language!" She chastised.

"I know that you and your dad don't get along but he is still your dad don't get along but he is still you father-"

"He ain't shit. Come on mum! When it was time for him to take care of you, Gemma, and me, was he there? No. When I had to go to school on field trips, did he come and pick me up? No, I had to walk home BY MYSELF.

"HAROLD EDWARD STYLES! You will not speak to me in that tone. I am not your father, I am your mother. Ever since you were with Charlotte, you've be-"

"DO NOT BRING HER INTO THIS! She has nothing to do with how I am now. You even loved her as if she was your own child. Now you don't even like her anymore?"

"Harry, I didn't mean t-" She tried to apologize.

"No mum, I'll call you tomorrow. Goodbye." I hung up the call for it to ring again. I declined and put my phone on to not disturb. I paced around the room trying to take a breather and turned towards my bed, the girl stared at me with a smirk on her face.

"Mommy and Daddy issues?" She questioned. I ignored and she chuckled.

"Don't worry I'm leaving but before I do, are you okay?" She asked me with her curious blue eyes.

"Yeah, I'm just fucking fantastic." I grumbled. I sat on the bed and rubbed my hands on my face. She sat up and rubbed her hands on my shoulders.

"Maybe I can help you take your mind off things." She whispers seductively into my ear.

"Oh? I think I have an idea." I whispered back.

"And what's that handsome?". I stood up and turned around while putting my finger under her chin. I slowly brought her face closer to mine and stared into her eyes.

"Bye getting the fuck out of my room. They're called one night stands for a reason." I said cruelly. She gasped and quickly put on her clothes angrily.

"You're such a prick!" She screamed.