Dad continued to do work so I decided to finally turn on my phone. I had a bunch of texts instantly popping up, all from him of course. Most were pretty old, since I haven’t checked it since the incident.
“Hey hun, how are things going with Harry? Getting along better?”
“Well you must’ve gone to bed. Call me when you wake up.”
“Skylar? It’s 11 am now, surely you must be up.”
“Skylar?”
“Helloooo?”
“I’m getting worried.”
“Call me as soon as you get these, please.”
“Skylar Kaye, if you’re ignoring these for whatever reason stop because I’m fearing the worst. Please just text or call me and tell me you’re okay, please Skylar.”
“Have you turned on your phone yet? Well, just letting you know that I’m coming in tomorrow again and I’m just bringing my work with me. Haven’t gotten rid of me that easily! Love you.”
That last one must’ve been last night. There were also 6 missed calls from him all from the night/next morning I disappeared.
Even though I have my own music on my iPhone I decided to see what Liam had on his so I pulled it out and turned it on. I did on his what I always do on my own, went to songs and hit shuffle. The song that popped up was called Taking You by some band I couldn’t even pronounce and it was terrible. That’s okay though, the first songs are never good. I skipped to the next one, Someone Like You by Adele. Good. I love Adele, her voice is incredible.
After that came Stand Up by his own band, then a song called Beauty and a Beat by Justin Bieber. Ew, no Justin Bieber! Before I skipped it though, the beat caught my attention. I thought, well I’ll just listen to the cool beat then skip it when he starts singing. “Body rock, girl I can feel your body rock” Wait a minute, did I read that right? Yeah, Justin Bieber. Well damn, he does have a good voice! Can I really be this wrong about all these Pop artists? Cause seriously this song is awesome. As soon as it ended I replayed it, it’s so catchy and I even like Nicki Minaj’s little part. What she means by “Buns out, wiener but I gotta keep my out for Selener” I have no idea but it sounds cool.
I also shuffled through some Rihanna, Kid Rock, Eminem, Busta Rhymes, Cher Lloyd, Rita Ora, and Forever the Sickest Kids. All good.
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Throughout the day I listened to Liam’s iPod, my own music, watched Hall Pass and The Notebook, (cried as usual) read some magazines, and played with Liam’s magnetic drawing thing. If it weren’t for Liam I would probably be pulling my own teeth out at this point from boredom. My dad went back home around 10.
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-Dream-
“Sky, run!” Scott shouts to me. I want to but I’m too scared. Mother stands up and screams. Not any words or anything, just screams.
“You little bastard! You’re going to really regret that you little fucker!”
Scott pulls his bat back again, and goes to swing it to hit her again but she takes it from him. His eyes bulge, terrified. He turns to run but she swings and hits him on the back, hard. Knocking him down. He coughs and I see a little blood come out of his mouth. She lifts the bat again and I scream.
“Don’t!”
She stops, midair, and looks at me.
“What was that?”
I hesitate but I say it again, “Don’t hurt him.”
“Then who shall I hurt? Because someone has to pay for what he did to me.”
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Stereotypes (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)
FanfictionSkylar has had a rough life, between the terrible thing that happened when she was only 5, to the orphanage, to now just trying to find her way as a freshman in college. She likes rock music and reading, and dislikes most people and anything to do w...
