Love Is Impossible.

Chapter Ten. {rock bottom}

~*~*{Alexis.Skyla.Roberts}*~*~

"You're really asking me that Harold?!" I hissed at him dropping my bag on the floor. Niall and Zayn moved out the way, nervously. Harry had his arms folded, wearing a white top and black and white checkered shirt over it, his black jeans loosely hanging down his waist.

"Yeah I am, La-La." He sneered, oh my-he did NOT just call me that?!

Niall and Zayn were now snorting, holding in their laughter, WHOSE SIDE ARE THEY ON?!

"Harold, I hate you. I'm NOT sleeping in the same room as you." I said calmly, my eyes shut and my fists clenched.

I felt warm breathe on my forehead and before I knew it, I was spinning in the air.

"OHHMYFUDDGEEECAKEEE!!! PUT ME DOWN PEASANT!!!!!!!" I screeched.

Harry threw me over his shoulder and picked up my heavy bag. Like Zayn, he showed no sign of pain, damn.

"What are you doing, Harry?! Put her down mate!" Niall yelled at him but, the idiot ignored him. He skipped off into the room with me banging on his back.

Suddenly I was placed on something soft and I heard the door shut. I sat up to see Harry looking over me deviously. I could almost hear the evil thoughts that were running through his head.

"Don't even...-"

"Orr what? What will you do?" He questioned me, one eyebrow raised, a sly smirk forming on his face.

"I'll...I'll..SUE YOU!!!" I threatened him, this caused him to break into a really adorable laugh. I took this as an opportunity to push his out the way and leg it to the door.

But, that was stupid and caused him to laugh even more when, I fell to the floor after tripping over a pair of blue converses. 

Damn my clumsiness...

"Your reactions are priceless babe.." Harry chuckled and held his big hand out for me. I pushed it out the way and got to my feet by myself.

"Why so stubborn, La-La?" He smirked.

"Stop calling me that, you jerk!" I groaned, childishly.

"I'm not a jerk, babe." Harry stated, cockily.

"Don't call me babe! I'm NOT your babe!!" I exclaimed.

"What are you then, a chlamydia UN- Wanted untalented lover?" He jeered.

That's it..That crosses the line.

I slapped him straight across his ugly face, hard. That wiped that horrid smirk of his face! "YOU PRICK!!!" I screamed at him.

His cheek was bright red and he looked dazed. GOOD.

I rushed to the door and ran out, tumbling onto the eavesdropping pair. I landed on top of Zayn who was blushing like mad.

"Woah, woah. What happened?!" Niall asked me, worriedly as he helped me to my feet.

"I'm sorry, I'm one hundred per cent, not staying with him. He's a ...-words can't even describe how much I hate him."

Zayn smiled, "What happened in there, though?"

I sighed at the memory. "Just..I don't want to talk about it." I quickly made my way down the stairs to the kitchen.

If this is my first impression of this stay, not so good. If I just hit rock bottom, the only way is up right? Yeah, I hope so.

edited: 20/12/13.