Ugly (Dark Harry Styles AU)

Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6

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"Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play. And the haters gonna hate-"

I slap around the side of my bed, searching for my phone to end my misery. John forced me to set Taylor Swift as my ringtone for him since he knows I'll pick up the phone to stop the deafening shrills of her voice.

"What?" I groggily snap. I hate Taylor Swift.

"Someone's mad," John's warm voice laughs.

Guilt swarms in the pit of my stomach for snapping at him, "I'm sorry, just I didn't sleep very well and Taylor Swift isn't helping." It's really hard to be mad at John even if it's justifiable. He is the type of person who cares for everybody even if they don't deserve it. He tries to find the good in people and believes bad people could change. He's just one big teddy bear and I'm lucky to have him. 

"I'm sorry to hear that honey. Did something happen?"

"Uhh well no not really," I stutter nervously. I have never lied to John and I feel horrible for lying to him now, but I don't want to mention the whole thing with Harry. John is going to take it way out of proportion and make Harry out to be this crazy person that is out to make me his next victim, and for some reason I care what people are saying about Harry. Plus, with everything that's going on with my mom right now, I don't want to add the stress of my problems on John's plate.

Nothing happened with Harry anyways. Yeah he's really controlling and scary sometimes, but I think it's just a cover to protect himself. He probably went through some really hard shit as a kid and learned to act the way he does to scare people away so he doesn't get hurt again. I've seen parts of the real him and I'm willing to stick around a bit longer to learn more about him. I don't care about the warnings or the rumors that he's dangerous; I'll be the judge of that.

"Hmm, well just know you could tell me anything, okay?"

He must have detected my lie, "I know, but it's nothing I can't handle so don't worry."

"Okay sweetie, I trust you. Well I was just calling to make sure that you were up and ready to go look for your mom, but it seems like someone decided to sleep in."

"I'll get up now. I still have time to go before my shift at the club," I reply as I climb out of my loft and quietly make my way towards my closet, being careful as to not waking up Melanie or Amber.

"Alright, just be safe. I wish I could go with you, but I already told a friend I would cover for him weeks ago so he could go on vacation with his family."

"Don't sweat it John, I'll be fine. What's the worst that I'll see? My mom participating in an orgy, no problem, seen it before," I scoff. 

That was the most disgusting night of my life. I remember just getting back from middle school and hearing my mom scream. So being the concerned child that I was, I ran to the rescue and opened her bedroom door to find a train of men and women, including my mother, naked and doing the dirty. To say that I was scarred is an understatement. I didn't come out of my room for a week.

"Payton! What do you teenyboppers say these days? TMI? Because I could have lived without knowing that," John gags while I laugh and pick out a tanktop, black skinnies, and my converse from my closet. I live by the motto: Go comfy or go home.

"Jesus, you can go by yourself now because even if I could go with you I wouldn't. That's disgusting... Next time I see Maria she's in big trouble," he laughs along with me.