Loving you is killing me (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Prologue

Light, gosh, how I hate the morning light! It always brings me some discovery I really don't wanna see. I turned in the bed and realised that it's not my bed... again. Guy, who was lying next to me.... erhm... Josh (I think) was really cute, but then, all boys I was sleeping with were cute. Other way I wouldn't sleep with 'em, right? I sat down slowly, so I didn't woke him up, grabbed my clothes, clutch and ran away from his house. As soon as I was on the street I called my mum: "Hey mummy, where are you?" I asked her knowing, that I probably woke her up. "Eeehm, Carly, Im at home sleeping, what do you want?" she asked me quite pissed. "Mum, I need you to pick me up. I had long night.... Please?" "FIne, tell me your adress and I'll be there! It's for the last time Caroline Emily Deens, ok?" oooh, she's really pissed, cause she calls me my full name. How I hate my full name! "Fine mummy, Im on......."

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I'm sitting at home, studying some psychology, cause Im on collage of Psychological medicine.... I'm listening Fall out boys, cause they're my favourite band. I look in mirror and almost screamed! Who the hell are you and what have you done with Carly?! The girl, who's staring at me, was so different than Carly- me- used to be. I used to have short blond hair, nice face and I was the best in my class. But that's long time ago. When I looked like that lastly, I was 12. Now, Im 19, brunette, make up all around my face, cause I didn't put it down last night. Im partying almost everyday, sleeping with cute boys everyday..... Im different. Not that I don't like my life style now, I'm popular, everyone wants to be my friend, guys would do ANYTHING just to spend a night with me.... Sometimes, but it's really rarely, I feel alone. Of course, I still got my mum Ellie, my best friends Frankie and Michelle, but.... Some things are secrets, my past is secret. Only me and my mum know what happend and I don't want people feel sorry for me... I don't need their sadness, Im fine, Im strong and I can do whatever I want to! Yeah, that's me.. Carly Deens, the girl with no heart left, who needs only herself! I smiled back to the selfish bitch in my mirror, cause I knew Im back. Nobody will ever put me down again. Nobody!!!

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It's Friday morning. I've got only 2 lessons today! Love Fridays, they're free, full of fun and alcohol and that's what I need curently... Alcohol!

After those 2 super long lessons I went home with Michelle, cause she lives only 5 minutes from me. "Caaarley, what was the name of that guy.... You know, you slept with last week?" she said laughily cause she knew very well, that I have no idea what his name was. "Hohoooo, somebody is being funny!! I think he was Josh.... Im just not sure!" I said angrily! "Calm down little girl, Im just joking, but seriously, every guy you're sleeping with is Josh for you, you know?" "Fine, fine, I'll remember it for you next time!!!" I said the way, that I want this conversation to end. "Ok, well, where are we going today? Madisons or Basing House?" she asked with blinks in her eyes. I knew she love Madisons, she met her boyfriend there and it¨s something like their own place of love. "Of course we can go to Madisons, so you can fuck Steve tonight sweetheart!" I said with all the kindness in my voice. She made bubly face on my, slapped my arm and we both started to laugh.

"Franklina!! We're going to Madisons if you like it or you don't! Last time we were in Funky Budha, cause you desparately needed to go there, now we NEED to go to Madisons! Get your fat ass out of your bed, get prepared and we'll pick you up in 9 pm!" I threw myself on a bed, totaly exhausted cause my best friend is idiot. What shoudl I wear? Should I wear those purple skinny dress or those black jeans and my new corset? Lot of make up or just be natural with mascara? My brain was full of questions, while I was having a shower. At the end, I've decided to wear my purple skinny dress from Topshop, back highheels, straightened hair and lot's of mascara. I looked into the mirror and I was satisfied. Let's 'make love' with some Josh! I laugh to myself and called Michele, who's driving us there!

When we arrived to the club, there was a long row of people, who's waiting for entry. Frankie and Michelle looked at me and I smiled at them: "Girls, we're here so often, that the security know us really good. Some better than other" they both laughed and we walked to the door. I was first, cause really, security here were my friends: "Hey Paul, hey Mark, how are you guys doing? Can you please let us in?" I smiled at them with the best american smile I can do, they look at each other, smiled and Paul said: "Of course sexy ladies, dancefloor is yours! Have a great night!" I clapped my hands and showed the girls to follow me. As soon as we were in the club, we headed straight to the bar. We drunk some wings- vodka with redbull- and went to dance. She wolf was on and all of us screamed and started to swing on the beat. After a while, Michelle saw her boyfriend Steve so she went to kiss him. Frankie was kissing some stranger, not really handosme but it's her own thing. I told myself to get some space, so I went out for some clean air. Suddenly somebody grabbed my hand pulled me on his chest. I cried out, cause I didn't expect it. I tried to push him away, but he was way too strong to be pushed. I looked at him and froze. I knew him, well not personally, but I knew who he was. it's Harry Styles, the guy who's known for his streetfights... Once he almost killed innocent boy, just because he pushed him. I was staring into his face, probably looking scared, but I tried to hide it. "What's your name lovely?" he asked me with his deep, damn sexy voice. "I....I'm...." than I realise that Im also powerfull. He's not the only one who has his weapons. "Call me, however you want to, idiot. Im not about to tell you my name" I blinked at him, slightly pushed him and walked away as a queen. After about 3 seconds I felt the same hand on my shoulder. "You think you can talk to me like that sweetie? You're wrong, Im Harry Styles and I'll get everything what I want. Do you hear me? Everything!" Then he left my shoulder alone, and walked away. I felt so desparate and scared. I was trying to find Michelle or Frankie, but they were nowhere to find. What have I done, that Styles had to walk in my life?!