The only one -Harry Styles-

Bitches

I wiped my eyes as I left Harry's house, opening the car door, and getting in the passengers seat. It had been 3 weeks, and we finally went to visit Harry's mum. I hadn't seen her in so long. The only bad thing was that I was so close to my dad. I didn't want to be here. Not for much longer. As I was sitting in the car, window rolled down, waiting for harry, some girls from my old school were walking towards the car. Ok... not just some girls. Kayelyn and her possè. Hehe possé. That's a funny word... No Tristan! Stay on the subject! As I looked up, the girls stopped into their tracks. Which happened to be right in front of the car. Kayelyn just smiled, coming right up to the door. "Oh... look girls. The bitch is still alive." I had a confused expression on my face. I had no idea what they were talking about. "Oh... we just assumed your dad beat you to death. We kinda hoped he did. I mean, i wouldnt blame him. Who would want you around?" As she said this, a tear streaked down my face. It had been a while since I had seen her. I kinda wanted to keep it that way. I suddenly heard a voice behind them, and they turned to look. "Me. I want her around!" Their eyes widened as they saw Harry. He motioned for me to come over to him, and I got out of the car, rushing to his side. "OHMYGAWD!!! Harry!!! I haven't seen you in forever boo-boo!!" She squealed. Harry made a disgusted face. "What are you doing with this slut?" Kayelyn said, pushing me. I decided it was time to take action. So I smirked, stepped up, and punched her straight across the face. "WHOS THE SLUT NOW, BITCH!?!?" I yelled, skipping to the car. Harry just stood there shocked, then burst out laughing, walking to the car. He got in, and drove off.

AND THATS HOW MY DAY WENT BITCHES.