Louis P.O.V
I ran down the stairs and heard my mum yelling my name but I ignored it. I opened the front door and slammed it behind me. Whats wrong with me. I got my phone out and called Zayn. He wasnt answering and on the 5 ring he finally answer.
"Louis man whats up?" Zayn asked from the other line.
"Nothing I was wondering if you still have some joints left?" I asked pacing back and fourth in front of our driveway.
"Of course I do. Why?" He asked me
"I wanna get somethings off my mind" I ran my hand to my hair and put my free hand in my pocket. I heard Zayn laugh.
"Oh okay mate i'll send you my address okay." I hanged up before saying okay I waited for him to send me a message of his address. I finally got a message of his address to his house and it wasnt that far just 10 minutes from here. As I was walking my phone kept ringing with calls but i didnt bother in answering. I might have about 10 miss calls from my mum. My phone kept ringing and it was getting me off the edge. I finally answered the last call that I will answer tonight.
"Fuck do you want Johanna!" I yelled and I heard my mum gasp in the other side of the phone.
"Dont you dare speak to me like that! I am your mother! And I just called you to get home right now!" She yelled and I laughed.
"Home? I dont have a home. You probably got the wrong number ma'ma" I said and I heard shuffling on the other line.
"Get your arse home right now Louis!" I heard my dad yell
"Who the fuck do you think you are telling me what to do!" I yelled
"Your father! If you dont come home this instant I will cut off your soccer games!" Was he threaten me with my fucking team!? He knows that soccer means alot to me.
"Excuse me! You know how much soccer means to me you fucking prick!" I sarted moving my hands remembering he cant see my actions
"Exactly thats why im using it against you, now if soccer really means alot to you maybe you should think about coming home" He was calm not yelling at me anymore. I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath. I ended the call and walked to Zayn's right now what i really needed was something strong to keep my mind off of this bullshit. I made it to his front door and knocked not so loud. The door swinged open revealing a messy Zayn. He had red eyes and he kept stumbling.
"Come in" He said moving aside holding on to the door knob. My nostrils were burning because of a strong smell. I smelt like alcohol mixed with drugs. I walked further into the house stopping at the living room. Zayn passed by me and sat on the black couch were another man was sitting at. I saw the man that was sitting next to Zayn playing with a credit card and he started to bend down sniffing on what im guessing cocaine. I crinkled my nose as I saw him sniffing. I wonder if that burns as hell I stood there looking at both of them and Zayn just raised an eyebrow.
"You can sit down you know" Zayn laughed and pointed to the couch. I walked towards the couch and sat down.
"You new at this?" The man said looking at me.
"Uh no no back in Doncaster I did this" It was true back in Doncaster I would get high almost everyday with Ed in this abandon house in our street. We would bring girls and fuck them. The guy just nodded and went back to what he was doing. Zayn passed me a joint and I just looked at it for a while and took it from his fingers. Zayn got out the lighter from his pocket and turned on my joint. I inhaled and exhaled I missed this feeling of the marijuana burning my lungs. I inhaled a couple of more times and we heard a knock on the door. Zayn got up and opened it. He came back with 3 girls behind him and of them waved at us. I ignored them not waving back at them. A girl with dark brown hair smiled at me and I smiled back she was pretty not gonna lie. She had dark blue eyes with her wavy hair and blondish on her hair. She walked towards me and sat on my lap. I didnt move her she was pretty fit. She was curvy. I put the joint on my lips and inhaled again I kept my eyes on her and her eyebrows raised asking permission for my joint. I didnt want to share but dam this girl is hot as fuck. I passed the joint to her and she smile.
"Im Olivia" She smiled and put the joint in between her lips.
"Louis" I responded and she smirked. She turned around on my lap and put one feet on each side on my torso. She gave me the joint back and she started to nibble on my ear. She started to make a path of kisses all the way to my neck. She kissed my sweet spot (which i didnt know i have one because every girl i fucked would kiss me and i never hand a sweet spot) and i groaned. She nibbled on the same spot and I put the joint on the table moving my hands to her waist. She pulled away and connected our lips. She moaned as I bit her bottom lip. I grabbed her ass with my hands and gave it a squeeze. She stared to move her hips back and fourth on my crotch and I gasped. She giggled, I tightened my grip on her waist to stop her movements and she did. She went back to my neck and nibbled on my skin leaving hickeys behind.
Harry's P.O.V
I stormed out of his room and I heard a lady gasp at the sudden sound. I went down stairs and saw 2 girls at the door. I put my head down and i heard the lady im guessing Louis mum ask me who I was.
"Im one of Louis classmates I came here to help Louis with some algebra problems" I said and she nodded. I made my way to the door and power walked home. I got home to an angry Damien like always. I opened the front door and just as I walked in I felt a pair of hands grab my shirt and slamming me to the nearest wall. I gasp and closed my eyes waiting for him to hit me but it never came I felt the pair of hands leaving my shirt. I opened my eyes and saw Damien walking up to the stairs. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusement and he just turned around flipping me off. I was expecting him to kill me after what Louis did to him yesterday. I walked up to my room as a let out a big breath. I opened my room door and walked in closing it behind me. I got my laptop and sat on my bed. I turned it on and went to skype. I saw that Gemma was on. "Your the reason why Gemma left!" I could still hear my mum say. I pressed the video call and she quickly answered.
"Harry!" She had worried written all over her face.
"Hi Gemma" I quietly said with a wave.
"Why in the hell didnt you answer my calls Harry!" She yelled I closed my eyes.
"I was busy m'sorry" I whispered. She nodded and her eyes widen.
"Whats that on your face?" She asked she moved closer to her computer taking a better look.
"N-nothing" I quickly answered.
"Nothing! What do you mean nothing Harold who did that to you!" She started yelling again.
"I accidentally walked into an open locker at school Gem dont worry" I lied to her once again.
"Harry I know you lying who did this to you!" A tear ran down her face and she quickly wiped it off.
"Was it mum's boyfriend?" She whispered and I didnt respond quickly.
"No" I said wiping my own tears i hate crying in front of her and she knows i hate it when she cries in front of me. Its not that i hate it its just that i hate seen her like that it breaks my heart seen my sister broken.
"Harry do you not trust me or what?" She asked
"Of course I trust you Gemma its just that...." I started to sob and she closed her eyes not letting her tears fall. It was quiet for a second my sobs just runing the moment.
"Harry?" She opened her eyes but looking away.
"Y-yes Gem?" I responed with hiccups.
"Im going back Cheshire Okay" I opened my yes and nodded my head as in no.
"No! You cant come! Gemma No you cant! You have to be in America studying dont waste your time on me" I said bitting my bottom lip.
"Harry your my brother your not a waste of time. I love you and you know that Harold." She sniffed.
"I love you too Gem, but you cant leave America because of me im fine over here I promise" I played with my fingers.
"Harry im going to Cheshire like it or not!" And with that she ended the call.
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