Be Your Last First Kiss - A Harry Styles Love Story

Getting drunk with regrets

"AVERY!" I hear my mother scream at me as I sit into the lounge lazily.

"Wha?" I say in a 'gangster' tone.

"WOULD YOU LIKE TO EXPLAIN?!"

"Nah.. I'm okay." I sassed as I get up off the couch, walking to my bedroom.

"Where you going miss?" My mother called for me as I answered her with a slam on the door.

I don't need anyone's shit.

Nobody.

I have an awesome 4 day weekend.

"ALSO. THIS WEEKEND YOU AREN'T GOING TO THAT PARTY!"

Make that the shittiest 4 day weekend ever.

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-NEXT DAY-

"Av, your boyfriend is here"

Ah.. say what?

"Hey" Harry smiled as he entered my room. I shut my laptop immediately as I glare at him.

"Really? The boyfriend card again?"

"I couldn't get let through unless I used some sort of card"

"Um.. what about the 'friend' card?"

"I have a credit card" He flicks out his credit card as I started to laugh.

"You are spastic"

"Says the one that went ape shit on Lilly yesterday. And thank you for that" He smirked.

"Why are you thanking me? I hit her because she was a total bitch"

"So it wasn't for me?"

"Why the fuck would it be?" I spat as he leans back a little.

"Woah.. okay. Don't get shitty at me. But you might want to kow what happened"

"Oooooh! What did happen?" I say patting for my bed Harry to sit on. He just laughs before joining me.

"So Lilly confessed to spreading the rumour now everyone except your best friends--"

"Cough cough. Ex- best friends" I correct as Harry shrugs.

"Yeah. whatever. Anyways, Lilly was sent a note home to her parents about it and now, everyone hates her. Except the ex-best friends"

"That's some wicked ass shit" I giggle as I receive a message on my phone.

-James

Hey, you still coming tomorrow? xx

"Shit.." I mutter as Harry questions me.

"You kay?" He sighs as I shake my head.

"Nah, I have a party tomorrow but I can't go"

"Oh come on!" He shouts. "Where's that Avery I know?"

"What the nerdy one that you used to hate?" I mumble.

"What?"

"Nothing" I say too quickly.

"Sneak out. Be a bitch. Do something babe. You are that type of girl. Come on!"

"No Harry. I might be like that at school but here I'm different.."

"Come on--"

"Harry please.. Now why are you really here?"

"Well, I came to see for one, how you were doing and--"