Angels Pov
"Are you ready?" My dads voice echoed through the house. while i sat at the bottom of the stairs for over an hour waiting on my dad who said he'd be ready in 5 minutes 70 minutes ago i ran over things i could talk about while we went to dinner at Harry's house. Yup we were gonna eat dinner there and how much you wanna bet it turns out cliche? We eat and they suggest harry takes me to check out his room. They seem like the type but lets not judge a book by its cover.
"As ready as i've been for the past hour and a half" i get off the stairs as my dad looks at his watch "it's been that long?? Oh boy, i'm sorry kiddo" "no biggie" And with that we left, no need to further delay this.
We walked the 3 minutes it takes to get to the Styles/Tanner household, rang the bell and waited. I was hoping no one would be home but to my luck a girl with really long but amazing artificial orange hair opened the door.
"Hey! The L...uh" "liasons dear" my dad calmly answered. "Oh yes yes my bad, come on in!"
"Are they here!?!" A loud and bold voice came from a separate room which looked like the dining room; a body matching the voice came around the corner coming and embracing my dad. "Hello Roger, its very nice to have you here how you been?" "I've been good Greg, liking the neighbourhood?" "Of course! Except that old knuckle head next door uh whats his name..ah..DAVE! Yeah he ran into my car last night!" "Oh! I heard about that! Hes known for reckless things like that ya learn to live with it" and with that Greg and My dad walked off not even acknowledging my existence one bit. Its like Greg didn't even see me!
"Hey there Angel on earth" a familiar voice! "Hey Harry, how are you?" He looked amazing. Hair slicked back but curls still prominent, muscles and tattoo's bulging their way into my heart, and that smile. Oh my that smile. "I'm alright now why are you on the stairs by yourself and how exactly did you get in here to be on my stairs in the first place?" He joked "your sister let me and my dad in and then your dad-" "STEP dad and sister" "okay your STEP dad whisked my father away to talk about our crazy neighbours and left me hanging so here i am." he looked weirdly interested in what i was saying "well its a good thing i came then! Dinner won't be ready for another hour or so. Mom and Greg got a little caught up in whatever and our original dinner went up in black smoke" he chuckled his great chuckle "i guess i'd be a bad host if i didn't ask if you'd like a drink?" Stop staring at his teeth Ang "Uh no i'm fine" "alright....wanna walk around?" did he just say something? I looked up to see him staring at me amused i have no clue what he said but i nodded. He smiled that great smile. "Lets go, since we're on the stairs we can just go up" "o-okay"
We probably shouldn't have been but here we are heading up to his room. The last time i was headed up to a man-boy's room i ended up in the worst teenage relationship of all time, shit i'm practically still in it.
"Here we are" i snapped out of my thoughts as he opened his double door entrance to his bedroom. Is king like bedroom. you would think this was the master but if his house was anything like mine then the real master bedroom is 10x bigger than what Harry's got going on it would be weird him showing me his parents room though, right? Yeah.
"This...is.....phenomenal to say the least " and it really was. His room had a mix of rock and class. Dark blue walls with mostly black and red decor, pink floyd posters EVERYWHERE and a guitar of his own in a corner, satin throw pillows and a bed that could easily fit 10 people. This room wasn't my type of room but that surely didn't stop it from blowing me away. "My mom did the room up for me. When i got here everything was already in place she even put up the posters." "She did an amazing job. Would it look this nice if you had done it" i laughed a bit already knowing his answer "Hey! It might have!....or it might have looked like a total mess and my mother would have had the urge and re-done it for me anyways." I sat in his very comfy and somehow bean bag like chair at his computer desk. "So how have you and your man friend been?" Of course he would ask this as if i was in the mood to talk about that heathen "um. We're okay?" Harry stared right through me with the straightest face i've ever seen...or second in command to my dads Straight face. "Okay we aren't okay but i don't want to talk about him. Talking about him puts me on edge alright" so much out of me that he didn't even ask for. "Then why are you with him" he asked with a strong hint of anger. "Wha-" "just leave! Its more than clear to everyone that you guys aren't a happy couple so leave! He's no good for you an-" "IF IT WAS AS EASY AS JUST LEAVING DON'T YOU THINK I WOULD HAVE DONE THAT!? DONT YOU THINK I WOULD HAVE JUST LEFT THE BEAT DOWNS, THE SCREAMING MATCHES, THE PUBLIC HUMILIATION? DONT YOU THINK I WOULD HAVE JUST LEFT THE CONSTANT REMINDER THAT IM NOT GOOD ENOUGH??? DONT TELL ME WHAT I SHOULD BE DOING AS IF IM NOT ALREADY TRYING OKAY I HEAR IT ENOUGH FROM MY FRIENDS I DONT NEED IT FROM YOU TOO"
These walls are soundproof right?
Chapter 9 here! Thoughts?
