Tired Of Sh*t A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter Three

Autumn's outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/rfghj/set?id=78205620

"Why did you take me?" I asked my tone flat. "I can't take what I already own." He retorted. Clearly making no sense to me but he didn't give a shit. "What." I said wincing in confusion. What the hell was Harry talking about? I lifted my legs and pressed my knees to my chest as I layed on the couch beside Harry. Then a clicking sound from the door came and Harry got up and hugged some dark haired blue-eyed boy. He looked over at me and furrowed his eyebrows before returning his face back to look at Harry's. Harry motioned with his hand towards the balcony. They both walked out, so I decided to go to the room next to the balcony to see if I could get a listen. Harry looked over before I could listen and glared. I decided I'd just go back to bed, so I plopped back on the bed and pulled the duvet over my face and cuddled a pillow. I was comfortable but sure as hell not going to sleep.

So I walked outside and interrupted Harry's conversation. "Hi Louis." I said bashing my eyelashes, just to piss Harry off. Harry groaned and turned towards me his arms crossed over his chest. "If your trying to piss me off, It's working." He said. "Good." I teased before walking off the balcony and back to the kitchen. I decided to make myself some tea and sit down. I found a fashion magazine Eleanor left over and flipped through it, finding stuff I'd love to have. Harry and Louis walked back inside sitting down at the bar.

"It's roasting today, why don't we go swimming?" Louis said his blue eyes glinting with delight. "Sure, whatever." Harry answered before going to get his swim trousers tossing Louis a pair before he shut the bedroom door. The boys changed and then came back to the kitchen. "Why aren't you dressed?" Harry asked a little annoyed. "I don't have a swimsuit with me..." I said trailing off. Harry rolled his eyes. "I guess we'll have to go to the shops and get you one." Harry said grabbing his car keys as we all walked out of the house.

We arrived to the shops and I walked right into the swim shop Ali worked at. I yelled out for her. Ali ran right up to me and hugged me tight. "I haven't seen you since that party, whatcha been up to?" She said smiling. "Uh- nothing much just the usual." I said nonchalant. Harry walked up and placed his hand on my hip. Ali's eyes almost bugged out of her head. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me in the direction of the bikini's. "Hanging out with Harry Styles is not the usual." Ali said. "It's no big deal." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Are you sleeping with him." She said. I choked and laughed. "No definitely not." I said. "Do you know his reputation?" She asked rummaging through swimsuits that would look good on me. "Ovbiously not?" I said sarcastically. "He's a womanizer." Ali said. "Ali we aren't dating, what's the big deal?" I said annoyed. She huffed before handing me a bikini and sending me to the dressing room. I put on the turquoise swimsuit and walked out of the dressing room. "Does it look ok?" I asked biting my lip. "You look hot." Ali teased before throwing me a white lace cover up.

I threw it on before meeting Harry at the cashier. Ali gave me the total and waited for me to get my cash but Harry paid for me before I could get my wallet out. "Thanks." I said as we walked out of the shop and headed for the pool. I then placed a kiss to his cheek. His cheek blushed a deep red as he mumbled "Your welcome." As we eventually got to the pool I felt Harry stiffen and grab for my hand. I looked over to see my ex Ian cutting up with his fellow douche bags. The smile I had on fell to a annoyed glare as soon as I saw Ian. I striped off my cover up, and looked down at my figure happy the way my body looked in my swimsuit. Honestly, I felt like a Victoria secret model despite my light skin tone.

I tossed my wavy hair over my shoulders. I looked over towards Harry who was laying on the lounge chair with his black shades on while he tanned. Every one of His tattoos exposed. I felt eyes on me, so out of my peripheral vision I saw Ian eyeing me up and down. I smirked and made my way over towards Harry, practically sitting on his lap. Harry sat up and removed the glasses from his face and smirked. "Am I missing something?" Harry teased. Harry threw an arm around my shoulders and drew me into a long kiss. His brown curls falling from his head and tickling my forehead. Louis smirked and flipped his hair. "Look who's pissed." Louis teased hinting towards Ian's direction.

Ian was walking over a smirk on his face as if he was ready to make some smug remark. "Autumn your so great in bed, my rooms that way if you want." Ian arrogantly remarked. Harry tensed, his fists clenching at his sides as his light green eyes got darker. Harry shot up from his lounge chair and went face to face with Ian. "Watch your mouth." He growled shoving Ian away egging him on to fight. "Why are you touching me faggot." Ian said. "Your a pussy." Harry said spitting in Ian's face. Ian threw the first punch and that was the only thing he got in before Harry had Ian on the ground Ian begging Harry to get off.

Ian's gaze flashed from Harry to me. Ian ran towards me and shoved me backwards, Harry helped me up and had me behind him. Harry got right in Ian's face and he then clutched Ian's throat and lifted him a little ways. "If you ever touch her again I'll beat you black and blue." Harry shouted before dropping Ian to the ground. "Is that a threat?" Ian teased oblivious to Harry's warning. "It's not a threat it's a promise." He said anger in his voice. Harry then walked away from Ian holding my hand his arm protectively on the small of my back. Harry gave me my flip-flops, coverup and beach bag. Louis was dead silent unsure of what to say to Harry in his angered state. The ride home was so silent the only thing heard in the car was the engine.