I reaaaaaaaaaally want this book to go to at least 100 reads. Please make it happen!
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Y/N POV
I got home from a hard day at school then work. I got to school late because of traffic jam, causing me to miss half the class. I got detention during lunch and an F in math because I 'cheated' when it was someone else who cheated off my paper. I went to work and started the day there, hoping it would be better than school. I got yelled at because I made a coffee wrong when I wasn't the one who made it. My car broke down so I had to walk 1 mile home, in heels. I kicked my shoes off and went to the sofa to sit down. I cried a little because of the hard day I had, just wanting to cuddle with Harry. Speaking of, where is that boy anyways?
I heard a moan upstairs and my head perked up. I grabbed the first thing I saw, which was a vase, and slowly made my way upstairs. I thought it was a robber or something stealing or holding Harry hostage. I heard another moan, it sounded a lot like a girls. I put the vase on one of the small tables with some pictures. I followed the noise and it led me to our bedroom. I tried to open the door, which was locked. I went downstairs to the kitchen, where all the spare keys to the bedrooms were. I grabbed the right one and sprinted up the stairs. My hands took time to open the door because I was shaking so much. Once it was unlocked I made a quiet but audible gasp. I saw Harry fucking a blonde's brains out. But it wasn't just any blonde; it was Marissa the school bitch, the one who bullied me every day. Harry looked my way and his eyes went wide. "Harry baby, why did you stop?" She said in her whiny like voice. She looked over to where Harry was looking and her eyes went wide as well. "Oh uhm Y/N... how are you doing?" Harry asked unsure. "How long has this been going on?" I asked while my voice cracking. "6 months..." he mumbled. My bottom lip wobbled and I ran downstairs. I slipped on some flats and grabbed my purse and ran out the door. The last thing I heard was a quiet but loud voice yelling, "Don't go!" I was running long enough to be out of sight from Harry, Marissa, and the house. I walked until I saw a nearby park. I sat down on one of the benches in the park and cried. This was officially the worst day ever. Just then, I heard the booming sound of thunder and water pouring down on me.
"Oh god it's raining. Fuck what am I supposed to do now?" I asked myself. I looked up and saw a nearby Starbucks and immediately started walking towards it. I opened the door and one employee saw me and gave me a towel to wrap myself in. I thanked her and shoved some money into her hand. I went to the furthest table to sit on. The same employee came up with two cups of coffee and sat down across from me. "Thank you so much. Here I'll pay you back." I told her, digging for my wallet in my purse. "No its okay. A smile would do though." I smiled sincere smile and took the coffee gently from her. "So, I saw you at the park over there crying. When I saw you walking towards here, I got a towel ready for you. What seems to be the problem?" she asked in her sweet calm voice. "I had this awful day. I got detention and failed a test at school because I cheated, which I didn't. Then I got to work late and was yelled at for not making a coffee the right way, when it was my nosy co-worker, Marissa. She went home early without my boss not even noticing and I had to work an extra hour because of that. We had so many customers and there was only one person at the register and one in the kitchen. When I came home I found Marissa fucking my boyfriend of 2 years. And that boyfriend of mine just so happens to be Harry Styles." I explained in a monotone voice, trying not to cry. "Awe really? Did you let him explain, he could have a valid reason." She reasoned with me. "Well I certainly wouldn't believe that Marissa was just a friend and he tripped and somehow they both got naked and his dick accidently thrusted into her Vajayjay." I told her. "Vajayjay? That's the best word you could think of?" she laughed. "Private woman parts, gift giver, cat, baby maker, what do you want me to say?" I asked her. She laughed and finished her coffee. "Well I have to go. See you soon, maybe?" she said. I nodded and handed her my number and she took off. "Wait! I never caught your name." I asked. "June. And yourself?" she replied. "Y/N. Thanks again." I smiled. She gave me a quick nod and scurried off to the employee's room. I gathered my things, leaving a few bills in the tip jar, and started my journey home.
I opened the door and went in. I slipped my shoes off and went to go find Harry. I heard light snoring coming from the living room. I went in and saw Harry with tear streaks on his face snoring softly while asleep. I smiled and kissed his forehead. I went upstairs to grab some covers for the both of us and a few pillows. I tip-toed into the room, trying not to wake him and gently lifted his head to place a pillow under it. I placed a pillow next to his head and lay down beside him and covered ourselves with the cover. His eyes fluttered open and saw me laid next to him. He shot up and started ranting, "Babe I'm so sorry! S-she came to me and she threatened to hurt you if I didn't do w-what she told me to do. I ended t-this today. Baby please forgive me I-I'm so sorry!" he started. He was going to say more but I silenced him by pressing my lips onto his. He was taken aback but caught on quickly, pulling me closer. We were- kissing for a good 3 minutes and pulled away. I smiled and pulled him down on the couch and repeated his actions. I kissed his cheek and whispered an 'I love you' and fell asleep.
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All the fucking love,
-Kat
