It's Complicated. [Harry Styles]

Chapter 17: Sinner Walking.

Chapter 17: Sinner Walking.

I sit on the foot of my bed. The balcony doors are open and the breeze blows through.

I stand making my way to it.

Well this is just fucking ironic isn't it. A sunny day for such a shitty time.

Pulling a box of cigarettes from my drawer, I take one out and light it.

What the hell is wrong with me. All I can think about is what I did to her. I'm such a pansy, I can't even say her name.

I exhale the smoke and step towards the balcony window.

"Harry." My mother's muffled voice says through the door.

I take the cigarette to the balcony and put it out on the dark ,brown, stone barrier ledge. I then spray cologne around the room to mask the smell. I open the door.

She smiles."Oh, Harry." My mum waltzes into my room and turns to face me.

"I've been thinking.." She begins.

No.

"I and your father are going to place you somewhere where you can focus your studies. We thought boarding school."

"What the fuck ,Mum?!" I furrow my eyebrows in anger.

"Language!" My mother speaks aloud and then calms, putting that plastic smile back on her face.

"We think this could be the best thing for you right now. You haven't been going to school, you never come out of your room, and when you do go out you have cuts and bruises on your face,"

"You're starting to sound like him." I say referring to my father.

She looks at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"Well it's either that or you're living with your grandparents back in England." She speaks in an angry, hurt tone and walks to the door.

"Your father and I are going on a business trip to Atlanta in two days, you'll have that time and the time we're gone to decide what you want to do." My mother leaves closing the door.

I'm too fucking old for boarding school.

I punch my fist into the wall. "Fuck."

•••

After I put on my leather jacket, I head downstairs to leave.

I step down ,but hear my name in a low toned conversation and stop.

"... Okay, but just listen to me for a second, Rick.."

"No, Evaline! I've already made my decision final. Harry has two choices, boarding school or England. He has had too many chances to try and fix his shit on his own, he's going one way or another. But he is definitely not staying here." My father says to my mother.

Mum sighs and not soon after, so does my father.

"You're just too soft on him, Eve. He's a grown man and needs to understand that grown men have responsibilities."

I shake my head in annoyance and walk out through the back door.

•••

"Hey, mate." I pat an old friend on the back as he lets me through the club doors.

I've known Jay for about two years. He's the bouncer here at the club. He lets me in from time to time, knowing I'm not of drinking age in this country.

"Hey, big boy, where's your costume?" A girl working from behind the bar says. She's wearing rabbit ears and a black choker. The rest of the outfit matches as well. The outfit is an almost slutty maid slash play boy bunny uniform. If her top came down enough to see half of her breast, that would probably qualify.

I look around and see goblins, witches, and mostly sorry ass costumes used as excuses to wear as little as possible. Besides spring break, it's the only day of the year where you can wear something slutty and get away with it.

"Don't tell me that is your costume." The girl says.

"Can't you tell? I'm psychotic."

"Really? People are supposed to get that from a leather jacket and some torn up jeans? You look like an all around normal guy." She smiles,while wiping the counters.

"I know." I say to the girl.

She looks at me.

"Can I just order a beer?" I say exasperated.

"Of course you can, but you need to ask for it first."

She's being sarcastic. I don't like it.

The girl reaches below the counter and grabs a bottle. She hits the cap on the edge of the bar to pop it open and hands it to me.

"Thanks." My voice comes out snide. I turn from the girl and lean against the bar.

People are jumping all over the club as the music blares through the speakers.

"You wanna dance?" A girl, who came from absolutely nowhere, seductively asks.

"No." I reply, rejecting the dark haired female.

She looks at me and then turns back to the dance floor. As she walks back I notice a guy with that same dumbass hair cut as...

"Zayn!" I hear a girl call out from behind me. I turn to see the bartender rush up to him then... a kiss?

"What the fuck?"

Hello ......it's me.

Aaaaahhhhh I've been gone for far too loooonggg! IM A DESPICABLE HUMAN BEINGG.

okay yes yes how are you? YOU good? You fine? Great. Wonderful. I'll be backkkk don't you worry children