Megan's POV
Looking down at my phone, I sigh as the time had gone by. My mom is probably freaking out by now.
Me and Emma were sitting in her living room watching movies. One after another.
"It's getting pretty late" I yawn, Emma tipping her head back to consume another sip of vodka.
"No." Emma laughs, shaking her head.
"Yes." I argue back.
Placing her glass down, Emma looks at me smiling.
"Cool kids don't sleep."
I started laughing so hard, maybe a little more than I should've. Did that even make sense?
My eyebrows crease inward as I stare at Emma, trying to keep a straight face but failing miserably as I start laughing again.
"Maybe we had a little to much to drink."
Well Emma had to much to drink. I didn't drink as much as she did.
Emma just nods staring down at her now empty glass.
**BING
My phone rings, signaling that I have a text message.
"Who texted you?" Emma says. Already reaching for my phone. "I don't know can you check for me? I really need a glass of water."
"My pleasure" Emma smirks, snooping through my phone. Next time I come over, we better stay away from alcohol.
"Megan!" Emma shrieked.
"What" I whine annoyed downing my cup of cold water.
"Who's the Babe?" She winks, handing me my phone.
The text read.
From: Restricted
'Wyd babe xx'
I already knew who it was. But should I tell her. "Um it's..um that kid, you know Harry." When I mentioned his name her mouth hung open.
"Harry....STYLES!" She said in shock.
"Um yea." I mumbled.
"Did I not tell you to keep away from him?" She said snatching my phone back and looking down at the text message in shock.
"Look I don't know what's up with that guy. He follows me around and he always gives me this creepy ass smile. He's just weird I don't know."
"Yeah weird and dangerous." She slurs smirking down at my phone and she starts typing.
"Um...what the hell are you doing?" I ask snatching my phone away from her.
My jaw drops as I look down at my phone. "Why did you text him back? God Emma, what the hell." I say while she laughs uncontrollably.
I laugh looking down at my phone.
'Nothing much hbu (;'
I groan looking down at the text Emma sent Harry.
**BING
Well he texted back fast.
"What did he say?!" Emma peeks over my shoulder to see but it's not Harry who texted, It was my mom.
"Emma I gotta go." I say not even opening my mothers text message.
"Awwe" she whines bringing me into a hug.
"I'll see you tomorrow." I say grabbing my things to leave.
"Okay, and hey you better send me screenshots!" Emma yells at me while i leave her house.
I just laughed and started riding back home which wasn't very far from hers.
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Bad Boy Styles
Fanfiction"The things we will do for temptation. We win some and lose some. But at the end of the day, the only important thing you lose is the one you were trying to hold back from all these desires. And that one thing was you Megan."
