Bad Boy Styles

BBS 2

I woke up with a slight head ache where am I? How did I get here? As I tried to sit up the head ache got worse. I winced in pain while I try to figure out what happened last night, all I can remember is bits and pieces like meeting that guy, and the body then me blacking out. I also noticed that I wasn't in my clothes I was in my undergarments and a big t shirt that can pass off as a dress.

I didn't even drink that much, it was either something I must've ate or drank or maybe even sniffed or I just didn't have a soft landing when I fainted.

My vision was a little blurred as I scan the room for any familiar traits. This couldn't be anyone's room I would know.

I then started to hear the noise I heavy footsteps approaching the door. My heart started to beat faster I could've been kidnapped for all I know! But would I be tied up and- you know what I keep confusing myself and then that's when a mop of chocolate curls come into view I sighed in relief that I kind of knew him.

"Ah look who's up?" He said with that dang smirk on his face. I swear on day his face if going to get stuck like that one day. I mean I don't think it would even matter considering he does it about every 5 minutes like really.

"Um what happened last night??" I asked my voice a little hoarse so he handed me some water why is he being nice all of a sudden? " thanks" I mumbled "gunshots were fired I guess you saw the blood and like passed out." With that he did a light chuckle.

That's me the tough girl who thinks it can be a waste of time showing feelings but then passing out when seeing blood. "What happened to the body and every thing else that went on?" "I don't know as soon as you fainted I took you to my house and rest you in the bed your welcome by the way."

"Yeah yeah yeah," I said then took another sip of the ice cold water, "Harry" and pulled his hand hand "Clarissa" I replied then put my hand in his to shake.

He smiled not the smirk that he had in his face now I can actually see that he has dimples ADORABLE I just want to poke one so bad.

"Can you..um..like give me a ride home..but if you can't that's alright I can find a bus." And sat up to look around for my clothes to find them in a neat pile on the computer chair. "Out" I say pointing to the door "you can't kick me out of MY room" emphasizing on the my not shoot Sherlock "yeah but you were he one who technically kidnapped me." "Touché" with that he left the room to let me get dressed.

I looked into his mirror to be kind of relieved that I didn't look as bad as I thought! I found my phone in the back pocket made sure I had everything and started to head down the stairs.

"Ready??" "Yerp" I said and walked out with him out the door. I gave him the address to my house and it turns out we really didn't live that far from each other. I chose to break the silents by asking "Harry why did I wake up in your shirt did you like take off my clothing." "Yes yes I did." Eyes still glued to the road

So he was all up in my bubble like really he went out of the boundaries. I wanted to avoid the awkward silence by trying to check my phone but it was dead. Oh how much explaining I have to do once I reach home to my interrogating dad. We pulled out the car then said my good byes and left the car to see my parents in the living room watching me as I entered the house.

"How was your night shagging that boy huh?!" My dad said now my jaw is on the ground is he really that serious, I can't believe he really thinks that low of me. "Dad why would you say something like that you know I would never do that." He didn't even look me in the eyes "you know I would never do anything like that please believe me" he sighed "I'm about to go pick your sister from the bus stop we'll talk at dinner with your mother."

Then he left, I ran upstairs to charge my phone. While it was charging I went to go take a shower to rinse off this dirt. The hot water burned my skin but in soothing way.

I washed my hair with strawberry shampoo then headed out and wrapped myself in a puffy white towel. By this time my phone was at 96% so I chose to call Jaymee.

Pick up please pick up I keep chanting in my head as I kept eye balling closet thinking of what I should wear.

She finally picked up the phone after the forth ring but I stopped counting as I sorted out my outfit. "Hey"

Not much of a cliff hanger but :)