Don't Let Me Go. -A Harry Styles Fan Fiction-

 *Kiara's P.O.V.*

It's been such a stressful day at work.

Ugh.

I can't believe that woman actually had the fuckin nerve to splash her steaming hot coffee in my face.

THAT I MADE FOR HER!

*Not enough cream honey*

I can still hear her annoying voice echoing those words in my head before she whipped the damn coffee at me.

Little bitch.

What right did she have to do that to me!?

NONE.

Third damn day on the job at Starbucks and I already hate it.

I'm gunna start throwing some punches at these people if they continue to aggrivate me like this.

I better take a shower and get this coffee out of my hair...

No.. actually, I think i better call Harry before I start flipping shit when I try and get this shitty coffee out of my hair.

*Harry's P.O.V.*

Why the fuck is my phone ringing at 1:30am?

"Kiara?" I mumble as I slide the answer button on my phone and roll over in my bed, staring at the bright light my phone gave off.

"Harry?" I hear Kiara question as I put the phone to my ear.

"What the fuck do you want Kiara? I was sleeping.."

"I almost slapped a bitch today." Kiara says.

From the tone in her voice I can tell she's doing that little head bobble thing she does when she gets pissed.

"Why?" I ask even though I truthfully have no interest in the world about this and start dosing off to sleep again.

"Well she came into the store and..."

As I listen I zone out completely and fall back into a light slumber.

"HAROLD FUCKIN EDWARD STYLES WAKE UP!"

"WOOOAAAHHH WHATT!?!?!?!?" I say sitting up in bed, very alarmed.

"You fell asleep, didn't you Harry?" I hear a girly voice ask.

"Where'd that come from?" I think to myself as I search my room.

"Harry.. It's Kiara.." I hear the girly voice say again.

"Kiara.. are you in my room?"

"No dipshit. We were talking on the phone.. Remember?"

"OHHHH RIGHT!" I say as I lean over and pick up my phone pushing the speaker button.

"You all good now Harry?" Kiara asks.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm good."

"Okay good. Do you want me to repeat my story or..?" Kiara says questionally

"NOOO! I mean.. No..." I say trying to cover up the little freak out session I just had.

I look at the clock..

"2:00AM!?!? KIARA LET ME SLEEEEEEEEPPPP!" I yell and beg.

"Alright, alright.. But I'm telling you about this tomorrow." Kiara says and I just nod my head, not realizing the fact she can't see me, and then I hang up.

"Finally" I whisper and dose back off to sleep.

*Kiara's P.O.V.*

"He's sucha' dick." I whisper as I place my phone on the counter and lock it.

"Now.. time to get this coffee outta' my hair and get to bed."

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"Rise and shine bitch!" I hear someone yell to me.

I open my eyes and realize it's my little sister, Falyn.

"Get the fuck outta' my room egg head!" I scream as I throw a pillow at Falyn, causing her to give me the finger and walk out of the room.

"Rude." I quietly say as I slowly get out of bed and head downstairs.

"Mmmmhhhh." I hum as I smell toasty bacon and pancakes.

"Good morning sunshine." My father says to me as I enter the kitchen.

"Morning Paps!" I say with a smile on my face.

I sit at my spot at the table while my mother brings over a steamy plate of bacon and pancakes.

"Thanks ma'." I say as I take my knife and fork and dig in.

"No problem sweety. When you're done with breakfast go get dressed.. Bus will be here in 20." She politely says and goes back to cooking.

After I'm done with breakfast, I head upstairs and get dressed.

"Bus is here in 5!! Hurry up!!" I hear my mom bellow from the bottom of the stairs.

"I'll be right down!" I say as I grab my phone and my bag and run out the door with my sister.

"Today is going to be a shitty day. I already know it." I say sighing as I walk to the bus stop.