Teenage Dirtbag

13

Each swig of liquor I took, gave me the motive to have another.

"Harry, slow down mate!" Niall hollered over the music. I was glad I was smart enough to take a cab to this place. It was Sunday night, but I didn't care, I just needed get away from things for a bit.

"Man, imagine what our parents would say. Eighteen year olds drinking on a Sunday night?" I giggled, sitting back and paying the rest of my bill.

"I think I'm gonna head out lads!" I waved to them, walking out into the cold, night air.

"Brr is it chilly!"

I grabbed my phone, dialing Noel's number. I waited for what seemed like minutes, with no answer. Straight to voicemail it went. I pushed my phone back into my pocket, looking around the area for a cab I could hop into.

"H-Harry?" I turned, seeing not only one, but two heads standing before me.

"Oh shit." I mumbled.

-Noel-

"Where have you been?!" My mum came into the entry way. "I was at Harry's, I told dad I would be right back?"

"He didn't let me know I thought you were kidnapped!" I walked slowly into the kitchen, going straight to the fridge.

"Your not allowed to see him anymore." I turned to her, my eyes full of anger and confusion.

"What? Why? He's done nothing wrong!" She scoffed, putting her hands on her hips. If there was one thing my mother was good at, it sure was her getting her way.

"Like I'm going to allow a boy that enjoys seducing my daughter right in front of her own parents!" My cheeks grew hot. We didn't know she was looking.

"Well- we didn't know that you'd be looking? He's nice to me mum, I actually like him!" She blinked, looking over my face.

"No." Tears trickled down my cheeks, staining my soft skin.

"At least he doesn't enjoy putting people in the hospital!" My thoughts carried me up to my room, slamming the door shut. I walked to my bay window, sitting on the inside.

Wiping my tears away, I looked at the moon. It was shining awfully bright tonight and I couldn't help but love it.

My phone buzzed, Harry's number showed up on the screen. The tears stung as they left my eyes, traveling down my cheeks, then down my neck.
I ignored it, shutting my phone off for the night. I couldn't bring myself to let Harry go, especially after what happened tonight. He practically needs someone to be there for him, whether it me or one of his other mates.

But the way my mother is acting lately, I'd be surprised if she didn't send the principle out to watch after me. I can't risk Harry getting in trouble just for talking to me.

I went to my contacts, knowing she'd probably have an app that connects to my phone and what I do.

I went to Harry's number, clicking the option button. I stared at the delete button, wondering if I should click it or not. Maybe there was hope? Or maybe I was just assuming it would turn into something I never wanted. Maybe I'm over thinking this?

When I clicked the button, I realized I wasn't over thinking it.

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"Darling, unlock your door." I heard my dad's voice up against the crack of the door, knocking quietly.

"Stop trying dad I'm not hungry." I seemed to have been a bit too harsh on that responce, but I couldn't blame myself.

"Noella please, it's only me.." He was begging for me to open the door, if only he'd understand. "I don't want to talk." I was telling the truth, I didn't want to talk to anyone. Him, mum, even Harry.

"We don't have to talk just let me in." I could hear the sound of his hand sliding down the door. I got up, unlocking the door and letting him in, locking it again. I crawled onto my bay window, looking out it with my legs to my chest.

He walked over to the window, climbing up with me and sitting the same way I did.

"What'd she tell you?" I looked at him, then back outside at the moon.

"Your not allowed to see him anymore!" I spoke in a childish voice, mimicking her exact words. He laughed, covering his mouth. "I would say don't listen to her, but she's your mother, and you have to listen to her." I pressed my chin in between my knees, looking up at him.

"The one time I finally like someone who treats me right, she's not okay with it."

"So what did happen Lance?" I smiled at him annoyingly. Did I have to explain it?

"Well," I said, playing with my feet.

"Let's just cut it short and say he didn't pay attention to me, at all. Only when he wanted attention. Oh and he put Harry into the hospital." My dad's head lifted up, looking at me in shock.
"Like, outside seductive Harry?" I giggled at his describing words.

"Yes, the Harry mom won't let me associate with anymore." I gazed back out at the moon, seeing all the stars that started to come out.

"I'm sorry, Noella, I really am. But for now, it's just you time." Me time? As in like time apart from everyone and time for myself? Relaxing time? Honestly, I'd take that any day.