The Hills (Harry Styles)

late night music

HARRY POV

I hate being alone,and tonights no exception. All the guys went out,but I really wasn't feeling a night out . Right before the guys left we got called into an emergency meeting with Modest. Apparently Louis and I were getting to close to each other again.We work it all out to where me and Louis can't walk next to each other or conversate, then we were dismissed. All the boys left unbothered by the new rules. But I am in my car, which is still parked in Modest Management's parkinglot at 1 AM. I feel like I'm slowly suffocating in the silence of my car, so I quickly turn on my radio. I hear my favorite host talking, so I turn the volume to its max.

Well here's a new song by man the Weeknd; The Hills

I bet this song will be great, the weeknd is my new friend, but that doesn't stop us from being close. I close my eyes and listen to the song then slowly start reminiscing I start thinking about the girl who caused me so much pain.What was her name?Then it hits me what  this song is about. I jump at my car scream at the sky;luckily no one witnessed my meltdown. That wanker,my so called friend I shouldn't have trusted basically told the whole world about my past secret relationship.

Get pissed drunk one night with a guy and all of a sudden think you can tell him anything and keep it private, oh my bloody gosh.

Something whispers to me; her name was Genevievee

Mmmm Genevieve , I wonder what happened to my sweet Genevieve.

Genevieve's Pov

As soon as the clock turns to 12:00 AM, I rush of the stage and get dressed. I hate working at this disgusting stripper joint, but it pays the bills.
But what can I say I'm a very popular stripper with my long black hair,blue eyes,and long legs. I'm known as Icey. I get all kinds of audiences;young, old, single, married, rich, and poor. I'm the best in the business, Tonight I pulled in more than normally,$9000We had special guests tonight, who brought back horrible memories; 3/4 of one direction. I was glad the only one missing was Harry Styles, but if he came he wouldn't have remembered me anyway.

When I get to my apartment I turn up the radio and hop in the shower. My favorite artist the weeknd's new song starts playing, and I hmmm along. I almost kill myself slipping in the shower as I realize how close these lyrics are to Harry and I's past relationsh...wait this is about our relationship I say as I realize. I am beyond mad, I feel like finding harry myself and pounding in his head;for telling someone something so private.

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I wrote this story a really long time ago and I just started reading it and it sucks but hey I'm going to try and fix it up and hopefully it works out.