I went back and deleted the other few parts so i am starting halfway fresh with this so enjoy what comes next loves.
I guess my father got tired of her perfection because lord knows i do, I cant even imagine how many times she got mad at him for wearing the wrong clothes, or using the wrong fork at a banquet. But i erase the thoughts as i remember, none of those people have any relation to me what so ever, and I don't feel as hurt as i should, but the smoking has been a contributing factor.
Harry comes through the window and i already have a bottle ready for us.
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"You little shit, don't take the whole thing!" He says and i laugh, hysterically. I am illegally drinking with a really hot stranger at midnight now, and my so called mother is downstairs. What have i turned into? Every Friday night, this will happen. This is the first time and i cannot have it be the last. I feel different, more relaxed as the alcohol slides down my throat, slightly stinging but it hurts less than the lies and betrayal i have been through this week.
"Here" He hands me a half empty bottle and i smile, drinking it down to the last drop, not coming up for air. I need this, i keep telling myself. I need to get rid of this numb feeling, the feeling of betrayal and hate towards the people i called family for years. They left me, so now i do this I know it's not logical but it's what i need in order to not do what i promised my brother. I promised him i would never harm myself again but i am getting to the point where i don't care about promises, for once i want to have a normal life. not be the girl who's life gets turned around every time she feels it has gotten better. But i guess things just don't work out like i want, thats for certain.
"Harry can i ask you a question?"
"Fire."
"Okay, have you ever been lied to? Like so bad you wanted to run away and never come back?"
"How do you think i ended up in America?"
It hits me... hard. Harry ran away from home...
"What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it," he says looking down and i want to know more but i have no choice but to respect his decision . I will eventually find out more when he is ready to tell me but i want to know what got him so bad he fled his family, his friends and memories with the blink of an eye, not giving a shit. I would do the same thing right now if it weren't for me being absolutely wasted and numb from everything. I'm sure they would forget about me considering i was a dirty secret.
"Anna?"
"Now it's my turn to ask a question."
"Go ahead Styles." I say before grabbing another bottle.
I open the bottle and immediately take a few long drinks before he asks his question.
"If i said i liked you, what would you do?"
i nearly spit out my drink. I hope he's not fucking with me and just being a drunk asshole. Because if we are being honest here i like him a lot..
"Well it depends on if your lying or not." I smirk and he does the same.
"Because i do like you." He says and my body ignites with excitement.
"You get that your 22 and i am 18 though right?" I ask and he nods his head.
"Yep, and since your 18, its not illegal. I would have kept it to myself if you were younger." he says.
ouch.
"So what is this?" He asks and i shrug. I remember the plan, every friday night and i smirk. This is going to be a journey i will never forget.
"We meet up here, every Friday and we will take things from there." I say and he nods. He then climbs out of my window, leaving me to drink myself away alone. But after tonight i realized that alone is not just a word you use, it is a feeling that seems to creep up every now and then when things don't go the way i want them to and it sucks having to be alone. At least i have plans every Friday now though and i am sure those will be fun as shit, because i will be wasted. Like i am right now but it will be for fun and not for trying to get back at my shit excuse of a family. If i know what a family is, but back to that word alone...
Harry: So Friday then?
Anna: Yep, 8:30,no later Styles or there will be trouble.
Harry: Okay Okay no need to tell me a second time.
Anna: Now i need sleep i am going to have a hell of a hangover tomorrow and i want to get some rest.
Harry: Okay then Annabelle. See you Friday ;)
Holy shit.
I get into some different Joggers and grab the book on my nightstand. I have been loving this series actually, I am on the third book. This one is called "After We fell." And i am fucking loving it because Hardin and Tessa are fucking relationship goals. I wish i could have that but as soon as Harry finds out i am 16 and not 18, there goes the one shot i have at happiness.
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HEY EVERYBODY WE DON'T HAVE TO LIVE THIS WAY.
OKAY ENOUGH OF THAT.
I have so many stories going rn i need to pick one and stay there until i have time bc school just started again Monday and yeah just so much oh and i'm moving too so i might put Life on the road on hold or just delete it bc i feel like its going nowhere but yeah this one is gonna be lit af so stay tuned!
All The Loveeeee
-Raina xx
(Shoutout to Tommo yet again for making me more bomb ass covers. Love you Tommo xx.
