My Bully's my Babysitter (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

For the past month, yes month. I've stayed with Asher in his house. His parents where always off in business so they had no time for minding to him. Kind of like me and Ghina's. His 'friends' would come over every now and then. I hated his friends, they where so annoying, loud, and stupid. They thought I was 'difficult' and 'like all the others', 'nothing special'. Asher just ignored every comment they shot at him about me. That's why I love him. He has his own mind, and makes his own choices.

"Hey the guys are coming over in 30, so get ready alright?" He screamed from downstairs. I hopped up from the bed, and headed to our closet. Me an Asher shared a room. We bought clothes for me last week. His parents where exactly like mine. Rich, but to busy for kids. So I had ALOT of clothes.

I slipped on my charcoal Varsity jacket, jeans, and black converse. I brushed out all the knots in my long chocolate brown hair. I didn't care much for make-up. I liked it like everyone else, but I didn't care how the boys thought I looked. I skipped down stairs to meet an angry looking Asher. Why is he mad? He had my phone I his hand, looking like he was about to crush it.

"I got a phone call" He said angrily. I stood my distance from him. I didn't do anything, I don't think I did?

"From?" I said coolly.

"Somebody by the name 'Harry Styles'" he said to calmly. Damn it. Stalker! How does he keep finding me? What did he do? I hope he didn't say anything stupid. Of course he did he's THE Harry Styles.

"Yeah I know him just leave it" I said heading to the kitchen. Whatever. He probably just told him 'she ran away' or 'she's arrested', or some crap like that.

"This Harry Styles guy. When where you planning to tell me you were cheating on me Evelyn?" he clenched his fists. I shook my head rapidly. LIAR! How dare he?! He messes with my social life, school life, now my boyfriend?

"N-no! I'm not! He's lying" I protested weakly. I always replied as If I was lying when somebody screams at me. It never came out right, even if I truly was telling the truth. Asher pointed to the door,

"Get out" he said opening the door. He tossed me phone on the grass, and pulled my hoodie.

"I'm t-telling th-the truth Ash!" I screamed horridly. He pushed me out and slammed the door. It was cold. It must be close to mid-night now! Harry. I hate Harry! I hate him! I hate him! I hate him! Where do I go now? Home? To Harry? So he can laugh and torture me again? For the next few months? I fell to my knees and cried. I cried until my cheeks where red, and I had a temperature. I picked up my phone, and began to weakly walk home.

I walked home through the side walk sadly, thinking about my life. If it weren't for Harry I would still be at home snug and safe with Ghina, probably watching a movie, I would still have Asher. I would still have my dignity.

I reached my horrid house, the cold wind hitting my face. Prepare for the worse. I was about to open the door, but it creaked open itself.

"H-hello?" I whispered. I hope Harry's not home. Please, I hope he's dead, or arrested. I walked in shutting the door behind me. I looked around but nobody was there. I heard a noise upstairs. God, maybe I should check. If I die...well I got nothing to lose anyway, right?

I walked up the creaking stairs slowly, and cautiously. Maybe this is just Harry's little joke or something? I opened Harry's door as it creaked open, it revealed Harry playing my brother's WiiU on the bed. His attention turned to me he dashed and grabbed me and shut the door.

"YOU TRYNA GET ME IN TRIUBLE BITCH?!" He screamed in my face, pinning me against the door. I shook my head crying. My backbones felt like they where being pushed back into my flesh.

"N-no H-h-harry!" I cried. He slapped me, and held my collar, ads he opened the door. He went downstairs and headed to the door at the end of the hallway. That's the basement...NO! He can't be serious. He opened the door an threw me at the bottom of the stairs tumbling onto the basements floor.

"NEXT TIME YOU TRY AND DO THE SHIT THAT YOU DO, THINK TWICE!" He slammed the door shut. I brought my knees to my chest and looked around. At least I escaped Harry. The basement wasn't that bad. It was dusty, with old boxes of pictures, and trinkets. There was and old wooden creaky bed, and of course no windows. I felt something tickle my waist. My phone!

"Ghina" I read the number. I slid the 'slide to answer' button and answered.

"Hey where are you? I'm staying with a Emma, and don't worry about your bro, I snuck him out with me, we are both staying at Em's" she said confidently. Thank god I have Ghina and Em.

"Thanks, erm, I have a problem. I was staying at Asher's and Harry tricked him, and he got mad, Blah, Blah, Blah, I'm in the basement, please help me?" I said desperately. I held the phone tightly.

"Omg really? Stupid Harold. Alright I'll try to sneak you out, but you owe me big, and I'm talking BIG girl" she said sassily. I chuckled and sniffed.

"Alright" I said shutting off the phone. I walked over to the piles of boxes and opened the one that read 'Photos' with my nail. I pulled a photo out. It was me and my mum when we went to Disney World secretly when dad went on a business trip. I tear rolled down my cheek. Happy memories. All of them. I carried the photo and walked to my bed. I slipped the photo under m pillow, and covered my self with the patched up quilt, and fell asleep. With my memories.