The Styles Brothers | Harry Styles

Chapter 9. Damn mother

After you got home you went straight to your room. You looked at yourself in the mirror. Wow, what a mess. You sat down onto your bed, thinking about the way Harry just left you all alone by the tree. 

You found yourself sitting by the computer all night. Your mom and dad wasn't home so you and your brother just ordered pizza. You were mostly on Twitter and Tumblr. You kept looking at your phone to see if Harry had texted you or anything, but he hadn't. You were quite annoyed by the fact that he didn't texted you sorry. 

''Hey Harry! I don't want you to be mad at me. There's nothing between Edward and I. He just drove me to school because I was late. He picked me up on the way. :)''

After like 4 hours he answered back.

''I'm not mad. I was just disappointed. Not because I like you or anything, it's just the fact that I wanted to have a girl as my friend. You seemed so carefree about everything, and I really liked that. Is it okay if I still come over tomorrow night? (:'' 

Harry seemed really cute even through you didn't actually knew him. You've never been called carefree before. You've always been that girl who got bullied in the younger years and couldn't take it if people said something wrong to you. Carefree wasn't really the word you'll describe yourself with.

''I would love you to still come over Harry :)'' 

''Be there with movies and ice cream (;'' 

He was such a gentleman.

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The next morning you woke up without your voice. Or, it was there, but just very silent. It felt like your throat was on fire and you felt really dizzy. Shit. You went down stairs to your mom.

Mom: ''Wow baby, you look like a mess. Are you ok?'' You mom actually seemed to care. She looked worried for you. You nodded no, as you couldn't speak. She went over to you and felt your forehead ''Babygirl, you're hot! Go back to bed, I'll call the school and tell that you're not coming today.'' 

No. You couldn't be sick today. You kept trying to convince your mom that you were fresh enough to go to school, but she kept resisting. You got really mad at your mom. You got upstairs to your room, threw your weak body onto the bed and fell asleep.

You woke up again around 1:30pm with the sickest headache. You felt like having a hangover. You were home alone so you could go around dressed as you want to. You wanted to go around dressed in only your bra and panties. You felt free in a way. You made breakfast and ate it. Then you got upstairs to get your quilt, your computer and your phone just to go back down to the living room and sit on the couch. You made yourself comfortable and checked your phone. Holy shit. 7 messages from Harry and 2 missed calls.

''Hey, are you coming later or? (;'' ''We're having break now. Are you at the school?'' ''It's the second break now El. Are you coming?'' ''Are you ok. Should I still come over tonight?'' And it kept going like that for the next 3 messages. You quickly answered back.

''Oh my God, I'm so sorry for not answering Harry! No, I'm not at school today. I'm sick. :(

Yes please, come over. Maybe you can lighten up my day a little ;)''...