Beauty And The Beast-Harry Styles-Punk fanfiction

Chapter Twelve

I bit my lip at the sound of my mother's voice. Turning around slowly, to see Mum, Dad and Stan. Mum was folding her arms, shaking her head at me, as if she was ashamed. I turned back to Harry, as if he would help me to get out of the situation, but he couldn't do anything. Turning back round to them Stan just stood there trying not to laugh.

"Well! Where have you been! Do you know how worried we were!", My mum snapped, trying not to raise her voice. "Mum!", I growled through gritted teeth. She didn't stop though. "No Isabelle! You need to get your act together, you can't go running around with a boy you don't even know! You could've at least called", She shook her head at me. Her eyes full of shame. I bit my lip, she never called me Isabelle, unless she was angry with me. Well, why wouldn't she be. I did sleep at a boy's house, also I hardly know him, she has every right to be mad at me. not knowing what to say.

"it wasn't her fault, it was mine", Harry broke the silence. We all turned to him, me giving him a glare, to tell him not to go on. "I asked-", He began but I cut him off. "Mum, I asked if I could stay at Harry's because it was late and I didn't want to wake you, okay?", I made up an excuse. She just clenched her jaw, gesturing for me to stand up.

"I'm beyond mad at you!", She almost screamed. "Mum! keep it down", I whispered, turning back to Harry and giving him a sympathetic smile. "Go on, pay the boy, you can't just expect him to pay for your food", My mum told me. I reached into my bag, but Harry stopped me. "It's fine", He reassured my mum. Who nodded. "Bye", I told Harry, who gave me a small wave, until I followed my family out of the restaurant, head bowed down in shame.

It was a long walk back. I was infuriated that they had somehow found me. Yeah I should have probably checked my phone. I guess I forgot. I was having a good time with Harry but she had to come and ruin it. Stan turned around, waiting for me to catch up with him. "I thought I should let you know that we go here every Monday", Stan laughed

"It's not funny", I sighed, face drowned in embarrassment. "Yes it certainly isn't funny! Belle are you wearing his shirt!", My mum gasped, eyes sharp. I didn't say anything. Just carried on walking. "I swear if you done anything with him I will-", My dad began but I quickly cut him off.

"Seriously, who do you think I am!", I yelled. My mum gave me a glare as if to say shut up. Seeing as people were beginning to glare. "I had nothing to wear and I didn't want to wear the same top, so would you just stop questioning me!", I snapped, my voice lower than it was before. We didn't say anything else the rest of the way back. Ignoring the thick tension in the air.

Once we finally got back. I belted straight to my room. "Don't think I'm not finished talking to you", My mum's loud voice shouted. I rolled my eyes. Stripping off the clothes I was wearing and making my way into the bathroom. I was sweating, still embarrassed as I jumped into the shower. Turning it on and letting the hot water relax my shaky body. 

Scrubbing my body and hair clean. I jumped out of the shower. Feeling fresh and clean. Wrapping the white towel around me. I stammered over to the sink. Beginning to brush my teeth. I felt dirty and horrible, not being able to brush my teeth or have a shower. Well I could have a shower but I just didn't feel comfortable.

I was still embarrassed about my whole family walking in on me and Harry having a simple breakfast. They knew nothing about him. But then again, neither do I. It hurt me to say that but it was true. I didn't really know a lot about him. He didn't know anything about me either. We could've if my family didn't bombarded us. I sighed, unlocking the door and making my way back into my room.

I got dressed into a black and white, stripy top along with some high waisted light washed shorts. Brushing through my curly, frizzy hair. It was a nightmare to tame. It fell all the way down to my hips, so I guess that was why, along with it being curl and frizzy. I pulled it to the side, simply braiding it.