Loose Change (Harry Styles Fan-Fic) Book 2 (IN EDITING)

Part five

Guys! I updated early WOOO! Today I'm going to see 'This is Us' and I can't wait!! Okay so here, enjoy :D

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"I'm asking you a question." Harrys says aggravated.

I turn my gaze to Liam, confused.

"I don't even know. I just woke up here. To be honest I-I'm a little scared." I state honestly as I hold the blanket tighter in my grasp.

Harry walks up to me and I hold the blanket up to my face. What the heck is happening?

"Stop lying. Why are you in my house, in my bed!?" Harry yells, with his face now only inches away from mine.

"Um mate, 'our' house and this is the guest room." The blonde one from behind him says.

"Stay out of this!" Harry responds, still looking at me.

The blonde walks up to him and places his hand on his shoulder.

"You need to calm down ma-"

"Don't tell me t-"

"Peek a- boo, I found you!" A high pitched voice says.

Everyone sets their eyes towards the room door to see a young woman standing in front of it.

She has long curly blonde hair, green eyes, and is wearing a strapless and tight light blue dress that is up to the top of her thighs. Her makeup is all smudged and she looks completely drunk. Classy.

"Um who are you love?" Liam asks politely.

She begins to giggle annoyingly.

"I'm Harry Steels!" She chirps.

The blonde kid tries to hold in his laughter.

Liam turns his head to Harry and he looks disappointed.

"Really Harry, another one? When is this going to stop?" Liam states as he shakes his head a little in disapproval.

The blonde kid takes his hand off of Harry and begins to stare at Harry serious as well.

Harry's face fills with an emotion I can't recognize.

He looks at Liam and then at the girl, who is now staring at a strand of her own hair as if it's the best thing in the world.

He puts his hands in his pockets and begins to walk out.

"I'm going to bed." I hear his voice say from the hall.

Liam sighs as the girl walks out of the room, looking lost.

I feel my head begin to throb. I'm so confused right now.

"Can someone explain? Please." I break the silence.

I loosen my grip on the sheets and I can't help but feel a little annoyed at the fact that I still don't know why I'm here and where I am.

Liam walks up to the bed and sits at the edge of it, while the blonde stands next to him with his inked arms crossed.

"What am I doing here?" I ask.

"You we're sleeping in a parking lot." Liam states.

I raise one eyebrow at him.

"Um okay I know that. Why I'm here is what I want to know."

I'm starting to become more and more agitated.

"Why we're you sleeping there? I thought you said you slept at a bus bench or bathroom. And where is your 'dad'?" He says and puts emphasis on dad.