Country Styles { Harry Styles }

Chapter 1•

My head spins and sweat drips down my face as I stumble out the club doors. My face scrunches up when it meets the chilly London wind. I scramble for my keys , struggling to see out of my drunken goggled eyes.

"SHIT" I yelp in pain, sliding my tongue over the wound soothing the scrape my key had just caused.

I practically fall in, when I finally manage to open the door to my shiny blue buggy shaped vehicle.

My head is throbbing and I can't feel my feet.

Why did I even go out tonight?

I'm grounded for five months and my mom practically threatened to ship me off if I didn't clean up my act.

I know I'm not supposed to be driving in my state but my hand turns the ignition and pushes the pedal before I can even think it through.

The street is dark , there is nothing in site other than the shrubs and trees that sway with the wind.

It's awfully quiet out .

well it is 2 am.

The street doubles and I'm pressing down harder on the gas.

I just wanna get home, my head is pounding and I need to get out of these heels.

BEEEEEEP.

I swerve back to my side of the street just in time to miss the truck by a foot.

"WATCH THE ROAD BITCH " the driver spits at me before continuing down the road.

" I.. I'm ughhh" I stutter before he zooms past me making the wind slap me harshly in the face.

I see my street up ahead and I sigh with relief knowing I was almost home .

My car trudges into my driveway as my foot reaches for the brake missing It I slam in the gas heading straight for my driveway.

And all goes black.

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My eyes flutter open and I groan when I realize I'm still in my car.

My head shoots up looking around when I remember that I SNUCK OUT and I was supposed to SNEAK BACK IN.

Holy shit.

mom .

Maybe I didn't wake her up.

The garage isn't demolished but there's a noticeable dent.

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.

She's gonna kill me .

Maybe I should just tell her and she won't be as mad...

Oh who am I kidding she's gonna murder me.

I quickly grab my heels, clutch and yank my keys out of my car.

I stumble onto the front porch rustling through my clutch looking for my house keys. Receipts, numbers and gum wrappers all fall out but nothing, no keys.

My fist grabs a clump of the front of my hair as I groan in frustration when I realize I LEFT MY KEYS.

Could this night get any worse.

The ladder!

It's in the shed.

I reach down grabbing all the junk and shove it back in my clutch and run across the lawn careful not to slip on the wet sticky grass.

I let my shoes and clutch fall to the floor when I reach the shed.

I pull in the door of the shed only to be denied.

No. No. No. No. No. No .

My head swivels every direction trying to find someway to get in there.

Then it hits me.

My tree house connects to my room.

"Duh" I groan as my palm connects with my forehead.

When I reach the treehouse I stuff the clutch between my teeth and toss my heels behind it, making a mental note to get them later.I climb the squeaking wooden planks nailed to the tree as fast I can without busting my ass.When I reach the top I grab my phone before I throw my clutch to the side. Slipping it between my teeth, I slide across the rope. connecting to my room like I'm on the monkey bars , my foot connects to the edge of my ledge and I grab it , letting go off the rope making my legs dangle freely.Gripping it tightly my knuckles go white as I struggle to hold up my weight .

I rest one elbow on the ledge and pull up my flailing legs on the ledge.

Luckily my window opens easily and my body falls in clumsily with a thud.

Just as I recover and pull my sore body up from my plush carpet the light switches on.

And there is my mom standing by my bed.

And she looks PISSED.

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AHHHHHHH SO THAT THE FIRST CHAPTER AKSHSKSJDJD.

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