The Maid. ( A Harry Styles Fanfic) -ON HOLD-

Chapter 18.

*Savannahs POV*

      I was beyond pissed at Harry. Who does he think he is? Trying to kick me out and think I would actually listen? And for that bitch out of all people? She was just a stupid maid for fucks sake, nothing more.

       After Harry told me to leave, there was absolutely no way in hell I actually would. I simply decided I would visit a little "friend" of mine who stayed in the room down the hall. Opening the door a crack, I peered through, relieved once I found that the person I was looking for was in the room. 

     "Hey Louis!" I said brightly, putting on a fake smile and stepping into the room. He looked up from his laptop, smiling back at me and patted the place next to him on the bed.

      "Hey Savannah. What do you need help with this time?" He questioned.

      "I don't need help with anything! Can't a girl visit her friend without him believing she needs something?" I said in my best innocent voice, tilting my head to the side.

      "Sav, I know you so cut the 'I'm an innocent, sweet girl' shit. What is it this time?" Well damn, someone was on his period. I took a deep breath, narrowing my eyes and staring directly at the blue eyed boy in front of me. 

       "I want that maid gone."

*Harrys POV*

       I woke up to a slight breeze on the back of my neck causing a tickling sensation. I pulled my comforter up above my neck only to have it pulled right back down. Once I opened my eyes slightly to see what was causing the nuisance I internally groaned. Bloody hell, does this girl ever give up? I thought to myself. I opened my eyes all the way and stretched, reaching my arms above my head and lifting my back off of the mattress. Savannah sat on the edge of the bed, glaring at me, looking as if she was about to pounce on me and claw my eyes out. 

      "How did you get back in here?" I questioned once my mouth was no longer dryer than the Sahara Desert.

        "I never left." She replied pompously, like she was proud that she didn't listen to my demand last night. Where the fuck did she stay if she never left? I was in the living room until about 12 and I never once heard the loud voice that belonged to her. When she sensed my confusion, she spoke up once again.

       "I stayed in Louis' room. What, did you actually think I would leave? You just don't kick Savannah Dahlia Scott out of your house, Harry! And for what? A dumb bitch who works for you? My cheapest pairs of shoes are worth more than her!" She screamed.

       "Why the fuck are you so mean to her? She hasn't even done anything to you! Go on, give me one reason why you don't like her." I retorted, raising my voice to match hers.

       She stayed quiet and looked as if she was searching for the answer to my question. When she didn't speak up I muttered 'Exactly' under my breath. I pulled back the blanket and placed my feet on the carpeted floor. I trudged to my closet and pulled out the first pair of joggers and t-shirt I layed my eyes on, all while Savannah stayed quiet on my bed.

     Our relationship was never perfect and I knew that. Straight from the beginning we had our problems but I put them all behind me, telling myself that they weren't worth the trouble. Recently though, she had gotten worse. Even before the maid started working for us she had knocked a waitress down to the floor in a restaurant because she gave her the wrong drink. And now she had thrown a plate of hot food down the poor maids shirt, which no doubt probably burned her chest. I was getting starting to get sick and tired of her childish antics and if she keeps up the stupid act, she'll be single. 

       I had just finished getting dressed, Savannahs eyes piercing into my back as I did so, when an ecentric looking Niall burst through the open door. 

    "WAKE UP SLEEPY- Oh wait you're awake..." Niall yelled in what seemed to be the worst American accent ever. This boy, you could be in an absolute shitty mood as I was in right now, and he could still make you laugh by being himself. I chuckled slightly and said my good morning to him. He  returned it and then proceeded to run out of the room saying something about Demi Lovato and bacon. When I turned to my right to look at Savannah, she was no longer in the room.

       "Fuck."

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Ok so this story is probably fucked up right now but oh well, it'll get better as it goes along. (I hope)

What do you think Savannah and Louis are going to do to Jay?

Where did Savannah go? Why does Savannah hate Jay? QUESTION YA SELF !

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