imagine (harry styles punk edition)

chapter 3

As he slammed the door shut. He let go of my hand.

"what the fuck is wrong with you I tried to be nice which doesn't happen a lot and here you acting like a bitch." he yelled through grinted teeth you.

"well I was gonna tell you bout you just snapped." I said as I looked away from him i noticed the sun was setting the horizon was purple as the light that was still let from the sun shined directly on us. I watched as the little children still laughed and played happily. I noticed this little girl who looked kind of like me when I was little. mocha skin, black long silky curly hair , a gap between her two front teeth. her hair hair is longer then mine was though , her eyes were emerald green like harry. I hoped that my child looks like that.

"did not hear a thing I just said." he snaps as my attention directed towards him that girl really did have eyes like Harry's. I shook me head no.I looked back at the play ground to find that the little girl was no where in sight. I guess I just imagined her.

" my name is bay." I cut harry off I don't even know what he was saying or why I told him my name but it just came out. I looked into his piercing green eyes mesmerized by his beauty his firm jaw bone. his lip piercing all of his piercings his tattoos.

"I need to get home." I said as I walked past him. he didn't say not one word no one single word as I walked away. I didn't wanna look back so I didn't.

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I walked up the steps to my new home. I can't bring my self to like it. its bigger than our old apartment but just as many room as it and its in a better neighborhood better city better state better country. as my keys unlocked the door it was completely silent and dark. I should of known no one was gonna be home. I hate this house and its we only been here a week. I just hate everything. I don't see why we moved so far if the same things gonna happen there. I'm gonna be alone.

I walked in the kitchen grabbed a water bottle and dumped all the water in the sink. I looked in the cabinets for the alcohol I can't find them. just as I was about to give up I noticed it on top off the fridge. I grabbed and poured into the bottle not even bothering to look at the label. the sweet but strong liquid burned down my throat I grabbed the bottle my coat and my phone and left not knowing where I was going good thing theirs no school tomorrow.