Cuts

Ch 13. Lobo

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Chapter 13 - Lobo

Harry's POV

"So how was the rough birthday sex last night?" Jennifer asked as I pulled up my pants after having a shower at her house.

"It was rough," I joked. "And it wasn't birthday sex."

"So what? I can bet it was perfect and we did it after so many days." Someone's hoe side is showing.

"Yeah." I rolled my eyes and pulled the shirt down my chest.

"Won't you be cold?" She said, as she sat on her chair and applied makeup on her face like it was a damn colouring book.

"I won't and tell someone to have my proxy done."

"You're not coming to school today?"

"No I have some work to do." I last said and headed for her door.

I got out of her house and got in the car and called Zayn as I started it.

"Where do I come?" I asked when he picked.

"At the pub and get cash." He seemed to be in a rush.

"Yea." I hung up.

I had to tell Zayn that I won't be helping him in his shitty illegal work. It wasn't profiting me and I was only getting in fucking trouble because of it.

"Give me the cash." He said as I opened the door to the pub but he was standing right behind me.

"I'm not giving you any shit." I said, turning around to face him.

"What?"

"Heard it right."

"Just give me the bucks and leave the fuck." He gave my shoulder a little push with his hand.

"I'm not doing drugs again!" I yelled at him. I hope he gets it this time.

"I didn't get that." Idiot did't.

"You know that I don't use them." I shrugged.

"Don't be serious." There was uncertainty in his voice.

"I'm serious as fuck." I opened the door to the car. "I already passed the earlier ones and gave you the entire money for that. I'm not doing this shit again. Find some other dumbass."

"Fuck off Styles. You're going to pay for this." This was easy.

"Obviously." I smirked. He also knew he couldn't do anything. Bloody ass loser.

I slammed the car door in his already pissed off face and headed out of the shady place. I can't believe he said to meet up this early in the morning. It's just ten now.

I decided to ditch school for the day and went back to my isolated home. This feels so creepy even after being so huge.

I slipped into bed but as usual couldn't sleep. I need to get those shitty sleeping pills. I've got a real bad sleeping schedule.

I got out a lighter and cigarette and went to the balcony to smoke. I took my phone along and slipped down on the wall and sat on the ground which was cold as fuck but felt awkwardly nice.

I put the fag between my lips and lighted it. I shouldn't be smoking but there's no one to stop me so fuck it.

I picked up my phone to check the messages. There were nine unread.

*Wat shud i gift Jennifer?*

It was from Niall. How do I know what to gift her?

*I don't know. buy two whatever you're getting her. One for me also. Get some purse or shit*