Chapter 6

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Recap:

"Harry you said that last time. And im suprised you havent got aids yet with how many girls you sleep with every night" Niall chuckles.

Harry shakes his head and rolls his eyes.

I smile and just zone out of the conversation looking around Harry's massive house.

Its 2 times bigger than Nialls. I expecially liked the gates we had to come through. There was a finger scanner and a pin number.

Since we were in my car Valerie had to tell me the code.

"Khloe" Niall says waving his hand in my face. "Earth to Khloe did you hear what i said"

I quickly shake my head and mumble sorry.

"Its ok love. I said you have a nice looking range rover out there" He smiles.

I return the gesture "Thanks. I just got it as a gift from my Father"

"Oh great another rich spoiled little brat" Harry says annoyingly and i stand up with my blood boiling inside

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Khloe's P.O.V

I stand up from the couch with my blood boiling inside.

"Oh im sorry but i am nowhere near a spoiled brat" I spat before heading towards the door.

Harry just sat there staring at me suprised by my out burst.

"Harry you have no right to judge people like that. You dont know what some people have been through" I hear Valerie yell at Harry.

"Look at her. The way she dresses. How she talks. Even the way she walks I can tell how she is" He retorts.

I shake my head and go out the door slamming it.

Tears are now running down my face as i jumped into my car.

I continue to just sit there and try to calm myself down.

How can he think im a spoiled brat? I didnt ask for anything that i have.

If i had it my way i would still be back in New York where i was happy.

I huff and start my car.

Harry is nothing but a rude and selfless guy who is going to die of aids by how many girls he sleeps with. Only to be blinded by all the money and the fame.

Im suprised he even has friends as nice as they were. He probably. No he doesnt think of anyone but himself.

When I got to a stop light i didnt want to go home.

"Hm where to go on a Wednesday night" I said to my self while tapping on the steering wheel.

Well perhaps I can go to my dads for a little bit.

Although he does live all the way in Santa Monica. Which is about 35 minutes away.

Second thought Ill just go over there tomorrow since the rest of my stuff will be arriving tomorrow.

*Next Morning*

I wake up excited that my stuff will finally be here.

Dad told me it should arive at his house about noon and its 11

I take a quick shower before throwing on a teal sweater that says she in the corner and a pair of black nike track shorts along with nike gray shoes.

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