The Way You Look at Me (Zoella x Harry Styles)

Chapter 4:

Harry POV: 

I look down at the paper handed to me.

"Why do I need this. I'm not going anyway." I talk back.

"Your mother signed you up for this. You are on the list you have to show up." I am being told sternly. My mum won't get off my back about my grades dropping. I don't need this shit. I'm fine. I don't need some nerd to teach me anything. I can study by myself if I wanted to. I storm off down the hall and out the door. I turn around the corner to head to my friend Luke's' house. I unfold the paper in my hand looking down at it I read. 

Tutor: Zoe Sugg .  Room: 45

Zoe! She's my tutor?  Well Isn't that great. I think I'm getting a nerd to teach me but no. I'm getting a lecturer. I crumble the page up and stuff it in my pocket.  When I get home Mum is going to hear about this, if she thinks she can just sign me up for this shit without even so what as asking me about it first or even warning me, she’s wrong. I don't need this right now, my grades are fine, none of her business. She's acting as if it's the end of the world. I need a good time; I need to forget about everything. Not just school but everything else as well.

 I knock on Luke's door. I can already hear music; this guy is crazy he will have a party no matter what day or time. His parent are some work obsessed business people, they're never at home. Thats the way it  always has been since he moved here from Australia a few years back. The door opens and I shove my way through. Some wasted guy hands me a bottle. I don't know what drink it was but I don't really care. I brought it to my lips and drank what was left. My phone keeps buzzing and I pull it out to check who it is. It Mum most likely to scold me for not going home straight after detention. I'm "grounded" on her terms for the fight's I've been getting in with Jay the past few days. If I want to go out, she can't really stop me. Ignoring her messages I slip my phone back into my pocket. I continue through the house passed the people. To find my group of what some would call friends. I sit on the edge of the couch.

"Hey Harry! What’s going on, How's your sister doing?" Jay's head appears out from the crowd of people trashing Luke's living room. My fists tense up I can feel the anger burning inside of me already.

"She's good, as long as you’re nowhere near her." I spit. I can't stand the sight of him, but I have to put up with him he's in our group.  He just brushes my remark off. I grab a cup off he contour and continue to drink.

My head starts to feel dizzy after a while, but I'm not letting that stop me I just want to have a good time. I find a girl to dance with as the night gets darker.

I can't even count how much I had to drink. My head is pounding as I push passed the girl and she looks at me strangely. I've had enough of her. I check the time it's already 4:00 am. Fuck, doesn't feel like that. I grab a full bottle from the table and make my way out the door for some fresh air. The cool autumn breeze hits my face, cooling me instantly. I start to walk home stumbling over my own feet.  I come to my door and I take out my key struggling to fit it in the key hole. Turning it I nearly fall through the door spilling a bit of my drink on the carpet.

"Where were you! I've been worried sick! I've kept calling and calling I told you to come back straight after school! Your behaviour is getting worse and worse." She pauses. "Is that alcohol? It is. You’re drunk. Harry! I’m horrified. You disobey me to go get drunk." She screams. I wave my hand at her.
"Fuck off, It’s not like I haven’t had some before. Get out of my face." I snap pushing passed her. I see Robin passed out asleep on the couch.

"What’s he doing here." I turn to face her.

"Harry, that's why I wanted you to come home early today. I have something to tell you" her voice is now soft. I stay silent.
"The past year Robin and I have been dating. I didn't want to tell you, I was scared how you would react." she stammers.