Instant | Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 11

'SAMANTHA' my mother gasped in shock.

Her jaw dropped and she stared at me I thought she was going to kill me for my language and quite frankly I wouldn't have minded because my life just kept getting better and better. I stood up abruptly and stormed over to her.

'HAVE YOU SEEN THIS MOTHER, HAVE YOU SEEN THIS' I yelled, flapping the newspaper in her face.

I paced the living room, for about a minute, with neither of us saying anything. I think she was reading the article, thank god. They were still stood in the doorway, I hadn't even read the article and I was already at boiling point if I read it I would surely explode.

'OH MY FUCKING GOD' I screamed, swinging my arms in every direction.

'Language Samantha' my mother spoke, angrily.

'How the fu-hell do you except me to be calm' I said, panting because of my rage.

This was my worst nightmare my private life splashed across the front pages, I didn't know whether to cry or scream. If only he had let me go home, if only Ari and Rose hadn't left me I wouldn't be in this mess. I don't know who I was more angry at them or Harry. I think I was going to scream, I had come to the decision I was more angry than upset. It was a tough call. But it had to be Harry. I didn't care how attractive he was, he was a pain in the arse. I hated him so much. He had ruined my life in a matter of hours. I hope he was happy with himself. As much as I hated him I needed to calm down, read the article and go and kill him. I stormed up to my room not saying a word to anyone. My mother and father were now in the kitchen putting the shopping away deciding it was best to just leave me alone. I slammed my door shut and screamed extremely loud I thought I was going to shatter the windows. I sat on my bed and read the article 3 or 4 times. Every time I read it getting more and more angry. How dare they say I was Harry's girlfriend I was far from that? How dare they assume that I was the same age as Harry and say 'for once'. For once what, does he date grannies or something. And to top it all of how dare they say I was good for him, I might have been good for him but he was not good for me. My list of people I hated quickly totting up with Harry holding first place. I decided I had to go and sort this mess out much to my disgust and anger. I quickly tied my hair into a top knot bun and slipped a pair of leggings on. I pulled a hoodie over my head, shoved my ugg boots on, grabbed my phone and headed to my brothers room. As I walked in James was asleep, not for long.

'LUKE' I yelled.

He looked a little scared when he turned around to face, and James was still asleep god knows how.

'What!' He spat

'Where is Harry?' I demanded.

'How am I supposed to know' he spoke.

Was he serious of course he knew where Harry was 'in case I changed my mind' well I had and for the worse, so he better had tell me where he is, because I would find him regardless.

'Don't mess with me Luke, just tell me' I spat at him.

'NO' he shouted.

'YES LUKE' I shouted back.

James was still asleep, I would never know how. I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down before I swung for someone.

'Please Luke, I need to talk to him' I spoke meaning every word I said.

'Really?' He questioned.

Why was my brother being so awkward.

'Yes Luke, if I didn't would I really ask you' I told him.