Drugged *Harry Styles*

Chapter 9

"What do you think you're doing Victoria?" My mother said, with her hands on her hips being her sassy self.

I scooted away from Harry and looked at my mom, and to my dad multiple times. I'm speechless. I heard my father huff in disappointment, and I heard footsteps. My mom walked over to Harry, yanked him up by his shirt and literally threw him out of the house. She said something to him that I couldn't make out. I sat there in silence, waiting for a punishment of some sort. My mother then walked over to the couch and sat next to me. I was waiting for her to say something. I looked at her and her face was full of annoyance.

"You are not allowed to see him any more, on any level." My mother practically spit those words at me. I rolled my eyes at her, I'm almost 18, then after that what is she going to do? Nothing. Harry is my.. friend. I guess.

"Alright mother, I'm sorry. Can we go now?" Her face was still full of disgust as she looked at what I was wearing. Even though they are never around are not too involved with my life, so I'm not sure why they really care. I'm 17, am I not allowed to kiss boys?

My mother grabbed her purse off of the kitchen table, and walked out of the house. My father following quickly after her. I sighed, got up and followed them, locking the door behind me. I got in the back of my moms black Prius, and we drove off. The whole car ride was utter silence, and pretty awkward, I wish I would've stayed home.

We arrived at some Mexican place right in town, I followed my parents inside and to a booth. They sat together and I sat across from them. The waitress came over shortly and asked what we would like to drink. I ordered a sweet tea, and both of my parents got water. For some reason I cant stop thinking about Harry, and how warm his lips were against mine.. Like they were made to fit perfectly together.. I shouldn't be thinking about him in that way, but I cant help it.

My father and mother starts making conversation with each other and suddenly my phone went off.  I looked at it and it was Harry? Calling me? I pressed the decline button and both of my parents looked at me, assuming it was him I guess.

"It's Liam." I said plainly. My mother smiled.

"Liam is a good boy, that's someone you should be with. Not the freak you were with on my new couch." She rolled her eyes and took a drink of her water. Minutes later my phone went off again, but this time it was a text message. I turned my phone off and ordered food when the waitress came back.

"That was so good, thank you." My father looked at me and we all piled into the car.

"How long are you guys going to be in town?"

"Well, I'm leaving in the morning and I'm sure your father is too." Of course, I like it better when they're gone anyways. My mom gets more bitchy and controlling each time I see her.

By the time we got home it was dark, and it was about 8 pm. I went inside and went straight to my room and laid down on my bed. It was hot in my room so I opened my window just a little bit to let the breeze in.

"Vic!" I woke up to Harry shaking me, I jumped up and rubbed my eyes. When I finally realized who was here and where I was and what happened earlier, I jumped up out of bed and locked my door.

"What are you doing here Harry?!" I said in a whisper yell. He just shrugged, and grinned at me. He sat down on my bed and patted the spot next to him, and I sat down.

"Just wanted to know why you ignored me, Are you okay?" He seemed a bit concerned.

"I'm not allowed to see you, according to my parents." He just rolled his eyes.

"Ever since earlier, I haven't been able to get you off my mind.." He said in a raspy voice, running his fingers on my thigh. I gulped, and watched his hand slowly trace around my thigh.

"Me either.." It came out almost a whisper.