Sweet Bad Boys || Harry Styles AND Luke Hemmings

Chapter 17: My Only Problem

Harry's POV:

"I took her home and she's asleep right now." I heard him sigh before he hung up on me.

Are you fucking serious? I was just trying to help. I looked down at the sleeping Hazel, she really was beautiful when she slept. Glancing up at the clock I noticed it was four 'o clock I was supposed to meet the boys at the studio at 3:30. They're gunna kill me.

I stood up and grabbed my keys.

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Around 20 minutes later I was rushing through the studio doors. 

"Well look who showed up." Louis laughed.

I rolled my eyes. "Sorry Tommo, I had better things to do."

"Yeah did it happen to do with a girl named Hazel?" He winked. I scratched the back of my neck but luckily before I embarrassed myself in front of the boys Liam started talking.

"Ok so we decided we are going to release a single first to get our name out there then follow it up with an album, and yeah now we're just working on the song."

I nodded my head and sat on the floor with the other boys. 

"Maybe we can sing about staying like up all night and partying, yeah?" Zayn muttered. 

"Thats cool!" Louis shouted before jumping up onto the sofa and screaming "I WANNA STAY UP ALL NIGHT"

"Louis stop jumping around. How about we sing about a girl?" I offered. Instantly only one girl came to my mind. Hazel. She's so perfect and she doesn't think she is, and Luke doesn't think she is but she really, really is.

"We can sing about how they don't know their beautiful, but they truly are." 

The boys just looked at me in awe. I must admit what I said was kind of.. deep.

Luke's POV

I drank my problems away.

Okay, bad wording.

I drank my thoughts of Hazel Grace away.

Because she was my only problem. She was actually all of my thoughts.


Okay so I didn't really drink all my thoughts away, I got tired after one bottle of beer then fell asleep. I'm such a dork.

Meh. At least I'm an attractive dork. I'm not even that attractive, I have acne, I'm not as built as that Harry dude.

Harry.

I don't know whose fault it was that harry and i were both in this situation. Okay, well Harry is cool with the whole thing, but I'm angry at Hazel still. I'm mad at both of them, he didn't react that much, and got the girl.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair, and picked up my body out of bed getting up for the day.

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After my shower, I pulled on some skinny jeans, a Rolling Stones t-shirt from Target, and Converse. I locked the door, heading out for the day.

I didn't have any classes today thankfully, and just wanted to be alone. I didn't want to see anyone, especially Harry and Hazel together. He knows all she has done, yet continues to waste his time on her. What has this girl even done to attract the attention of Harry and I? I guess yea she's pretty but her personality is shit which she has recently proven to me, in a terrible way. I guess we weren't even together, but still she was leading me on.

Why did Harry even call me?

Oh yeah, to tell me how I "hurt her feelings". She obviously doesn't have feelings if she was leading on two guys at once. What a slut.

She had probably kissed us both on the same day.

I started walking towards the park that I had tried to calm down at, and failed. I just wanted to be surrounded by people who I didn't know. Maybe I would just blend in and nobody would recognize me from school. I didn't want to see any of the people Harry or Hazel knew or anybody I know.

Okay, Luke. You've proven your point.

Strolling over towards the nearest bench when I had reached the park, I plopped myself down, thinking of everything I had ever done wrong, pulling my confidence levels down even further.

Whatever, I hope I had hurt her. Maybe. I don't even know.

What do I even want?

Hazel Grace.

No you don't

I'm willing to forgive her.

No you're not.


Am I?



Maybe I could forgive Hazel, not Harry. Harry just agitates me.

Sighing, I leaned back on the metal bunch, looking up into the sky with all of my crazy thoughts jumbled in my head.







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