Yazmin P.O.V
I opened my eyes confused to why I'm on the floor. I looked at my surroundings and realized that I'm still in my bathroom. I gradually got to my feet and boy let me tell you I literally almost fell back down I'm beyond dizzy.
I looked at myself in the mirror feeling self pity. I looked so pathetic and like a fucking lunatic. My hair is in a tangled mess while my eyes are bloodshot red with running mascara. I bet if I was on the street someone would expect me as a prostitute or better yet a fucking drug addict.
Grabbing my brush, I carefully combed my hair to a decent style and put it in a ponytail. My eyes were hurting so bad it wasn't even funny, so I rubbed my eyes with a wash cloth to get the stubborn stain of mascara off my irritated eyes.
I quickly looked in the mirror to see if it was at least half way gone, shrugging my shoulders I told my self good enough at least I don't look like I did before. I stood there for a moment just thinking, why am I such a fuck up. I literally am I don't have a future for my self, I don't even know where the fuck I'll be in 5 years. This is to much thinking I need to smoke to get me off my wondering mind, I wish I can just turn my brain off it'll be like a light switch.
I went in my room searching for my phone, once I found it I didn't know should I really call him or just try to get it on my own. Pacing my room back and forth I pushed his number. God I know I'll regret this call but I'll think about that later. On the forth ring he answered.
"Well look who it is" He chuckled through the phone. Why do I even have this dip shit number even saved in my phone.
"What do you need doll face" He says. I literally almost threw up in my mouth at the nickname. Where ever he's at its really loud. I glanced at the clock to see what time it is, it was 7:43 pm fuck he must be at one of his friends house.
"Do you have it" I mumbled though the phone I already knew he knew what I was talking about. I cant even believe I'm calling this asshole, I am really fucking pathetic.
"Why didn't you just say so come and get it I'm at Marks house" He spoke I could tell he was wearing that stupid ass smirk on his face.
"I don't have a car remember" I rolled my eyes.
"Well I'll be there soon" He hung up without saying at least a "bye" or "see ya" yep still the same asshole. In the back of my mind I knew he was going to give me what I want but he's always playing games. If he gave me what I want he would want something... in return. I pushed back my thoughts trying not to think about it and sat on the couch waiting for him to arrive.
Harry's P.O.V
I finally got to Yazmin's house seeing a car parked in her drive way I knew it wasn't her mums nor Yazmin so who's could it be. I curiously scanned the car it must be a boys car. For some reason I felt a bitter feeling at the bottom of my stomach. I walked to the door step knocking a few time tell someone finally answered. And let me just tell you it was not who I was expecting.READ AUTHORS NOTE PLEEAASE I ONLY DO AUTHORS NOTE WHEN ITS REALLY IMPORTANT!!!!
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