"Abby, wake up!," My mother slammed her fists repeatedly against my bedroom door. I'd locked it the night before to stop her from doing her old routine and storming in. I felt like shouting, 'Fuck off you selfish miserable old bitch'. Manners held me back.
"I am! Now go away!," I lied. I lay in bed and hit myself multiple times on the forehead with my palm. My mum doesn't actually think I'd move to North Carolina to be with her and my grandma, does she? Who am I kidding, the selfish cow doesn't care about me anyway.
After 10 minutes I finally decide to get out of bed. I showered and walked over to my closet. "Bad ass," I smirked to myself. I pulled out a short black skater skirt and black cropped top, matched with my skinny leather jacket. I curled my hair and let it loose to the sides of my face after slipping on my leather boots that reached just below my knees.
Satisfied with my appearance, I creeped down the stairs. My mother stood waiting for me in the Kitchen. "Shit," I murmered and walked across to collect my backpack.
"Is that my jacket?," She screeched. Yeah, skip the 'Hello Abby. How are you today? How are you feeling about your Grandma? Anything new going on at school?' Damn it Abby, you keep forgetting she couldn't care less!
"Dunno'," I shrugged and flung my backpack over my shoulders. She began to approach me, "Are those my boots?!," She screamed at me and I ran out of the door. She screamed at me though I ignored it all. I heard my phone bleep in my pocket and got it out to read the text.
To: Abby; From: Harry
Home life sucks right babe?
I hastily glanced around me for Harry. After seeing no one I replied.
To: Harry; From: Abby
Right. U'll never guess what she's done?
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To: Abby; From: Harry
What? Kicked u out? U could move in wiv me? ;) xx
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Before I had chance to reply, I felt a pair of hands worm around my waist. I smiled, realising I wouldn't have to text the whole story. I turned to face Harry, "Har-"
"Niall?" I murmered, coming face-to-face with his bright blue eyes. He smirked a little. "Hey baby," He leaned in so our noses touched. Just as he was about to place his lips against mine, Harry interrupted and saved my guts.
"WHAT THE FUCK NIALL? I FUCKING TOLD YOU TO BACK OFF!" He shouted in Niall's ear. I backed away from the scene. Harry threw punch after punch, in Niall's face. A part of me wanted him to stop, though another part of me knew it would ruin me and Harry.
"Harry!," I screamed and gripped hold of his arm, pulling him away from a bleeding Niall. "Abby," He whispered into my ear. His nose was bleeding and he had a black eye. "Abby," He panted again, I lifted his chin. "W-What H-Harry?" I stuttered. He wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I love you," He took a breath, "Don't leave me," Another breath, "Promise?" My heart flipped over in my chest and then fell to my stomach. I was truly speechless. I was using him and he really had all these fabulous feeling for me. He fought over me with his god damn best friend.
"Oh Harry. I I I... I Promise," I went dizzy. I couldn't speak anymore. I just held him in my arms.
The one boy who truly cared for me. He would die for me. He would do anything it takes to protect me. And here I am, using him for money. Using him as the middle toy I need to gain what I want. Using the one and only boy who could ever make me happy.
