Bad Boy ~ Good Girl

  I was sixteen when I felt my first heart ache. The boy was my first love, my first kiss, my first boyfriend. We were very serious. We dated for eleven months. He dumped me out of the blue. Then my best friend showed me a picture of him in the boys' locker room at school with Kyla Scott on top of him. I confronted him even though we were broken up. The photo was dated two weeks prior. He told me that he was set up and that he never cheated on me but I had proof. I haven't spoken to him since then.

    A few weeks after what would have marked our year anniversary, he auditioned for the X Factor and made it onto the show. Needless to say he made it. Who is this boy you ask? The-famous-boy-band-heart-throb Harry Styles.

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    I'm nineteen now, in a steady relationship with David, and am an intern at the town newspaper company; I've a few articles myself. I've always wanted to be a writer.

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    David had just dropped me off at home. He walked me to the door. It was five minutes before eleven. Yes, I had a curfew when I'm nineteen but that is only because I still live at home with my parents. I still live at home with my parents because I'm saving for my own flat.

   Standing outside my blue front door, David leaned in to kiss me. We have been dating for a thirteen months. Beaten my previous relationship by two months. I think about Harry alot actually; more than I'd like to. David's lips pressed to mine and it became intense very quickly. His tongue was in my mouth and we were really going at it when the porch light turned on and the front door swung open. My father's voice boomed around us. "Goodbye David." Needless to say my dad didn't like David; in fact he hated him. My mom always complained about him but at least she hid it when he around. Unlike my dad whom holds back nothing.

   I quickly went into the house, embarressed out of my mind. "Knock it off dad!" I yelled angrily. "You always treat him like crap!"

"Do not speak to your father that way!" Mom yelled back at me. I groaned and rolled my eyes.

"I don't understand why you hate him so much. Why?"

"Because we don't want you to get hurt again." Mom said.

"I wont! Harry cheated after eleven months and David has been faithful for thirteen." I reminded her.

"as far as you know." Dad said.

"What's that supposed to mean? You think David is cheating on me?"

"He has so many tattoos and his lip peircing and...he seems so dark."

"He gave me pink roses on Valentines day." I countered. I groaned again and retreated my room.

   I need to finish cleaning up my room because mom's friend is staying with us for a few weeks. I don't remember what name she said because I was too worried about giving up my room. I'm moving into the attic because for some reason she can't stay in the guest room. Or the attic for that matter.

   The attic isn't a normal attic though. We have a large basment storage room we keep our extra boxes and the attic contains an old beat up desk, a half broken dresser and a squeeky bed. The walls are painted navy blue but it's very faded and parshally peeling.

    I brought up my last bit of clothes. Mom also made me take down my posters and I can't hang them up hete for the time being because it will "make the walls worse." Bull.

   Dad is a realestate agent so he.makes pretty good pay. We have a very nice three bedroom with a full basement and three bathrooms and an office and den and livingroom dining room and large kitchen. The master bedroom has bathroom there is a seprate bathroom in the hall upstairs and on the main floor. The second floor bathroom is basically mine because my parents only use their own.

"Tyler!" I hear mom call me from downstairs. I climb down the winding stair case from the attic and meet her in her room.

"Hmm?" I ask.

"In the morning make sure you hace all your shampoos and lotions and makeup put away okay? Because Mrs. Cox is going to be using that bathroom."

"Can't she use the other one? It has a shower too." I beg.

"No because this one has better water pressure."

"Then I'm just going to move my sh-tuff to that one."

"Fine." she sighed. "Nice save by the way, no swearing in my house."

    I decided to just do the bathrooms tonight so can sleep in and be lazy tomorrow. It's my first day off in teo weeks. I usually work early in the morning. I want to take this chance to sleep in. I put on my sweat panta and a camisole and climbed into bed. I texted David a quick "sorry" and then went to sleep.