he's so mean [harry styles]

"Nightmare After Nightmare"

Harry's POV:

"Mummy?" I asked, tugging on the bottom of my mothers shirt.

"Yes, sweetie?" She asked, rubbing a towel against a wet plate.

"Why are Daddy's shoes not by the door? Why is his car not in the driveway?" I gulped. "Where's Daddy?"

She sighed. "I don't know, Harry, I really don't."

"Mummy, are you okay?" I asked, widening my eyes in worry.

"I'm fine." She said.

But her face said that she was anything but.

"I don't believe you." I pouted, stomping a foot on the floor.

She kissed me on my forehead and smiled.

"Just go to bed Harry. Things will work themselves out."

Little did I realize that as I walked upstairs, that it would be the last time I saw my mother smile for a very, very long time...




I heard my alarm clock screeching next to me. I slammed the top and threw off the covers, grabbing a random tee shirt and pair of pants off out of the pile of clean clothes by my door.

I ran down the stairs, pulling on my pants in the process.

I sat down at the table and made myself some breakfast, scarfing it down as quickly as I could without choking.

I grabbed everything I needed for school and sprinted out the door.

I hopped into my mothers car and drove off.

I noticed that there weren't many kids on the sidewalk, walking to school today. Probably because it's below freezing.

I parked in front of the school and looked around.

Ghost town.

I looked at my car clock to see if I really was that early, and then I noticed the little date in the corner.

It was Saturday.

I slapped my head and groaned parking my car in the parking lot, deciding to go get some coffee.

I stuffed my foot through the door as I wedged my way into the over crowded store.

I looked over to a table where I saw a bunch of my friends sitting, along with Olivia.

Whatever.

I walked over to the table and as I did, it got completely silent.

"Hey guys!" I said, planting a big smile on my face.

No response.

I frowned. "Not a good time?"

Olivia shook her head. "Harry, we heard you're moving."

I felt my shoulders deflate.

"Yeah." I said, thinking it was the end of the conversation.

"And..." Olivia said, holding up her hand. "We know why as well."

"A-and why is that?" I stuttered, feeling off balance and trying to grab for something to hold to, but finding nothing but air.

She smirked, her drawn-on eyebrows raising.

"We heard you have no money." She said, emphasizing the word we. "And we don't want to be friends with someone who might as well live in a homeless shelter. I mean, look at you."

She gestured to my clothes, which were torn up and raggedy.

I looked at the table of my friends. "What about your guys?" I asked.

They shock their heads in perfect unison.

"Sorry, Harry." Louis said, shrugging.

I suddenly started spinning and the words "Sorry, Harry," started echoing around me, attacking my head and making me scream, scream to see if anyone could hear me.


Someone had to hear me, they just had to.

And then, I woke up, in a burning, drenched sheet as my face dropped with sweat.

And I realized something...it was just a nightmare after a nightmare.


And now he had to face the one I called life.

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-Gigi (the author)

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