"The arctic monkeys," I commented, as Harry pulled out of the shopping centres car park. The sound coming from the radio sounded far too good for it to be on a station. I'm surprised that Harry owns this album, he doesn't look like the type of person that would.
"Yeah, why?" He asks, "Oh, don't tell me you thought I was into all that screamo shit." That's exactly what I was thinking.
"No, I was going to say that I like this band too." I say. Harry looks over at me quickly before letting out a chuckle, he turns his eyes back to the road.
"So how come I've never seen you around school before?" Harry asks me, changing the subject.
"I could say the same for you,"
"I don't know, it seems like whenever I do make the effort to go, I get in trouble. I don't see the point in it." Harry explains. I guess I understand, but its kind of obvious why Harry gets in trouble. If you have murdered somebody, you aren't exactly the nicest person.
"To get an education, that's the point,"
"Don't need it." Harry states, shrugging his shoulders. "I'll let you in on something, my father is loaded. He could get me a job like that." Harry clicks his slim fingers together, demonstrating.
I was wondering how a boy like Harry could afford an expensive car like this, now I know. He probably gets everything that he wants, I wonder if he is an only child. I wonder what his parents would say if they know that their son was a murderer.
"He lives in America though, owns this huge business there. I don't know what the fuck it is, but my father is getting shit loads from it. You asked the other day how I could afford this car, well now you know." Harry carries on. I'm surprised that Harry is even telling me this much information about him, I thought he would keep himself to himself.
"Well, we're here." Harry states, the car stopping. I realised that I hadn't said a single thing throughout all of what he had told me, I had been thinking the whole time.
"Oh. Well thank you, again, for driving me home," I thank him, Harry sends me a half smile.
"It's fine. You still haven't called me yet." Harry says, a smirk on his lips. I laugh, rolling my eyes at him before shutting the car door. I wait for Harry to drive off before shutting the door to my house.
"Hi, how was shopping?" My mother asks from where she is standing in the kitchen, a cup in her hand, probably full of coffee. Two days in a row, her being home from work early. This must be a new record.
"Uh, it was good." I reply. I'm about to go upstairs when my mother speaks.
"Has Rosa got a new car?" She asks. She must have seen Ashton's car! Thank god she didn't look closely at it to realise that Harry was there.
"Yeah, well...Its her fathers." I lie to my own mother. I will need to start being careful if Harry ever drops me home again, my mother would probably flip out if she saw him. Most probably because of his tattoos.
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The rest of the week at school dragged by so slowly, Harry didn't turn up at all, I knew why after what he had told me in the car.
It was Saturday today. Work day. I don't know why but I really wanted Harry to be outside the cafe, I want to talk to him. Sadly, he wasn't.
I started my shift with Kayla, serving customers straight away. I guess working isn't the worst thing in the world, its better than being stuck at school for five days straight. It was nice to actually meet new people, that's the good thing about working.
After a while of me working, Rosa came barging through the door, some heads turned to look at her, probably because of all the noise that she was making. Her blonde hair was perfectly styled, her long nails were manicured and coloured a bright pink. She was holding a few shopping bags in both hands. Its strange that I'm actually friends with someone like that, we're complete opposites if you think about it.
"Hazel! Oh my god, me and Niall have been talking all week!" Rosa exclaims, a huge smile on her face. She had apologised at school the next day after shopping for leaving me, I told her that it was fine.
Rosa makes her way up to the counter, which I am behind.
"Great," I reply, not really interested. I notice that Kayla turns around from the table that she is cleaning, she gives Rosa a dirty look. They have never liked each other, I don't know why. I think that Kayla thinks Rosa is a bit of a slut, which is true. Rosa thinks that Kayla is too boring because she is quiet.
"I also felt really bad about leaving you when we went shopping, so I got you this," Rosa says. Opening one of the many shopping bags, she pulls out the short, black dress that I had tried on in Forever 21.
"Thank you, but I don't really need it." I tell her. It was a sweet gesture, but she knows that I have no where to wear it too.
"Well it's lucky that you're coming to this party tonight!" Rosa exclaims, clapping her hands together in excitement. I have to move Rosa to the side, because there is a customer behind her waiting to be served.
"No, not going." I say straight away, once the customer has paid and left. A frown appears on Rosa's face, she's clearly annoyed with me.
"Hazel, I just bought you that dress! The least you can do is come to one party," Rosa literally begs me. I guess I did feel bad that she bought me this dress, but I didn't want it. She can easily take it back.
"I don't know..." I say. Harry's words come back to me, what he said when we were shopping. "You shouldn't get involved with people like that." I guess that people told me I shouldn't get involved with Harry...What's the harm in getting involved with other people?
"Come on Hazel, please?" Rosa begs, I sigh heavily.
"Fine, I'll go," I give in, Rosa gives a squeal of excitement. "But just one party."
