the bad boy

Diary

I brought the tree into my house. Setting it in place. I walked down to the garage and grabbed the bags of decorations. My moms coming over today so I might as well have the place decorated. There wasn't enough lights. Damn't! I grabbed my keys and jumped in my car. I sighed at the cold.

I parked the car and entered the mall.

It was so crowded. Of course. Full of people. Mostly teens. I remember coming here with Harry. When we were in high school. Shit! I need to forget about him. Remember to forget.

I walked into the Walmart. It was the only place that had the white Christmas tree lights I want. I scanned through every lane.

"Um excuse me"! I waved to the lady as I walked up to her.

"Jessie Myers"? The girl asked. Shit! Do I know her? I hate doing this. Not knowing someone's name.

"Um....Yes"! I nodded. The girls smile grew bigger.

"Anne Styles"! Shit no! Curses! Why did it have to be Harry's mother.

"How has Harry been? I haven't heard from him in three years". She asked. Shit! "Well...He's okay"! I mumbled.

"Are you guys still together? I remember when he was sixteen. He would always saying how he wanted to marry you". She mumbled the last part. I know she mumbled it so I wouldn't hear. I doubt that though.

"No! We recently broke up because"..... I dragged. I don't know if I should tell her. "Uh....What happened"? She asked, Fuck, fuck, fuck! I can't tell her.

"Um....How about you come to dinner tonight. I'll tell you all about it". I asked.

"That would be delightful". She waved.

I turned a heel and walked away.

"Jess"! I turned around at the sound of my name.

"You look beautiful". I was flattered.

"Thank you"! I mouthed.

God! I hated talking to her. She's so nice but it's Harry's mom. It makes me uncomfortable. Which I fucking hate. I picked up the lights and paid for them. I drove home and quickly decorated the tree.

Harry's P.O.V

"Jingle bells! Jingles bells! Jingle all the way. Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open sleigh". Louis and Niall sang. I laughed at Louis. The way he dances is hilarious.

"Hurry up and decorate already! I want to put the star on the tree". I shouted. I'm the youngest so I get to do it. Hah hah bitches. "Harry it's your turn to sing"! Liam said as he tugged on my hair. "Owe"! I moaned. Zayn laughed at me.

"Jingle bells jungle bells jingle all the way". I sang. I stood up and danced with Niall. I wonder what Jess is doing. We should be doing the tree together. As a couple. Why did I have to ruin what we had? She was perfect. And real. Nothing like Kenzie. I hate being alone. I hate being away from her. I do love her. I don't think I'll ever get over her. How can I get her back. I need help. What can make her forgive me? I ask Louis. He knows her the best.

"Harry! I've been calling you for two minutes"! Louis shouted. I nodded.

"What"!? I asked.

"Put the damn star on the tree! Now"! Zayn, shouted. Okay Jesus. There cranky. I put the star on the tree.

"Ta Da"! I smiled and turned around. I heard a loud thump behind me. I turned around and the tree was on the ground. Shit!

"Oh My Fucking God Harry! We were working on the tree for a hour and a half"! Louis sighed. Niall flopped on the couch. "Are the lights broken"? Zayn asked. If they were I would have to buy new ones.

"Yes they are. Harry go buy new white ones! Now"! He shouted. I grabbed my keys and ran out of the house. Before Louis blew his top again. When he gets angry it's funny to see. But when he gets angry at me. It's not so fun.

Jessie's P.O.V

I pulled out my diary.

- Harry

Today I saw your mom. She told me she hasn't seen you in years.

It broke me to see her. She looked broken too. Just the fact that you haven't spoke to her in three years. Hurts for me to hear.

Well I was looking for Christmas lights because I do shit at the last minute. And I started to think about us, and how it would of been our first Christmas together. I would of loved to see that moment. But you screwed it up. Like usual. I've never told you why I broke up with you before. It was because.....

I stopped writing when I heard a knock on the door. I walked over to the door.

"Hello"! I said well pulling open the door. I saw my mother. With a huge grin. "You finally did it"! She said as she hugged me. What is she talking about? Did what?

"What"!? I said. She unwrapped her arms off of me. "You broke up with that no good Harry". She spat. What Harry's not a no good. I know he's rude and a asshole. But he's not a no good. Shit! Why am I defending him? "Mom! Don't speak about him that way. I know you think he is that. But he's not". I sighed. I really shouldn't defend him. My moms right. So why won't I admit it?

"Did he not cheat on you, with some slut"? She questioned.

"Fuck mom! Yes he did! And yes I'm defending him. Because after all he's caused me, I still love him". I cried. There were tears coming down my face. Why would she mentioned it? She loves seeing me miserable doesn't she.

I sighed well shutting the door.

"You love him"? She asked. I did a simple nod.

She burst into laughter. What the hell is wrong with her? I'm heart broken, and she's laughing. Wow great mother.

"What's so fucking funny"!? I spat. She covered her mouth with her hand.

"Your stupid! You shouldn't love someone who never would love you. He used you. You were nothing to me. Your too"......She stopped.

What the hell? My own mother is calling me stupid. She's a bicth. Why would she do that.

"Go on mother"! I blurted. I want to hear the shit she has to say about me.

"Nothing. Can I have some tea"? She asked. I giggled. She thinks she's staying here.

"Shoo, mother! I don't want you in this house"! I spat.

"Jessie you can't kick me out this is my house"! She yelled back. Then I'll just have to leave. I ran up stairs and grabbed my suitcase. I stuffed it with all my clothes and things. I grabbed my phone and keys. I put my Uggs on and brought it down stairs. I opened the door. My mom was still sitting on the couch watching me. "Where are you going"!? She questioned.

"None of your business"! I spat and walked out the door. I put my suitcase in the trunk. Fuck her! I hate her.

Where am I going to go?

I grabbed my phone and dialed Niall's number. Shit! He probably won't want me there. Before I could hang up, I heard him say hello.

"Hi Niall! Can I stay with you"? I sighed. I started the car and pulled out of the lot. "Yeah sure! I'll see you in a bit". He said. I hanged up my phone and drove. I hate my mother.