The Outsiders (Harry Styles)

Chapter 19

"Niall." she says. I spit out my non exsisting drink.

"What?!" I screech. She giggles.

"Hey, I was drunk but anyways, I really like him. He woke up this morning next to me on some greasers bed. He was so sexy, damn." she tells me. Woah, this is all going so fast.

"Wait, you and Niall. Niall and you?" I ask quickly. Doesn't he have a girlfriend? Zoe or something?

"Yeah." she answers quitely.

"Amanda, seriously." I giggle and she laughs.

"Whatever, it was fun. Plus, you've probably slept with Soda or Harry at this point but you don't wanna say." Amanda makes fun of me.

"Shut up." I laugh. This is her way of making it clear that I'm a prude little girl. I make my way towards my bedroom door.

"Okay, Cher. When you use your V-card for the first time, give Amanda a call." she jokes again. The girl won't stop.

"Alright." I roll my eyes at her stupidity. "Are you okay? Where are you now?" I walk down the long staircase.

"I'm fine. I just got home." she explains. I hope she's not naked. "I have to go but I'll call you later." she hangs up and walk into the kitchen to find a big surprise waiting for me.

"Oh, Cherry! I'd like you to meet Harry. He's here from TU!" my mom looks excited as she flips a pancake on the pan. Harry smirks at me and I glare at him.

Wait, what? What is he doing in my house? Is this some sick joke?

"Hi," he waves. don't play games with me Harry.

"Hi," I sit next to him on the chair so my mom doesn't know somethings up. Does she know he's a greaser? Does she know he's a hood? Does she know he's a douche? How did he even get here.

"How did he get here?" I rudely ask and my mom rolls her eyes at me. Harry's trying not to smile.

"Cherry, be polite. I saw him outside wearing this TU T-shirt and asked him to come in. He's a lovley boy." she says. My mom always does that. She always invites strangers into our house. Mailmen, little children, teenage girls, and hobos. Harry touches my thigh but I swat his hand away.

"Maybe Harry could help you at TU sometime." She offers and my eyes go wide.

"Uh, yeah." I lie. He's trying so hard not to laugh right now.

"So you already go to TU Harry?" my mom asks him.

"Yeah," he replies. Liar. She nods and in the middle, glances at me. If she even thinks for one second that I'll ever go out with him, she's wrong. He's a fake, a cheat, a hood. He's horrible.

"What are you studying?" yup. She has no clue he's a greaser.Well, no greaser goes to TU. Unless you have a scholarship. Like Harry.

"I'm studying business." he tells her and she nods. She loves him. No.

"Wow, you're one step ahead." she smiles at him. His hand slides up my thigh again. What's wrong with him? He's never been like this. I swat his hand away before my mom could notice.

"Cherry, he could help you! Maybe, explain what it's like to be in college. Do's and dont's. You know?" she laughs and I frown.

"I would love to," Harry fakes. I freaking can't stand this boy.

"Why don't you and Cherry go out sometime? Talk about college maybe?" She leans against the counter as she turns off the stove. Did she just ask me out for Harry? I can't help but let out a slight chuckle.

"Sorry, I have plans." I get off the chair and head towards the stairs.

"Cheryl!" my mom calls. I groan as I walk back into the kitchen. Harry's trying not to laugh.

"We could go to the park later," Harry says, purposely trying to annoy me.

"Oh, great! She'll see you then." My mom replies. What the hell. Actually.

"Okay, it was nice meeting you," Harry gets up from his chair and hugs my mom.

"Oh, you too sweetie. Come by at around three." she smiles and he nods. I cross my arms as he walks towards the door. "Cherry, walk him out." she nudges me. I walk towards him and he bursts out into laughter as i close the front door to my house behind us.

"You think this is funny?" I roll my eyes at him.

"Oh my god. Your face was priceless." he keeps on laughing.

"Stop. Harry, don't lie like that. You're a greaser. My mom hates greasers." I tell him and he frowns.

"First, stop calling me that. Second, it's going to be fine." he starts to walk down the stairs. "Chill."

"Harry, you used me. What makes you think I want to see you ever again? Don't bother coming here at three. I'm not seeing you today," I head for my door.

"Wait," he says and I turn to him, "I'm not using you. Stop thinking that I am. I'm coming at three." he starts walking.

"Harry," I call him.

he turns, "yeah?"

"Is Soda okay?"

"He's fine. I talked things out with him." he tells me and I nod. "Don't ask about him ever again."

"Have a fun walk. Don't come back." I smile at him and he shakes his head at me as he continues to walk. Was he using me? Is he using me? I'm not falling for any of the sick tricks that he's been playing on me. I'm smarter than that. I just can't believe he lied to my mom like that. Right in front of me. I close the door to the house and walk back into the kitchen to find my moher glaring at me with her ocean blue eyes.

"What? You know, that's really creepy." I tell her and she sighs.

"That was rude. As a punishment, you're going to clean your room." she points to the stairs. We have a cleaning lady so I don't understand why she's asking me to clean my room. I've never done such a thing before.

"Mom, he doesn't seem..right to me." I make it seem like I've never met him before.

"He looks like a fine boy. You should seriously consider going out with him." she tells me. I think she's just trying to get me as far away as possible from Jack.

"I didn't get a chance to talk to you about your tone towards me last night." she crosses her arms.

"Oh my god." I roll my eyes.

"You were at Amanda's?" She asks me. Once again.

"Who else?" I reply and she sighs. I really hope she doesn't find out. If she does, I'm screwed and so is Harry.