Opposites attract. (Harry Styles )

Chapter 20.

Chapter 20.

Song:

Porcelain black, one woman army.

The Story, Brandi Carlile.

I haven't spoken to Harry in a week, he has been busy with his job and I quit my job. I have not told him, mostly because we haven't talked in a week.

The big panda bear is still standing by my TV I always smile when I look at it. Right now I have just ordered pizza and I am about to sit down when there is a knock on the door. That's weird I just called the pizzeria they shouldn't be here already, just the drive takes about ten minutes and it is five minutes since I called them. I walk to the door and open it to find a stoned Harry. His eyes are glassy and the smell of alcohol is pouring from his veins. If there is, one thing that I don't like about Harry it is his drinking and his smoking and getting stoned.

I mean who wants to get stoned every chance that they have? I honestly don't see the point in it.

"Heeeeey, Seeeeexy!" He slurred.

"What do you want?" I ask him.

"We haven't talked in like a year and I want to see you." He tells me.

"It has only been a week not a whole year. And If you so dearly want to see me, you can come when you are not stoned or drunk." I say back.

"Oh, I can come at any time as longs as I have you wrapped around me." He says to me. I cringe my nose in disgust. I really don't like this side of Harry.

"Just go home and get sobered up." I tell him and slam the door in his face.

I walk inside again, but he keeps banging on the door. I ignore him until I hear the doorbell; I figured it was not Harry. It had been quiet for a while until the doorbell rang. It had been 30 minutes since I talked to Harry and he had been sitting there for about 20 minutes knocking on the door. I walk to the door again and open it to see the delivery boy standing there with the pizza.

"Here is your delivery." He smiles at me. He had big brown eyes and brown eyes. He had a big beautiful smile and a toned body. Man, why do the people you can't get be so hot? I was just standing there for a while just looking at him, I was standing there in my baseball shirt that reached mid-thigh and my knee socks and my hair in a messy bun and only some mascara on. I felt like a fool compared to him.

"Thanks." I say and smile at him. I take the pizza from his hands and walk to the kitchen with the pizza and to get my wallet. I couldn't find Harry now. When the pizza came he was sitting by my door, but now I couldn't see him.

"That will be 18.50 pound." He smiles even more to me. Damn, this dude knows how to get tips.

"Here is a 20, keep the change." I smile back.

"Thanks." He says and smiles then he walks away.

I go back in to the kitchen to get my pizza when the pizza is nowhere to be found. Where the hell did my pizza go? I walk around the kitchen to check and see if it has fallen down somewhere but I can't find it.

I hear some weird crunching sounds from the living room and head over there. Who do you think I find on my living room couch with MY pizza? Yes, you were right if you guessed Harry.

"Who gave you the right come in here and take my pizza?" I snap at him.

"I am our Boyfriend I don't have to get you to say yes to come in here." he tells me.

"You have no right, you come here while you are drunk and high. I don't like that side of you, in fact I can't stand that side of you! You get so cocky and you always think that you can do whatever you want. Well guess what, here you can't always get what you want. I am going to bed, and you are free to leave." I tell him while stomping off into my bedroom.