The Story Of Harry Styles

4

I wake up the next morning to my mom banging on my door. I toss and turn in my small but yet comfortable bed. "Kaitlyn, I have to go out today. You can invite Niall over but nobody else." She says removing my blanket off of me and taking my other pillow and hitting me with it.

"I'm serious, get up." She laughs as she throws the pillow at me. I grab my blanket and wrap it back over me. "20 minutes." I mumble as I get comfortable again.

"2 seconds, or you will have to wash your whole bed." She whispers and my eyes open wide. I jump out of bed and run to the bathroom.

I walk to the counter and scratch my head. I look at myself in the mirror. My make up everywhere along with my hair. I've been so concentrated on Harry, I haven't had time to do anything .

I walk to the closet in the bathroom and grab a towel. I turn the water on, not to hot but not to cold and get in. The warm water hits my sensitive skin and I shut my eyes. I honestly don't know why I am wanting to know Harry. I mean I use to have a crush on him but my feelings are gone now.

I raise my arm up and look at the bruise on my arm. There's something really wrong with that guy and I am dying to know. I just don't know why.

I turn the shower up and wrap myself with my towel and exit the bathroom.

I put on my under garments and put on a black shirt with skinny jeans and white converse and leave my hair in the curls that will soon be made.

I grab my phone and instantly text Niall.

Me: Are you busy?

As I wait for him to reply, I walk downstairs and see my mom is already gone. I quickly make me some cereal and hear a ding from phone.

Niall: No, Wanna hang out today?

I smile into the text.

Me: Yea, Come over. xx

I reply and start laughing at how sexual that sounds.
I mean Niall isn't ugly, He is actually cute. He just already has a girlfriend. Niall also graduated last year which was sad, I didn't have my bestfriend but Oh well.

Niall: Will be there in 5 minutes.

I lay out a bowl of chips and sit on the couch with my phone scrolling through twitter. I was about shut off my phone until a twitter came in contact that caught my attention.

Harry Styles: harry_styles
I did something to someone yesterday and I just wanted to apologize. You know who you are. #closet

I quickly black out my phone and lay it on the couch. His tweet was of me.

I raise my shirt up one more time and look at the handprint on my arm. I roll it down and a tear slides down my cheek of the memories.

knock knock knock

I wipe my tears and open my front door to not be met by Niall, but to be met with.....

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CLIFFHANGERRR
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