He grabbed his car keys reached out his hand for me to grab. I grabbed his hand and stood up. We walked out of his house.
He opened the car door for me and I smiled. "Thank you." I said.
"No problem." He replied. He walked over to his side of the car and got in. he pushed the key into the keyhole and started the car.
His radio blasted loud rock music and I jumped. He quickly turned down the volume. "Sorry I forgot that I had my music up that high." He said while backing out of the driveway.
"It's okay." I replied while looking out of the window.
"Do you want to put your music on?" he asked.
"Sure." I said while changing the radio station. Ain't it fun by Paramore came on and I leaned back into the seat.
"I figured that this was the kind of music you would listen to." He said while stopping at a stoplight.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"The stupid bubblegum pop." He replied while hitting the gas pedal. I rolled my eyes.
"They're punk rock for your information." I said.
"Whatever you say." He replied.
*30 Minutes Later*
"When you said not too far from your house I thought down the street." I said.
"I forgot how far it was." He shrugged.
"How much longer until we're there?" I asked.
"About thirty more minutes why?" he asked.
"You do remember it's a school night right?" I asked.
"Yeah, I do." He replied.
"By the time we get back to my house, it's going to be around one-ish in the morning." I said.
"Why are you so worried about school? I thought you didn't like it." He said.
"I don't, but I want to get into a good college after school." I said.
"My mom's gonna have my head on a silver platter." I said while rubbing my face with my hands.
"Call her then." Harry said in an annoyed tone.
I grabbed my phone and saw it was conveniently dead. "Go figure." I mumbled.
"Go figure what?" Harry asked.
"My phone's dead." I replied.
"Just use mine." He said while pulling his phone out of his pocket.
"I can't." I said.
"Why not." Harry said clearly annoyed.
"I don't remember her cell number." I said.
"Then call your house." He said.
"We don't have one yet." I replied and he rolled his eyes.
"Sorry I don't remember her number." I said.
"Wouldn't you have remembered it by now." He said.
"She got a new number I remember her old one." I said.
"Whatever." He mumbled.
*Author's Note* I posted a video for Ain't it fun by Paramore on the side. You should listen to it if you haven't yet it's a good song.
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Broken //h.s au//
FanfictionJess McConnell is your average straight A student. Harry Styles is your typical bad boy. Will they fall for eachother? Or will something and someone try to break them apart? Someone is bound to end up broken.