Just Go With It (Harry Styles)

Prologue

4 months earlier 

I groaned placing my head in my hands. This couldn't get any worse; I was either being charged for an offence I was accused of doing or sent to do community service at an elderly home. Don't get me wrong, I love old people, but caring for them is something I wouldn't like to do. And being charged? I can’t even explain how many job applications I will have to put in because the amount of money they wanted from damages would be worth more than me. This was a one way street and I was only heading for disaster.

"I'm sorry Miss Williams but this is the easiest way you can repay the damages that you caused upon Holmes Chapel Pri--"

"But I didn't do it!" I screeched standing up abruptly interrupting the judge. She looked at me shocked for my sudden outburst as did everybody else.

"Sit down Miss Williams." The judge said with authority lacing her voice as she took off her glasses. Nodding my head I sat back down slowly clearing my throat. My best friend also my lawyer sent me a stern glare as if to tell me to shut the fuck up before I do more damage. I looked away and up to the judge as she briefly discussed with the other jurors. I let out a short huff as I waited impatiently for the news I know I will dread. After a short period of time, she leant back in her seat and smiled.

"Mr Borthwick" The principle of the school I supposedly wrecked leant forward eagerly waiting for what she was about to announce. He argued earlier on that it was highly appropriate for a "wreck less girl" to do community services as it would "straighten me out and develop some common sense". This old man was really getting on my nerves. Not only was he persuading the judge for me to do the worst punishment, but he was punishing me for something I didn't even commit in the first place.

"We have decided that Macey Williams will serve 100 hours at The Westbourne Care Home to pay off the damages made at the Holmes Chapel Primary School for four months". My mouth fell open as the judge pounded the hammer on the desk twice, finishing the trial.

Four months?

That was a little ridiculous seeing as I could easily do the 100 hours in two. I shot up to say something but was immediately pulled down by Tess. 

"What are you doing Macey?! Don't get yourself into deeper shit then you already are okay? Just go with it. 100 hours isn't that bad anyway." Tess explained as she put all her papers into a Manila folder.

"But Tess, I don't deserve this, I don't deserve 100 hours of my time to be wasted at an elderly home when it wasn't even me who trashed that classroom." I felt tears prick my eyes as I combed my unruly hair. I didn't get any sleep last night as I was dreading today, putting scenarios into my head as to what could happen. I yawned tiredly and rubbed my already swollen eyes. 

"Listen Mace I know you don't deserve any of this and I am truly sorry this has happened. I tried all that I could to get them to listen but they won't have it! All evidence of the trashing of the classroom points to you, and there's nothing I can do now to change they're minds." Tess brings me into a tight hug and I know that she's right. There really is nothing I can do but suck it up and do this torturous punishment. 

I couldn't help but think about the people who really should've done this punishment instead. It still angered me to think that they would deny the accusations and let me there so called friend take the blame. I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I drove home quickly, wanting the need to just fall asleep in my bed and try to forget about everything that happened. But I knew that sleep would not come tonight. I will be up all night dreading tomorrow, my first day at the nursing home.

As I parked in my parking spot I let a tear fall and then another. I really didn't know who to trust anymore. All of the people I cared and loved for turned their backs on me and believed that I could do such a horrible thing such as trashing a primary school classroom. All of the friends I made weren't really my friends at all and I really wished that I could change that. I wished that I could change that night and I wished that they would all grow a pair of balls and own up because being an employee at an elderly home was not what I was looking forward to and not what I am prepared for.

But little did I know, I would not be prepared for anything after the four months of community service were up.