Harry's POV
Right now I was waiting outside the house, waiting for the bus to stop by because I woke up late. The stupid fucking alarm clock went off way to early so I may have thrown it across the room and it may of smashed against the wall. So it wasn't really my fault, blame the clock.
I laughed to myself as I thought of that moment and sat my ass down on the step, leaning on the front door.
What time does this damn bus come?
I couldn't exactly leave today out either because we had to work on the script. If it was up to me, I'd just wing it when the time comes and I'd skip today and go back to sleep but in the back of my mind I had an annoying little girl pestering the hell of my brain, nagging me to come in today.
We had been working on a constant basis recently and had non stop work. I'm not saying any good ideas came from the time we were together but it was coming along.
Didn't we have a half term somewhere now?
My thoughts were broken apart and interrupted by a buzzing in my pocket.
If this is Rachel asking me where I- oh what a surprise...
~•~
From: Princess
Where are you?
~•~
To: Princess
Waiting for the bus y? U miss me?
~•~
It wasn't long until I got a reply. I loved teasing her because it got her mad and she looked so cute when she was mad.
Yes that's right, I said she looks cute. Sue me!
~•~
From: Princess
Oh yes, definitely do, now get your ass here!
~•~
To: Princess
I love it when you get feisty ;) grr
~•~
From: Princess
Fuck you
~•~
To: Princess
Only if you let me ;)
~•~
Again with the teasing, it's fun and makes me l- was that the bus? Oh fuck!!
I jumped from my spot on the step, grabbing my bag and phone and ran down the drive way. The bus was a couple of houses down from mine and if I was really good at sports I would have caught up with it. Emphasis on the if. As I was running it started its engine again and was off on its journey to college leaving me in its tracks behind it. Great. The idea of skipping today sounded so pleasing right now.
I had two options
• 1) stay an wait for another bus or just give up and go home.
or
•2) ask for help from a mate.
I knew straight away that if I went with the first one she would kill me, literally. So I basically only had one option. Fuck sake.
I text both Louis and Niall asking to pick me up an they both refused, leaving Zayn who wasn't picking his phone up. What is with my mates, someone find me new ones?
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Addicted // Harry Styles
FanfictionHarry Styles. Rachel Wilder. Drama class. A script. "I don't even know why, but I feel Addicted to you" Inspired by 'CaveMen' None of the characters in this book are like this in real life, so please do not think that. Contains strong language...