Addiction

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Before y'all comment about how Harry has Gemma for a sibling..in this book, he's an only child okay? Okay.

Now,

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Harry's POV

"Mum," I called, walking into my kitchen after school, "I gotta ask you something."

"What is it, honey?" she asked, looking up at me from her cell phone.

"How do I manage my life?" I asked, sitting down at the kitchen counter, "I have basketball and school and my job and Mya. I don't know how to balance all of it."

"I would suggest you let one of those things go," she said.

"I can't let go of Mya," I said.

"I know."

"I don't want to let go of basketball," I said, "that'll mean saying good bye to all of those scholarships."

"I know."

"I don't want to quit Lush," I said again, "because that job is actually really fun and it keeps me from having to borrow your credit card when I take my girlfriend out."

"I know."

"You're not helping mommy," I scowled. She smiled at me and chuckled.

"Have you thought of dropping two courses and taking them next semester," she asked. I nodded, looking down at my hands that I had clasped in front of me.

"I was thinking of doing that," I said, "but it's too much work."

She frowned, "how?"

"I don't want to get the teachers to sign the papers that say I'm dropping the course, it's awkward," I mumbled. She laughed and shook her head.

"It's either that or quitting Lush baby," she smiled, walking past me and into the living room. I huffed.

No. Help. At. All.

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"Just transfer your two schools into next semester," Jordan suggested as he sat in my room. I took a swig from my beer bottle, sighing as I shrugged.

"I don't want to take those courses again next semester," I sighed, "I know I should but-"

"Oh my god, Styles, just do it."

I bit my lip and nodded, "yeah. Okay I will."

"Hallelujah!" Jordan cheered, taking a sip of his beer.

My mom was out of the house and my parents were divorced which meant my dad didn't live with us. So we were home alone. Which explains the alcohol.

Jordan finished off his third beer and took another one from the pack. I widened my eyes and shook my head as he smirked lazily at me. He took out his phone and held it up.

"Harry, smile," Jordan snickered, "I'm sending a snap to Mya and Joy."

I stuck my tongue out and crinkled my eyes shut as I smiled cheekily. Jordan snickered as he took the photo and sent it to them.

"How's it going with you and Joy anyways?" I asked, taking another sip. He shrugged.

"She's really cute, man," he blushed, "I want to ask her out but I'm afraid she'll say no."

"Why would she?" I asked, making a face, "you're a catch."

Jordan tilted his head at me, placing a hand on his heart, "awe. Thanks buddy."

I laughed, shaking my head at our drunken banter, "seriously though, you've been on how many dates?"

Jordan frowned and he counted with his fingers before he stuck up five, "three."

I cackled and shook my head as Jordan looked extremely perplexed, looking at his hand again before he shrugged and took another swig.

"You're sleeping over tonight," I smiled, "I'm not letting you drive home."

He nodded, standing up and sauntering over to my bed, "thanks man."

He collapsed on my mattress and let out a heavy sigh, sitting up against the headboard before he pulled out his phone. He punched in a couple of numbers before he held the phone up to his ear.

"Joy," he slurred, "baby. I gotta tell you - you're fucking hot. Okay."

I almost spit out my beer.

"I want to take you out, on a proper date. And I want to be your boyfriend so we can do cute things like Harry and Mya, they're so cute. And you're cute. And I'm cute. We can all be cute together, but like...not that type of cute cause I don't do foursomes and- what?...oh."

He blushed as he looked at me with widened eyes. He bit his lip and suppressed a laugh as I looked at him confused.

"Sorry, Mya," he said, "I think I dialed the wrong number. Yeah....yeah....I'm with him right now...no he's not drunk. I am....he's uh...he's getting there. Huh? No, he's not naked. Why...should he be?"

I gave a bewildered look and hiccuped, shaking my head before I sat back in my desk chair, "what the fuck."

Jordan snickered, "yeah okay..night. Oh eh...don't tell Joy? Okay, love ya girl. Mmkay byeeeeee."

I rose an eyebrow as Jordan hung up the phone sheepishly and smiled at him as he looked at me.

"Did you just profess your undying love for Joy to my girlfriend?" I asked. He grumbled and took another sip of his drink.

"Fuck off," he said, "it was an accident."

I laughed and shrugged as I stood up and climbed onto my bed, laying down beside him. He huffed and moved over a tad to give me some room and I smirked in thanks.

"Wanna watch a movie?" I asked, pulling my laptop onto my lap from my night stand beside me. Jordan shrugged.

"Can we watch Mean Girls?" he asked, "or Gossip Girl? I hear the guy in the show looks like me."

I rose an eyebrow and looked at him, "uh...okay?"

Jordan smirked, "sweet."

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Drunk Jordan is my spirit animal.

I hope you're all enjoying this book! We'll start getting into the first problem very quickly.

Love,

S.