Chapter 10
I wake up to someone carrying me. it's Harry. he looks pissed. "oh gawd.." I whisper under my breathe. he throws me on his bed. hard too. I just lost it. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?" I scream. "WHAT THE HELL IS WITH YOU RUNNING AWAY!?" aw shit. I hate being yelled at, but I set myself up for this one. "I DIDNT!" "BULL SHIT!" he yells. "FIRST OF ALL, IF I WANTED TO RUN AWAY, I WOULD HAVE CLOTHES. SECOND OF ALL, IF I WAS SO TO RUN AWAY, WHY WOULD I CALL CHLOE TO PICK ME UP?!" "WELL MS. SMARTASS, LET'S NOT GET TO IMMATURE HERE!" oh, now he went to far. "EXCUSE ME MR. STYLES, BUT IM PRETTY SURE IM NOT A SMARTASS, SO DON'T CALL ME ONE. AND IMMATURITY!? ARE YOU LEGIT!? IF ANYONE IS BEING IMMATURE HERE, ITS DEFIANTLY NOT ME, IT'S YOU. SO SHUT UP." I'm pretty sure mars can here us screaming. "DID YOU JUST 1) CALL ME IMMATURE AND 2) TELL ME TO SHUT UP?" "LOOK, YOUR EARS FREAKING WORK, SO
YOU TELL ME!!" all of a sudden, everyone starts running in, but Harry and I don't care, we continue to yell. "HALSTEN, NOW IS DEFIANTLY NOT THE TIME FOR SARCASM, SO KNOCK OFF YOU BITCHY ATTITUDE AND CHILL YOUR BANANERBALLS" right then, Im about ready to kick him in HIS banana balls! "DON'T USE MY SAYING, FIRST OF ALL-" he cuts me off. "IT'S NOT YOUR SAYING, ANYONE CAN USE IT!" im about to cry. so, before leaving I kick him and slap him and run out of the room. "FUCK YOU GUYS, ALL OF YOU" I scream before walking to the back yard. I would try to walk away, to my secret place, but it really wouldn't help the cause, so I just walk to the pool deck. I sit myself on the deck and dip my feet into the pool. I pull out my phone and log onto twitter and tweet: #worstnightever. I see Harry had a link to a picture posted on his wall. so, I clicked on it. biggest mistake of my life.
