Passion // punk harry styles a.u.

9

  My dad came out right when Harry left and scared the living hell out of me. "Where were you?" he yelled,"I've been calling you for hours!" "My phone died. I'm so sorry," I lied. One, I lied about my phone dying and two, I lied about being sorry for the right reasons. "Why didn't you come home at eleven? Do you know what time it is now?" "Yes, I'm aware. I'm sorry," I said. "Where's Luke, Ashton, Calum, and Michael?" he questioned. "They were at the party with me," I said. I didn't lie that time, so kudos for me.

  He looked behind me and saw Harry's car driving away. "Who dropped you off?" he asked. "Michael," I answered. "That isn't his car," he said pointing to the car that was driving away. "Yeah, um, it was one of Michael's friends," I said trying to come up with an excuse. "What's his name?" "Does it matter, Dad?" I said louder than I should have. He looked me dead in the eyes and I could tell that he was disappointed in me.

  "Why were you with Harry after I specifically told you not to?" he asked. "That wasn't Harry," I said. He was silent for a little while and then finally dropped the subject. "Don't ever come back this late, okay?" he said. I nodded and went up to my bedroom. After I closed the door, I took a deep breath in and exhaled smiling. My phone buzzed and I looked at the lock screen.

Harry-

did you get caught?

Me-

No, but we need to be more careful next time

Harry-

Sorry..

Me-

It's okay. I'll talk to you later :)

Harry-

Good night xx

Me-

Good night

 I plugged my phone up on the nightstand and changed into a pair of pajama shorts and a cheesy t-shirt I got last year when my family took a vacation to Los Angeles. I washed my face and brushed my teeth and went to bed. I looked up at the ceiling and thought about what happened tonight. I couldn't believe I did what I did. I guess Harry made me do things that I never would've dreamed I would do. It was pure insanity.

  That's it. I'm going insane. My father is going to find out what I did with Harry tonight and I couldn't have it. I should listen to him and stay away. I just can't though. Harry was like a bad pack of cigarettes. When you have one, you can't stop coming back to them. I couldn't get addicted. I had to stay away.

   But thinking back on tonight, I had the best time of my life. I went to a party, drank my first glass of champagne, saw a beautiful view of the stars on a roof, and had my first kiss- all in one night. I didn't want to miss out on all of those things with Harry. I mean tonight, I felt like I was on top of the world. I had adrenaline rushing through my veins. It was a rush doing something out of my comfort zone for once and truly living.

  Then my mind went back to how Harry works. He doesn't date women, he uses them. I was an idiot to think that he enjoyed being with me tonight. My thoughts of how Harry was so wonderful quickly disappeared. I made a vow to myself that night that I would never converse with Harry again; even after the best night of my life. My mind soon started to slow down and before I knew it, I was in a deep sleep.

~*~

  I stacked a stack of bait and sighed thinking of what happened last night again. The more I thought about it, the faster I stacked. I was furious at how he used me. He was just wanting to use me  to do who know's what. I started to mumble to myself angrily and heard the door open. I didn't bother to see who it was and kept stacking. "Hey, how's it goin'?" Luke asked. "Amazing," I said sarcastically.

  Luke and Ashton raised an eyebrow and looked at each other looking very confused. "It's Harry," I said. "Of course," Ashton said rolling his eyes. "Look, if you're wanting to criticize me and my decisions, I don't really appreciate it," I said to Ashton. He looked angry and I personally didn't care at the moment. "Why are you guys here?" I asked them. "We were worried about you. Where were you last night? You just.. left? We tried to call you," Luke explained.

  "I know and I'm sorry. I was with Harry," I said. "Shocker," Ashton whispered. "Get out," Luke said. Ashton looked a little taken aback, but he obeyed. When he left, Luke looked back at me. "Why were you with Harry?" "You said to give him another chance." I said, "Anyway, I figured out last night, that he was just using me like every other girl." "What did he do?" "He gave me a glass of champagne, we went onto the roof and had deep conversations, and.. he kissed me." 

  Luke's eyes widened and he smiled. "You got kissed?" he asked enthusiastically. I nodded and frowned. He did the same and asked,"What's wrong?" "It's just a part of his game, Luke. He was just using me," I said. He stayed quiet for a couple of minutes and bit his lip. "There's something that I need to tell you.." Luke said. "What is it?" I asked. "You were right about Harry.. I saw him making out with another girl last night," he said sadly.

  I felt like my heart stopped and I sighed. I bit my lip and nodded trying to accept what Luke just told me. "I knew it," I said sadly. He came up and hugged me kissing my cheek. "I'm sorry," he said. We soon released from our embrace and he gave me a sad smile. "What are you going to do now?" he asked. "Stay away from him," I said solemnly. He nodded and wiped a tear from my eye that I didn't notice I shed.

  "Do you want me to stay with you the rest of the day?" he asked. "I'll be fine," I said. He nodded and bid his goodbye's and left. My phone started to ring and I looked at the caller i.d.. It was Harry. I didn't answer the phone as it continued to ring. After a couple of seconds, it finished ringing. I sighed a sigh of relief and continued to stack the bait. 

  The door opened again and I expected it to be Harry, but it was my father. "Hey Dad," I greeted. "Hey Kiddo. Did you finish stacking the bait?" he asked as he set a bag on the counter. I nodded and he smiled. "Good job. Are you hungry?" he asked. "Starving," I replied. He chuckled and set out two boxes of Chinese food on the counter. He handed me a pair of chopsticks, some soy sauce and a drink in a white styrofoam cup.

  "Thanks," I said as I started to eat. "So how was that party last night?" he asked. "Good," I replied. "Did anything special happen?" he asked. I thought of the special moments Harry and I both shared last night on the roof. The things I told him, the kiss we shared, it all went to waste because of Harry Styles being the man he was. No, the stupid boy he was.  "No," I said truthfully. 

  He nodded and sighed. "You know you can tell me anything, right? I mean, you've been looking really down today," he said. "I'm fine," I lied. He stopped eating and looked at me. "Tell me what's wrong," he said. I messed with my food and little bit and said,"Dad, I think it's best if I don't talk about it." He was about to say something until Aaron came bursting through the door. Why we brought him along, I don't know.

  "Dad! Look what I caught by the dock!"he said holding out a net with a starfish in it. My dad went up to Aaron and smiled. "That's so cool, Son!" he cooed. "Do you want to see where I found it?" he asked enthusiastically. My dad looked back at me and I gave him the 'go-ahead-I'm-fine-really' look. He nodded and went with Aaron out to the dock. I continued to eat the Chinese food until my phone began to ring again.

  I looked at the caller i.d. and saw that it was Harry once more. This time, I just declined the call and said to myself,"When can he get the idea that I don't want to talk to him?" I put down the phone and continued to eat. That was when I broke down in tears. I was so tired of being used. In my past, guys always tried to lead me on, but then the next day I found out that they were already dating somebody. Now here I am, a seventeen-year-old pathetically eating Chinese food alone.