Simply Tired ~ A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 4 ~ You're a dick

Carson's P.O.V

I took my seat beside a smirking Harry and couldn't help but glare at him he is such a dick. I just couldn't get over the fact that he completely lied to me so he could sleep in my bed. I thought when I was coming here I was getting away from all the stress but I guess where ever I go there is always going to be something bad. It's better it's Harry rather then Ken. The prof talked and talked and Harry poked at me annoying me until I snapped. I turned to him slapped his hand away and whisper yelled at him " Stop Harry I fucking hate you. I came here to get away from all the bullshit not to be annoyed by you! And you completely lied to me I can't fucking believe you I almost slept on the floor in my own room."

"Yea soo... And what was with your little crying fit this morning?" Harry laughed.

That hurt he can't just bring that up he doesn't even know why I freaked out if he knew he would probably still laugh he is such an asshole. "Don't fucking talk to me." I sighed facing the front.

I felt his hot breath on my ear "who's sweater is that your dad's?"

"Get over yourself Harry it's my boyfriends." It wasn't actually it was my brothers I couldn't help but lie to him and it made him stop Harry was quiet after that.

I missed Sam so much and wonder what it was like for him with out me around. The bell rang and class was over. I had a ten minute break and then my favorite class, my major, art.

I wondered the halls exploring when I bumped into a hard chest. I looked up to see a tall guy his features were dark however he had no tattoos or piercings. But he held a wicked grin. I remembered seeing him last night I just couldn't think of his name. "Hi" I mumbled suddenly nervous.

"Hey I'm Damon, are you lost you kind of look like it." He smiled for his edgy persona he was a nice guy.

"Um yeah I'm looking for the art room do you know were it is?"

"Actually yes that's my next class." He grinned his mouth and eyes really lured me in. He seemed so interesting I couldn't help but agree to go with him.

We sat together in art and laughed and joked.

"Hey I'm going to a club tonight with a bunch of people any chance you wanna come?"

It really isn't my scene but I should try new things I did come here for a fresh start after all. "Yea sure" I smiled.

"Alright pick you up at 9" he smirked as we parted ways in the hall I had one last class that flew by and I went home to go relax and get ready for the club I wanted to be spontaneous tonight so I put on the mini blue dress and left my hair as it normally is. I then slipped on my blue toms and sat on the couch watching netflix until it was time.

"Carson! Damon is looking for you" Jessica shrieked at me probably standing at the door with him. I rolled my eyes and walked over to them he looked up at me with sparkling blue eyes and his gorgeous smile.

"Carson looking good" he smirked as he wrapped his arm around me and led me into his car. He drove a black 67 impala my favorite car of all times almost identical to the one in supernatural. "Nice car" I grinned as we drove done the road.

"Yea it actually used to be my grandfathers but when he passed away he wanted me to have it." He let a genuine smile fall off his lips as we pulled into the club. I glanced at the large line outside the building and saw a curly head I groaned at the thought of Harry being here, but when I looked back he was gone maybe I had just imagined it.