Our Love is Tough (Harry Styles fan fiction)

Chapter nine!

TWO MONTHS LATER!

...Kellie's POV...

I was dreaming a nice dream about meeting Blood on the Dance Floor. Dahvie gave me a hug and a pair of his goggles, and then Jayy hugged me and taught me how to do the demon scream.

'My head turns to face the floor 'cause I can't look you in the eyes and sa-' My radio is supposed to be set on country as an alarm.

"I curse you, piece of crap radio station!" I mumbled.

"Kellie... Kellie... Kellie... Kellie..." Marley said this while poking my face

"Go lick a stop sign." I turned away. Then she just pulled me off the top of my loft and onto the floor.

"There we go." I hit her playfully and went and got dressed in an Asking Alexandria band t-shirt. I put in my piercings and checked on my new belly button ring. Not bad. I put on my dark eye make-up and put in my contacts the turned my eyes gold. I threw on a grey knit beanie, and some ripped black skinny jeans and black knee high converse. i walked out and did a spin for Marley.

"Magnifique?" I questioned

"Yep." I smiled.

"Not to bad yourself." Marley never went all goth. She stopped with One Direction and turned to screamo with me, but never took in the fashion. Plus the one time we tried it, she ended up looking like a vampire. Today she was just wearing a pair of jeans and a long sleeved teal shirt.

"Thank you, thank you very much." With that we grabbed our money and phones and ran out the door. We rode down the elevator and when we stopped at the second floor a bunch of barbie's got in.

I turned to Marley and pretended to snap my gum while I twirled my hair around my finger and looked at the cieling.

"Are you like, mocking us?" an  orange blonde asked

"Like no. That would be sooo mean." I said mocking the girls voice as we stepped out onto the first floor.

"You are just jealous." The blonde said as we exited the building.

"Jealous of what? I don't look like and orange with yellow mold coming out of the top? At least i have a high I.Q and didn't get here because my daddy has money." She gasped

"How did you know?" I stifled a laugh

"You are a total, as we would say back home, BARBIE DOLL! Fake tan, fake hair, fake nails,fake boobs. Your face is probably a product of plastic surgery! Is there any thing real on your body?" I looked at the time on my phone "I will finish this fight later. Marley and I have to go eat something above two calories or we'll turn out sickly looking like you." I hooked arms with Marley and we skipped off humming follow the yellow brick road.

We made it to our usual coffee shop and I sat by the window while Marley got our usuals. We have come here everyday, sat in the same spot, and ordered the same stuff.

"Here my dear girl is your chocolate chip cookie. Above forty calories i may add." I laughed as she tried to sound like a waiter, but burst out laughing at the last part.

"Oh la la, merci mademoiselle." I smiled before taking a gigantic bite.

"I think you made a new friend." Marley said trying not to laugh as the blonde walked the streets looking for me.

"Toats bro." Yes i still speak ghetto.

"Oh Kellie sexy beast 2 o'clock." I turned to see a very hansome boy. He had dark chocolate brown hair that landed in his eyes. It had black streaks and i could tell just by looking at him that he was scene as well. he turned so i could get a better view and i saw purple eyes obviously from contacts like mine.  He was overly hansome. Like almost as hansome as Harry Styles. He had and Blood on the Dance Floor All the Rage t-shirt and black skinnies like mine. His converse were black too. He was magnificent.