The Bad Boy

Chapter 6

Stephanie's P.O.V.

"I'm kind of scared of what his retalliation is going to be." Ally says, shifting uncomfortably in her seat as we drive around town, not wanting ot go home, or to her house for fear of Harry retalliating.

"I don't know but seing as he just texted me, saying he's upping his game and asking me how to take the sting of a thousand suns out of his bottom, I would say it's going to be extremely interesting." I laugh.

She laughs. "That actually scares me even more."

"We had better find somewhere to crash. Our houses are absoluely out of the question. I need a couple days to recover, and if we stay at one of our houses he will definitely get us back tonight." Ally says.

"What are we going to do then?" I ask.

"Motel 6?" She asks.

"Okay. Let's get clothes, and then we can go to the motel." I say.

They have rooms for fifteen dollars a night. The drunken highschool and community college kids looking for places to hook up or sleep off a hangover are the only things keeping the roach infested place in buisness. We gather our clothes for tomorrow at school, and explain to our parents we are sleeping over at another friends house. We check into a room with two queen size beds, and enter the room on the third and top floor.

"Okay, help me change the sheets." I say as I strip my bed from the holey and moth eaten sheets.

"Bitch please. I'm exhausted." she says and spreads a sheet over the duvet and flops down on top of it.

I sigh as she flicks off the light on her side of the room, and pulls another sheet over her head. I strip the bed the rest of the way down, then put on the fresh sheets I picked up in the laundry room. I know a guy, Rico. He has twenty kids all named Rico Jr, sweet guy but a bit of a headcase. Then I flop into bed after making sure I locked the door securely. Don't want Harry breaking into this room tonight.

In the morning, i get up and make sure the door is still locked, which it is, then I carefully feel and sniff everything before I use it, including my clothes which consist of a black sweetheart neckline dress, with pale pink flowers with green leaves adorning it, a light wash denim shirt that I tie up under my chest, black feather earrings, and a pair of black ballet flats.

I brush my teeth in the bathroom and when I come out, Ally is dressed in a pair of denim short shorts, a light brown solid sequin blazer, and a white tank top along with a pair of plain black flip flops, her hair in a ponytail. Guady and tacky on anybody else, but Ally can pull it off extrememly well. She's so confident, everyone just takes her in stride.

"Dressing up I see." She muses.

"Yeah well, Friday is a specal occasion." I say.

"So, Niall texted me. He wants me to come to his party tonight and he said I could bring a guest." She says. "Are you in?"

"Yeah I guess. Is Harry coming?" I ask. "Because that will be so awko taco though."

"Oh get over yourself and do this for me. He wants me to come and I am going with or without you." She says.

"Geez." I throw my hands up. "I'll go with you."

"Good." She says. "Are we staying here again tonight?"

"Well, considering Niall is famous for throwing ragers, there will probably be booze there and knowing us.... I think staying here would be best." I say.

She shoots me a look, I pull a face and then we both crack up. School drags on, and I find myself wishing Harry was here to keep me entertained. History is especially boring. Ally and I grab some clothes from our houses for the party, and then head back to the hotel.