Caught in your world, where can I get back to mine?

Chapter 4... The truth.

I groaned as I rolled over, I can't even remember what happened last night. My head was pounding and I was in desperate need of some head ache tablets! I sat up and I wasn't somewhere that I remember, the room was dark and there was no light coming through, where am I? I heard someone groan next to me as I screamed causing them to scream, they bolted up and I could see it was Harry, no!

"What are you doing here?" He asked as he got up, he has boxers on, thank god! "Well I dont know do I! If I was sober or partially sober I wouldn't have even stepped in here!" I snapped as he sighed as I got up, good I'm in my underwear "Look can't we just figure out what happened before we snap at eachother?" Harry asked as I turned around to see him stairing at me "Oit! Eyes up here Styles! Why don't you take a picture it'll last longer!" I stated as he shrugged and went to grab he's phone "Its a figure of speach" I stated as he rolled his eyes. 

"Wheres my dress?" I asked still looking around "I dont know, not my dress not my problem" Harry shrugged as he relaxed on his bed "Look Harry, you help me find my dress or I'll slap that grin right off your face!" I stated as he stood up and glared into my eyes we were centimetres away from eachother, I was in no mood. 

"Ohhhh has the stylist got nerve?" He asked "Yes, yes I do and fyi just because you're famouse doesn't mean I wont hit you! You're just another person!" I stated "And you're just another Stylist! Go on, do a Amanda, quit, I dare you" He sneered at me "You seem to be protective over Amanda, tell me what happened to her? Why was it so important that she was your stylist?!" I asked my voice rasing "Whats it to you? God it's my life not yours!" He stated we were centimeteres away from eachothers faces now "Because I'm tired of you being a moody twat around me!" I yelled "She left me! I was in love with her and she left!" He yelled causing the silence of the house to be louder than ever.

 It's been a couple of minuets after Harry had said that "What? Got nothing to say to that? Huh?" Harry asked his face still so close to mine, I could feel his breath and I'm sure he could hear my heart pounding in my chest "No, no I don't, but I know what you mean" I stated as his eyebrows knitted together in confusion "I also had my heart broken, difference is I don't act like a complete twat about it!" I stated as he looked at me with anger in his eyes "No but you are a complete flirt and a slut" He spat as my jaw dropped, yep still a twat. 

"Urgh!" I yelled as I stormed away, bingo. I spotted a navy dress, I walked over and slipped it on "Looked better before" Harry snickered "You're such an uptight twat! God! The others are so nice! Just because one girl broke your heart!" I stated as he smirked "What?" I asked frustrated "You're hot when you're angry" He stated knowing it would annoy me, and it did. 

I sormed over there and balled his newly put on shirt into my fist making my face so close to his "Listen Styles it's not the time, ok? I'm tired and hung over and if you send me over the edge I will personally slap you" I sneered as him as he smirked "Will you?" He dared "Don't even go there" I stated as we glared at eachoother "You know if you want to get out of here with dignaty, not that there is much, you should probably go" He stated as I shook my head "I have a lot of dignity, unlike some" I stated aiming it at him "Oooo burn" He said sarcastically.

"Take a long walk off a short pier?" I asked "Only if you join me" He shrugged "I wouldn't even do that if we were the last two people on earth" I stated "So you'd not bother to give the world a chance of survival? Selfish much?" He asked "You know I would, but since theres no chance of the world ending looks like your out of luck" I shrugged, we were still inches away from eachothers faces "If you were on fire I wouldn't save you" He stated "Good I wouldn't need saving I'd save myself" I replied "Of course not, you need saving all the time" He argued "Think that's you" I stated "No it's you" He argued as I shook my head.

"And heres me thinking you could change" I sneered "Heres me thinking you were going to be nice" He argued "Could say the same to you" I argued "I am nice to people I like" He stated "Ohhh does famous boy not like me? Let me go cry in a hole" I said sarcastically "Stay in the hole" He demanded "Gladly!" I said my voice raised slightly before Harry placed his hands on my cheeks and crashed our lips together, WHAT ON EARTH IS HE DOING?!