The Bad Boy

Chapter 20

Stephanie's P.O.V.

We pull up in front of a tiny house on a cobblestone street right across from a bar.

"I think we're at the wrong house," I say to the cab driver. "Why'd you have to screw up the directions dipshit?" The last comment is directed to Niall.

"I didn't." He chuckles, "This is where Harry's mum lives."

"Wow." I say as we pile out of the cab and unload our luggage from the trunk.

I stand and stare at the house trying to picture Harry living there. Harry with his black clothes and foul language. Nope, I can't do it.

"F***" I hear Niall whisper from behind me.

I turn to see him facing the street. I get on my tiptoes and peer over his shoulder. Stumbling in our direction is Harry. He reaches us,standing in front of Niall. He reeks of booze and something sweet, and his eyes are red and unfocused.

"Harry you have screwed yourself majorly." Niall mumbles under his breath.

"Harry?" I ask.

He wobbles on his feet and then notices me for the first time. Then he turns towards Ally and gives her a slap on the back. "Hey, you found Ally." His words are so slurred they are almost unintelligible.

"Yeah...Harry are you okay?" I ask.

"Sure babe. just a little stoned thats all." He says, "By the way I'm really sorry about Ally missing the piano recital solo. I forgot to tell Zayn to call that shit off." He laughs.

"WHAT?!" I ask.

"Yesh?" He asks, raising one eyebrow.

"What are you talking about?" I ask, crossing my arms.

"You said something about calling off something with Zayn." I say, "What did you mean?"

"Oh yeah. Our next prank was to "Take" Ally so she would miss her recital thing and when I started to like you I told Zayn to call it off. But I guess he didn't listen. Oh well." He shrugs and begins to stumble up the walkway to his house. He falls and dusts himself off.

"HARRY GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!" I scream with all my might. One of the neighbors cracks open her window and pokes her head out. I flip her off and with eyes wide, she closes the window and pulls the curtain shut.

Harry keeps walking and he bear crawls up the stairs, and opens the door. "Imma take a nap." He says and puts one foot in the door.

"DON'T YOU DARE GO INSIDE YOU ASS!" I yell.

He steps the rest of the way in and slams the door behind him. I take one step forward before I feel Niall's arm on my shoulder.

"Stephanie don't." He says.

"Ally, please tell dipshit to remove his hand from my shoulder and shut his cake hole." I say, "Because I'm going after him. I will be back in a moment. Please have a car waiting to take me to a hotel."

Then Niall moves his hand and I walk up to the door. I bang open the door to see Harry playing with the fringe on a throw pillow, fascinated.

"Hey stony, focus on me dickhead." I say.

He looks up at me with puppy dog eyes, "That was some good shit."

"I am so done with you." I spit. "Your mum is dying and we come all the way to the other side of the world to find you high and drunk. I can't believe that you would lie to me! You promised me you hadn't touched the drugs in forever. I have been in so much physical pain caused by you, and now you decide to heap some more on top of that. The only break I've had from that constant pain is when I saw you, before I realized that you were stoned or drunk or whatever you are now, and once I realized what was going on it was all back in a flash. DO you have any idea what that feels like?"