The Bad Boy

Chapter 38

Stephanie's P.O.V.

I head into the bathroom and wash my face, trying to forget about what just happened. Why do my parents have to be so terrible? I don't know how I stood them for 18 years. They are just, terrible. I don't understand any of it. I change into my plain black strapless bikini and matching string bikini bottoms. Then I pull on a black tshirt and a pair of white denim short shorts over it.

I finish cleaning up in the bathroom and walk out to the living room where Niall and Harry are sitting. I feel much better now, I am ready to have fun today and forget all about my parents.

"You ready Steph?" Harry asks.

"Yeah let's go, I call shotgun!" I yell and charge out to the car.

Harry turns and shrugs at Niall and runs after me. I hop into the front seat of Harry's car, and Harry climbs in next to me, while Niall puts our bags in the back next to him.

"Why do I always have to sit in the back?" Niall whines.

"You never complained when Ally rode back there with you." I argue.

"Yeah, probably because she was getting him off." Harry mumbles.

"Harry!" I shriek and cover my ears.

"Sorry." He chuckles.

"Yeah, no you aren't." I say and he shrugs.

Harry turns up his radio and we rive the rest of the hour and a half in silence. We finally pull into a parking lot that is under 2/3 full and we manage to get a front row spot.

"These are supposed to be for the elderly or pregnant." I say as I grab my bag from the back.

"Well, Niall is probably pregnant," He laughs.

He then shakes his head as we walk to the gate. I start to pull my wallet out but Harry stops me.

"My treat." He mumbles, handling the lady at the gate what appears to be a little over a 100 dollars.

We all step through the terminal, and memories come rushing back. I haven't been here in forever. It is an underwater themed park, with a water park and a dry park. Man, I missed this place.