Chasing The Playboy /// H.S Fanfiction

Name

(She-said)

"Dad can I get some paint for houses?" I asked. I'm pretty sure he has some paint left around here from his college days. In college dad was an artist kind of like I am. I wouldn't call myself a very good one but I'm okay at art. Anyways I'm off topic. What Harry said to me yesterday was right but it did hurt my feelings. I get the apartment thing but why did he have to say all those things about the notebook? It was so uncalled for so I slapped him, and this was all after a perfectly good date.

"Why?" My dad asked interrupting my thoughts. I looked down suddenly taking an interest in my shoes. After a long silence he let out a sigh of surrender. He went inside the closet taking out paint with painting supplies. I went into the closet and took out some things to help with the yard as well. It was true our apartment looked like a mess. We didn't own this place though, the landowner did and he's done nothing about it. He's a grumpy person.

I walked outside and started with the apartment stairs first. The apartment itself was fine with a great looking color but the stairs brought the image down.

"So this is what it's for huh?" My dad said coming outside with my mom next to him. I didn't look at either of them. I just kept painting and nodded.

"Our daughter shouldn't be doing this Jack, we should." My mother said. Here starts the arguing. They always argue about things like this but at the end of each day they kiss and make up. Kiss, just hearing that word brings butterflies to my stomach. Harry's walking around with my first kiss just waiting to happen. Wait, no! I'm not giving up my first kiss to Harry, anyways I'm off topic.

"We don't have the time or money. She shouldn't be doing this and neither should we, it's the landowners property."

"But we live here!"

"We need to pay for Jason to be in rehab so wether you like it or not we do NOT have the time or money on it. So please Nancy!" My eyes widened in shock. I can't believe what he just said. Jason isn't in Rehab he's in college, how could dad say something like that? My shock must have been noticed because my mom was giving me a sympathetic smile. My own mom. That's when dad finally turned to me getting on his knees to level at my heigh because he's tall and I'm short. I get it from my mom. She short too.

"I'm so sorry honey."

"I need some time. Alone." I said anger boiled inside of me. I didn't want to be mad but they just topped of the whole Harry thing so what can you expect? I don't want to be near people who lie and hurt me. Why would they do that? He got up and tried to kiss my forehead but I swatted his hand away. He gave me an apologetic look and walked off with mom. I kept going with the painting on the steps to loose myself in the work but nothing. It was all filled with thoughts about Harry and Jason. I don't get how Jason is in rehab, and for what? Overdose, Alcoholic, or worse, suicidal? I'm not saying it to offend anyone but I don't want my brother to put himself in harm. Second there's Harry. I don't know what's going through Harry's head, he's nice to me one minute then dissing me like I'm a complete stranger. I already know he doesn't like me in that way I want him too but it won't stop me from feeling that way towards him.

"Do you need any help?" I looked up and met with the most beautiful hazel eyes. I studied him, he had chiseled features and hair that stuck up with. A blonde streak. It was the opposite of Harry's but it looked just as good. I felt like I recognized him from somewhere and it came to me. I did. He lives with the Styles family. I'm not sure what's there connection but I've seen him a couple of times outside just and only to throw something away or go to school. I shook my head no when in reality I needed all the help I could get. It's hard to do all of this by myself. "Well, can I
help?" He said with a smirk on his face. I get what he was trying to do with the word play. I handed him a paint brush and he let out a chuckle starting to paint.

"So why is a pretty girl like yourself out here alone painting the steps?" He asked. First off I told him I had a name which was Serena and then I explained to him about the things Harry said and then for some reason I told him about Jason. I didn't know if I could or if I wanted to but for some reason all the words just seemed to flow out and so did a couple of tears. "Do you know anything about love?" I asked. I wasn't sure if I should because he was a bit taken back by the question.

"Yes, I do. As a matter of fact I'm in love with someone right now. It was by accident." He answered simply. I was confused though. The way he said accident was confusing. There's no way you can fall in love with someone by accident. Or can you? I think I fell in love with Harry by accident. No, it was no accident he was there, he looked at me and smiled with those dimples and green eyes. He asked me on a date with that adorable accent and cute curls. He made me fall in love with him on purpose even though he did not return the feelings. So why can't I get over these feelings? "How?" He let out a chuckle as if I was supposed to know. "I was engaged to a girl name Perrie, but then another girl caught my attention one day and I feel hopelessly in love with her. It sucks because she's in love with another man."

"If you don't mind me asking who's this girl you fell in love with?"

"I do mind."

After that I was completely quiet. I didn't think he would answer like that. I watched him work on the steps and realized that I should paint too but I couldn't keep my eyes off his tattoos that covered his arms. They were creative but I didn't understand them at all. After a while I learned so much about him. I learned he's going to be studying in college next year to become a cartoon artist. I thought that was really cool. I learned he does writing and art like I do. I also found out he's one of my trolls which was like the best thing I learned about him so far. He also asked me to sign his arm were there wasn't a tattoo covering it. By the end of the day we were done with the steps and it was really dark outside.

"Oh, umm, do you want a drink before you go for all that hard work?" I asked a bit nervous. I need to repay him back one day. "No thanks." He said and simply started to walk to the Styles place. I was going to go into my apartment (the back door obviously) until I realized something.

"Wait, I never got your name!" I yelled out towards him. He looked back at me and smiled.

"That's because I didn't give it to you." He said as he entered the house. I was taken back by his answer once again. That guy was so full of surprises and mystery. He had me at the edge of my seat or on my toes with every word he said. It was like I couldn't get enough of the way he poetically speaks about things. I let out a small giggle and walked into the apartment.

"Honey can we talk?" My mom said. My dad standing up from the couch giving me a worry filled look. I have both of them an intense glare and ran upstairs slamming the door and locking it. I can't believe they didn't tell me my own brother was in rehab. I walked downstairs and ignored them completely. Hey, I just needed a snack and drink I'm hungry through all that working. I walked up stairs grabbed my laptop and started on a new video. I ate while recording but mainly through skittle at the camera screaming "TASTE THE RAINBOW!" I finished recording and thought I'd edit it and upload it in the morning tomorrow. Right now I just need some sleep.