ohsnapitskerra
“I am nothing like you.” I hissed, starting to feel uncomfortable with the way he was looking at me.
“Oh, that’s where you’re wrong sweetheart.” He tutted at me. “You sneak around behind your parents back every day. You give them the impression that you’re this angel sent from heaven, but you aren’t. How long have you been telling them that you’re studying when really, you’ve been out partying with your friends?”
It fell silent between us. And for a moment in time, it was just us in the room. And for a moment, I realized Harry Styles, the boy I hated with everything in me, was right. I was exactly like him.