Jerk, styles (h.s fanFiction)

"I can't take this anymore! I hate everything!" I scream. "Even me?" A little voice cries. "Look at what you've done! Your just like your farther!" Harry yells. And after that. I don't think I'll ever forgive him.
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People always called me a slut, whore, bitch and horrible names.
But they don't know why I work this job.
They don't know what I've been through.
Infact, inside I'm Innocent. Very innocent. Not something people thought about me.
But what if a green eyed, British guy gets In the middle of my already hectic life?
Will it be better for me? Or better for him?
Or just bad,
For the both of us?....