Rudely, Humanly Disturbing, Bastard (Harry Styles #1)
Now You See Me, Now You Don't
Harry's P.O.V
You know in life when...well....you see that one girl who, you think you know, but you don't know her. And all you want to do "is" get too know her. Yeah, that's exactly what happened too me, but I don't want to rush through the story -cue chuckling- I'd like to fill in the whole story and I'm actually writing a book about how we met. Here we go....
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"Can I have a caramel Mocha Frappe, with two squirts of chocolate syrup please?" I asked rather rudely to the boy at the cashier. "C-coming r-right u-up sir. That'll be 3.00 pounds." I hand him the money. "Thank you si-"
"Make it fast!" I snap. He hands me the hot beverage. I take it and walk out of the Starbucks without another word. You see I don't really like Starbucks, everybody who goes there or works there is too jolly for me, so the girl I had a one night stand with last night just wanted me to be a good boy and go fetch her a drink from here. Those were her exact words; I'm not kidding!
I didn't argue, I grabbed my coat and left. When I do back though, I will kick her out. I'm not one to stick with "one" girl. All the girls or women in the world are the same and wear too much makeup (making them look orange and that's not a turn-on) plus they smother too much flowery perfume (all that does is suffocate you).
Whistling a cab pulls up, I quickly swing inside and give the driver twenty pounds. "Keep the change." I tell him with a flick of my hand.
The cab stops and I get out humming a very familiar tune.
Still humming the tune while holding the heated mocha frappe. I reach into my pocket to pull out my key. Right before the key goes into the slot, a rough hand grabs me and yanks me in.
"What the hell!" I look up to see Louis. "What the hell Louis! You made me spill all this on my new Jack Will jacket!" I yelled outraged. Louis rolls his eyes, "So what!? It looks pleasant on you Harry. It even makes that jacket a whole lot better!" His tone of voice was menacing. I started too wonder if something was up with one of the other boys.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"We have a problem!" Louis mutters angrily. "What's the problem Lou!?" I yelled again; aggravated. "The problem is you! The problem is you Harry! For God's sake listen to me this time when I tell you, its your fault!" My eyes bulged. How can the "problem" be "me"? Really, what'd I do?
"How?" I literally was bewildered.
"We need to have a talk." Louis replied and walked into the living room.
What just happened here?
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You know in life when...well....you see that one girl who, you think you know, but you don't know her. And all you want to do "is" get too know her. Yeah, that's exactly what happened too me, but I don't want to rush through the story -cue chuckling- I'd like to fill in the whole story and I'm actually writing a book about how we met. Here we go....
''''''''''''
"Can I have a caramel Mocha Frappe, with two squirts of chocolate syrup please?" I asked rather rudely to the boy at the cashier. "C-coming r-right u-up sir. That'll be 3.00 pounds." I hand him the money. "Thank you si-"
"Make it fast!" I snap. He hands me the hot beverage. I take it and walk out of the Starbucks without another word. You see I don't really like Starbucks, everybody who goes there or works there is too jolly for me, so the girl I had a one night stand with last night just wanted me to be a good boy and go fetch her a drink from here. Those were her exact words; I'm not kidding!
I didn't argue, I grabbed my coat and left. When I do back though, I will kick her out. I'm not one to stick with "one" girl. All the girls or women in the world are the same and wear too much makeup (making them look orange and that's not a turn-on) plus they smother too much flowery perfume (all that does is suffocate you).
Whistling a cab pulls up, I quickly swing inside and give the driver twenty pounds. "Keep the change." I tell him with a flick of my hand.
The cab stops and I get out humming a very familiar tune.
Still humming the tune while holding the heated mocha frappe. I reach into my pocket to pull out my key. Right before the key goes into the slot, a rough hand grabs me and yanks me in.
"What the hell!" I look up to see Louis. "What the hell Louis! You made me spill all this on my new Jack Will jacket!" I yelled outraged. Louis rolls his eyes, "So what!? It looks pleasant on you Harry. It even makes that jacket a whole lot better!" His tone of voice was menacing. I started too wonder if something was up with one of the other boys.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"We have a problem!" Louis mutters angrily. "What's the problem Lou!?" I yelled again; aggravated. "The problem is you! The problem is you Harry! For God's sake listen to me this time when I tell you, its your fault!" My eyes bulged. How can the "problem" be "me"? Really, what'd I do?
"How?" I literally was bewildered.
"We need to have a talk." Louis replied and walked into the living room.
What just happened here?
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Notes
I know guys it's short, but this story is in replacement for 'Green Worlds (Liam Payne)'. Soo the first chapter will always be the shortest. Plus this book will be more thought through! YAY!!Vote!!!
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@It's Megan...
Haha I see that now!! xD And by the way, Thank You Love!!
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