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It's Life

Him being nice? Nah....

Roseily's POV

I wake up, once again, with pounding headache. One thing is for sure though. I'm not in my house.

I jolt up in the bed I'm laying in. Bad. Choice. With a groan, I fall back to the bed.

"Oh, You're awake. Here." Harry says handinge some Tylenol and a cup of water.

"Where am I?" I groan after finishing the water.

"My house." He says expresonless (A/N I dont know if i spelled that right)

"Where is my dad?!" I ask, starting to panic.

"He doesn't know you're here"

Is Harry Styles being nice?

"And don't think this means I'm gonna start being nice."

Him being nice? Nah...