Kristy's POV

I picked at my nail polish as I walked to the cafeteria and half listened to what Izzy had to say about my poor social skills I apparetly had when it came to dating.

"All I'm saying is it's our senior year and you promised to loosen up a bit this year." My annoying so called best friend rambled on about how I ruined yet another already terrible date because I told him to use his fork to eat his fries. It wasn't a big demand to me, we were at a restrauant not freaking KFC.

"I already told you what he did Isabelle. And beside I'm not going to settle for just anyone unlike most of the girls at this school. I actually have standards." Izzy rolled her eyes at me for the use of her full first name.

It was lunch and the school was acting crazy and filled with the smells of pizza, sweat and the faint stench of sex radiating from the countless amount of slutty low standard girls this school has such like every other school. So really it was just a typical day here except for one thing, today was Wednesday.

Wednesday is the day our school has what we like to call 'The ugly truth' which is really just some lame ass show that is broadcasted on every TV in the school at lunch time. The host of this disgusting idea of humor is the biggest player of school yet somehow he is still popular even though he has to have broken at least fifty hearts by now, thankfully mine was never one of them.

The one and only, Harry Styles.

His idea of the 'truth' was just telling different girls around the school that boys only liked them for their boobs or ass because according to him all guys wanted was sex.

To say he was an egotistical prick was an understandment in my opinion.

Just when I stood up and was about to ask Izzy if she wanted to leave the horrible upbeat music of the school television truning on was heard and Izzy hushed me and forced me down into my seat again.

"I'm Harry styles and this is the ugly truth." I looked up at the screen just in time to see his stupid signature smirk he does but he must be in a gross flirtly mood today because he added a wink towards the camera before continuing with his show.

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"Sorry to tell you this but if you don't have a nice rack then in a guys mind you're ugly." The silent cafeteria continued to watch as Harry humiliated some poor girl that had called up during his show to ask the simple question of why she isn't noticed by guys at school.

"You don't know that!!!" There was a round of ohhhh's as the girl on the line sounded like she was breaking down. Poor girl never should have been sucked into calling this sexist show in the first place.

"Face it chick. A man thinks with his penis and if the useless parts of his body don't notice you then how will his penis?" The girl began to rambled and hicup as she tried not to cry and Harry being the dick he is hung up on her without another word.

I couldn't take it anymore and grabbed my cellphone before walking towards the grass area right outside the cafeteria.

"Looks like we have time for one more call." I heard Harry's annoying voice just as I walked out the door.

I dailed the number that I have memorized since the show began but never had the guts to actually call until now. It rang for a few seconds and I quickly looked back inside to make sure no one noticed me leave. Thankfully everyone's eyes were still glued to the screen.

I know I called the show sexist and that girl stupid for calling but someone really has to atleast try and put him in his place.

"You're on the air with the ugly truth." Harry's smooth talking voice may have other girls falling at his feet but it just made me scoff.

"So you're telling me that you truly believe that men are incapable of love?" I could hear everyone in the cafeteria 'ohhhh' again as Harry laughed on the end of the phone.
"Have even been listening? Men are all about sex and can't be trained to love, so unless you are attractive and easy to get then you are never going to get a man."

I honestly couldn't believe what he had just said to me.

"Men are totally capable of love. Maybe not you but their are men out there that like to listen and actually care about your problems not that you would ever know what that is like but that is called love."
I heard all the girls cheer at what I had just said and Harry was speechless for a second but then he had the balls to talk again.

"Well then you must be a dog if you're getting guys like that because those guys are called nerds." This time all the guys cheered and I felt my cheeks burn in embarrassment.

"You are a pig Harry Styles." I ended the call before he had a chance to say anything else but didn't dare go back in the cafeteria incase people realized it was me so instead I just texted Izzy to bring my bag to tthe next class and told her I would be meeting her there.

Harry Styles is a pervert and a sicko and his stupid show has no truth to it but it is fucking ugly with a host like him.

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