What Are The Odds

Estrella is just a regular teenage girl that is lusting over Harry Styles from the boy band One Direction. She's a realist and knows that she would never get the chance but little did she know that fate would be on her side. She bumps into Harry at the mall but doesn't confess to knowing who he is. Will she tell him the truth about knowing who he is and will she tell him about her troubled past in order to let their relationship bloom.

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42. Bloody Nose, Round Two!

 

Natasha’s P.O.V

                * BANG BANG* I admit I knocked on Ryan’s door harder than needed but I needed to make my presence known. That blonde from the festival answered his door, half naked I might add.

                “You’re Natasha right?” the perky blonde asked.

                “Yeah and sorry dear but I really don’t give a damn who you are, right now all I want to know is where’s Ricky?” I said as bitterly as possible. Which honestly wasn’t that hard?

                I saw fear flood her eyes and she tried to close the door but I was stronger than her and put my hand up to force it to stay open.  

                “You might know my name but you don’t know me. Let me give you some advice, I’m not the bitch you wanna mess with Blondie.” I said to her.

                She towered me but then again who didn’t but I was nowhere near scared of her, come to think of it I’m never scared of anyone.

                “Who’s at the door Ashley?” I heard a guy say.

                I knew EXACTLY who it was that was asking that question. I pushed open the door and Ashley aka Blondie got pushed back. It was then that Ricky saw my face, I hint of fear was on his face but he quickly shrugged it off.

                “Oh it’s you… what do you want?” he said walking towards the door, taking Blondie’s place as she fled upstairs.

                “Damn right it’s me. Let’s have a talk shall we.” I said

                “I’m not fucking stupid Natasha. I’m not coming out of my house, you know even though I was away I still heard what you did to that poor sap at the club… not saying that you could do that much damage to me but I’m not going to risk this beautiful face.” he said

                Ugh could he get more disgusting.

                “What? Ricky doesn’t want to come out to play? You scared? COWARD!” I said.

                That ticked him off and he came running out of his house just like I knew it would. If there’s one thing I know about Ricky, other that he's an ass is that he doesn’t like to be called a coward. There he was right in front of my face, right where I wanted him. I didn’t punch his lights out right away though because I wanted him to feel the same pain as Estrella did; I wanted to hurt him with my words… then my fists.

                “WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?” he said full a rage.

                “You heard me, I called you a coward. I’m just calling it how I see it. You know what else I see? I see a little boy NOT a man. Only little boys pick and pry on innocent girls, girls that did NOTHING but love them. Standing right in front of me… IS A SORRY EXCUSE FOR A MAN!” I said.

                I heard screeching of tires behind me but I didn’t look back because me and Ricky were officially having a stare off and I won’t going to let him win. I heard footsteps behind us but I paid no mind because what I did hear next made me black out in anger and attack.

Estrella’s P.O.V

                We got there right on time because Ricky was still in one piece. We all got out of the car and just stood behind Natasha not wanting to intervene right away because I know her and when she’s upset she just blacks out and starts swinging. When I heard those words come out of Ricky’s mouth I knew I had to fly into action.

                “You know what I see Natasha. I see a little whore who couldn’t keep her legs close so she got knocked up. Then the whore lost her baby because God realized that you can’t make a slut a mom.” He said.

                “Oh shit!” I said as I flew toward Natasha who was already swinging and hit Ricky dead in his nose.

                You would think that Ricky would get tired of getting bloody noses from girls, I guess not. I tried to hold her back but Natasha’s a tough one, she might be small but she’s strong as hell. It took me and all of the boys to hold her back.

                “YOU SON OF A BITCH! HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT MY DAUGHTER!” She screamed on the top of her lungs. I looked towards Ricky and he had a smirk on his face.

                That’s it I couldn’t take it, seeing that smug look on his face. I had to just let everything now or I would lose the guts to. I went up to him and shoved him hard. He was on his ass, just like he was at the festival.

                “HOW DARE YOU! HAVE YOU EVER LAID ON YOUR BED ALL NIGHT AND JUST CRIED YOUR EYES OUT BECAUSE SOMEONE HAS TOLD YOU THAT YOU’RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH? NO! HAD ANYONE EVER PICKED AT YOU AND POINTED OUT ALL OF YOUR FLAWS? NO! YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY? BECAUSE YOU ARE THAT PERSON! AND NEWS FLASH JUST BECAUSE YOU DO THAT TO OTHER PEOPLE DOESN’T MEAN THAT IT MAKES YOU A BETTER PERSON. YOU WILL ALWAYS AND FOREVER BE A LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT AND A SORRY EXCUSE FOR A MAN!”

                I didn’t notice until I walked away from him that Harry was holding me back by my arms. The blonde girl that was with him at the festival was looking at me with tears in her eyes. They weren’t tears of fear though, they looked like tears of joy.. maybe I was just going crazy. Ricky went inside and was calling the blonde, Ashley, to come in with him but she refused.

                “I’m now realizing that I’ve been staying quite for too long. NO! I’M NOT GOING INSIDE AND I’M NOT GOING TO “OBEY” YOU ANY MORE. GO TO HELL!” Ashley said and then walked away.

                As Ashley walked away she passed by me and whispered thank you in my ear and I felt great. I finally told Ricky off and in the process saved a girl from him and possibly herself.

                

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