Paid Love (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Hi, I'm Abby Thomas. Age 17, grade 12. School is terrible, I have very few friends. What am I talking about I have two friends. But I only really talk to one which is Jessica. But there is this one guy that everyone adores and looks up to. But they look past the fact he is a total douchebag, so are his friends. But what happens when my friend Jessica dares me to go out with him and see how long I last? Did I mention she'll pay me 20 dollars each day. He'll go out with any girl he gets his hands on, just to see if he could get in their pants. Well do I accept this challenge? Do I fall in love? Does he find out?


27. Chapter 27

  I woke up that morning with a bit of a head ache but I dealt with it. I dragged myself from my bed and got some clothes out from my closet but not the 'bad girl' look. Just something that is simple and easy to slip on. I grabbed a pair of black tights, a white t-shirt with a light grey button up jacket, and one of my pairs of white Toms. I hurried and got suited up and brushed through my nappy mob of hair applying just a light touch of makeup around my eyes and grabbed my bag, and keys and headed downstairs. It was only 6:40 in the morning so I was earlier than usual. I laid down on the couch and pushed the power button on the remote to the television to turn it on. I tossed it on to the other end of the couch and got out my phone to text Jess.

  To: Jess ; From: Abby

  No money today. Or ever. 

  I sat my phone beside me and started watching TV till I got a answer. By seven she still didn't answer which got me worried a bit because she always wakes up around this time. I shrugged it off because I was just going to see her at school any way. When it was time to go I shut off the tv and headed out of the house and into my car. I haven't attended school in a while and of course I'd have lots of make up work, fun. I drove to school and entered without any problems from any one which was un-normal. I got my science books and headed to science class where I was the first person to enter which surprised me because I thought Harry would of at least beat me there. I then again shrugged it off as nothing and sat down in my back seat and laid down on my arms staring out the window. The sun that was just rising shot a glare at me which made me squint. It was peaceful intill I heard the yelling of what seemed to be Liam? Or Zayn? I wasn't positive in till the person came in still yelling. "What the hell do you mean by it wasn't on purpose!," Liam yelling into his phone in one hand and books in the other. He slammed them on the table (books) which made me slightly jump. He shut up for a second probably listening to the other person on the other side. 

  I focused on his jaw that was starting to tense up and seemed he was going to kill any one in sight. "Fuck you!" He clicked end on his phone and through it across the room at the wall. I remember watching it like it was in slow motion. The phone as it connected with the wall and broke into bits and pieces. He sat right next to me as everyone started to enter the room. He didn't even bother to pick up the broken phone, he just moved his books to the next desk over and sat down with his fists clenched and his foot tapping rapidly. I smiled when I seen Harry enter the room with his big cheeky smile on his face as he laughed at what ever Zayn I think his name was, was telling him. Liam's head rose to face Harry and he stood and walked over to him and pushed him. "You think that was a joke!" Liam had his finger placed right on to Harry's chest. 

  "Calm down Liam it wasn't on purpose. Lets deal with this later in private," Harry rose his hands up in defeat. 

  "No why not here? Now!"

  "Liam stop. You can come over to my place later and we can have some pepsi and sit and watch your favorite movie. Little old Toy Story," the other girls and boys in the class laughed just the way Harry said the last part like Liam was a little boy. 

  "Oh Harry you think it works that way. Guess what it doesn't! Now why don't you tell this lovely class of people what you have done last night after you left your girlfriends house," he turned to the class and put a fake smile on his face. When he mentioned leaving my house last night I had full attention of what was going on.

  "Liam stop," Harry sounded less friendly to work this problem I have no idea about, out. He reached out to Liam's shoulder and spun his around. 

  "You wont? I will then. This is Harry Styles your common 'hot' guy of the school," Liam turned back to the class. "He has always been labeled the ladies man. Well last night," his eyes began to search the room and locked eyes with me. "He left Abby's house over there, she's over in the corner," he pointed then continued," he has gone to my sister Ruth to tell her something but the other side of this story is that mister Harold is a cheater. He went to my sister and has gotten drunk in his case. The rest is history! You can figure out what has happened between them last night and I have just found out." He laughed. "Harry, Harry, Harry telling bad old Harry you slept with my sister and you didn't even have a reason why you did." 

  My eyes widened and I looked over to Harry who was a red tomato. "That's not true!," Harry's voice rose. "Abby please don't listen to him," I got up and headed for the door. "Abby!," Harry yelled as I started to run down the hall. "Abby!" 

  "Abby? Abby! Hello?" I opened my eyes and seen Liam in front of me. Happy Liam. I was confused for a minute before I realized I was just dreaming. "Didn't get much sleep?," he laughed.

  "I guess not," I tried to fake smile then stared out the window; the sun wasn't even risen. 

  "Is something wrong," he sat in the next seat and I felt his hand touch my back.

  "No, I'm fine. I just had a little bad dream that's all." 

  "Oh well, if there's anything wrong you can tell me." His smile was so warm to me. He wasn't that bad to me around the years, he just mostly tried blending in with Harry's group starting with acting like them. But I know Liam is a good hearted guy with a caring mind. 

  "Thanks," I smiled not knowing what else to say. The room actually began to get filled, with real people in the real world. Harry sat down in his usual seat and chatted up his fellow mates as I sat in the back wanting to just fall a sleep again. The teacher came in and demanded us to do a project. I had no clue on what he ment by that but Liam leaned over to me and explained it.

  "Last week we started a project with partners and stuff. If it's not bad I choose you as a partner." 

  "No that's actually good," I smiled. Why not, Liam won't be hard to work with even tho I don't really know him well but I can tell he's a great per.

  "So we have to like do a big model of anything in history that changed the world in a big way. I choose the simple topic, World War I I." 

  "Cool," I nodded. "Did you get anything done so far?" 

  "I only got the army guys to put on the base I brought in. Also known as card board," I giggled.

  "Nice. Where did you get the army guys from? They look so real," I picked one up and examined them. They weren't those green and navy blue plastic cheap kind of army guys they were about 2 to 3 inches tall with detailed faces and outfits and guns. Nothing I've seen before.

  "I collected them after my granddad gave me some for my eighth birthday. He passed away last summer and he was the only reason I really collected them for. So I just thought why not use them for this because I have no reason to keep them any more," he stared down at one and placed it in his palm and took his other hand and ran his thumb over it. 

  "I'm sorry." I sat the army man back down on the table and stared at Liam. He shook his head and stared up at me with a smile.

  "Don't be." He took a breath and placed it back down and smiled big again, "Any way lets get cracking."

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  When the first couple periods were over I went to lunch where I found no Jess there. I haven't really seen, seen her in a couple days so I wonder if she's sick or something. I'm just going to go with the term sick. She is sick. I sat down at the table alone and got out my phone and went through the pictures. I wasn't hungry and I had not packed my lunch this morning, neither I had money to buy so I just have to wait till I get home. I scrolled through the rolls of photos and clicked one of Harry that made me laugh out loud. 

  He must of took that and edited when I was sleeping or not paying attention. I kept staring at it... he still looks real good like that. I smiled one last time and kept on scrolling through dumb ugly selfies of myself and deleting them. It was a real boring lunch without Jess I just hope she's alright.

  (A/N: HAPPY 1D DAY! It's also my birthday today! Its been so good today! 7 hours of 1D on your birthday is mad! I watched ever second of it and now i'm just so happy! Its 11:11 here so I'm heading to bed now but hope you enjoyed this chapter even tho it might be boring or whatever. :) Oh like my edit of Mr. Styles up there? :P Byeee! -CM)

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