Lauren is being beaten up by her mother when she does anything against her rules. In school, her life isn't any different. A biology experiment was coming up and every student in her class will get paired up with someone. They had to move into their partner's flat for a week. She hoped it wouldn't be Harry, her main bully. Well, she wasn't very lucky. Will they get along over this week?
Lauren has always loved singing, but one of her mom's rules stated 'No singing in the house'. One day she gets sick of all the torture at home and at school so she decides to sign up for The X-Factor. Her bad luck brings her to Harry while waiting on line. What is he doing there? Well, later on Harry's being formed in a group. They had to perform together. Not too bad. She slowly started falling for one of the members. Louis Tomlinson. Basically, the only person who was able to make her smile, UNTIL the jealousness of TWO other guys began changing the story ...


6. Ch.6

My eyes slowly fluttered open and when I stretched I felt my hands rubbing something soft. I turned around to see Harry laying on the other side of the bed, smirking. I quickly pulled away and stood up. "What the hell are you doing here?" I almost yelled. What is he trying to do?

"Nothing, I thought that you might wanna eat breakfast," he said. I glanced at the clock. It was 8:30am. I realized that school already started, I quickly moved the sheets off of me and walked towards the wardrobe to change. As I walked back to the bed and placed my stuff over it, I gave Harry a look telling him to get out, but he didn't move. I pointed at the door angrily.

"Let's ditch," he said. I dropped my t-shirt on the floor. "What? No way. My mom's gonna kill me," I nearly yelled. I mean, literally. My mom is going to kill me. For real. No joke. He groaned and walked out, slamming the door behind him. What does he expect from me? I still hate him. I will forever. No matter how fun it was yesterday. He's not going to make me be nice with him since I'm not receiving it back. I picked up my t-shirt of the floor and quickly changed. I brushed my hair, but it was still a mess. In my hurry, I didn't put any make up on. I probably look like I've being in a girl fight and I still have mascara under my eyes. I took my jacket and as I reached the front door, I noticed that Harry wasn't in the house. I glanced around, but no curls were showing up. I walked out closing the door behind me. I didn't have any keys. When I turned around, I saw him in his car.

"Come on! Quick..." he shouted. I hurried over to him and got in as he said.

"Why is your life so difficult?" he asked. Good question. I thought that he knows it. "You are the reason Harold. Don't you remember?" I glanced at him. He stayed silent for a minute. "You made my life a living hell Harry. I don't know why you thought that you were better than me. All of these boys and girls that follow your ass know nothing. Well, I do. I know you. If I only knew what changed you and what I did to make you bully me..." I felt a tear forming in my eye. I tried to hold it back. He stopped the car. I glanced at him with a confused look. He kept staring at the road.

"I...I," he murmured. I gave him a questioning look. I need to know this. "Tell me," I said calmly. His expression turned from sad and confused to angry and evil. He pushed the pedal hard and the car almost flew. "What is your fucking problem? You wanna kill us? Stop the car!" I yelled.

"Shut up!" he yelled and immediately stopped. I got out and ran away. The tears were falling faster and faster. Why is he such an asshole? When I paused to catch my breath, I turned around to see if he was gone. He was running towards me. I stood up tall and started walking the other direction. He caught up to me and pulled me to stop. I kept staring at my feet trying to avoid any eye contact with him.

"Look, I can't tell you-" he paused. I looked up. "Why? Why am I your target?" I yelled. He stood silent not a word escaping from his mouth. I shook my head in disbelief and walked away. He doesn't deserve anything good happening to him. He doesn't deserve people being nice with him. He doesn't deserve me even looking at him. Who am I? Well, I'm an idiot for ever making friendships with him. I'm the stupid girl who was about to fall in love with this jerk. I am the spoiled fruit on the tree. I am....my life....nothing's worth it......


Guys!! This chapter was sooooo short... I know... im so so so sorry about it cause I am really busy and i have so much homework to do that i barely get time to write.. i will try to upload as often as possible ..

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