Stuck with Styles

Bailey is bullied in school, her best friend moved and her mum is barley home. Her grades aren’t the greatest and her new group buddy is the cool, popular, senior guy that she can’t stand. She feels like life is a nightmare for her. When you feel like that, then what do you do? Bailey runs away, she is running away without contacting anybody and telling where she gone. But something goes wrong in her plan of running away alone, because someone follows her, and he refuses to let her leave. But what happens when you by an accident end up in Caribbean without money, food and any way to get in contact with people who might be able to help. What will happen to Bailys personality? Will she start to open up and let people in? What will happen when she gets stuck with Styles?


8. what do you expect me to do?

We sat down; none of us said a word. Not even an ‘hmm’ got out. But then I thought if I only had been me, I wouldn’t have sat here? I would have walked; I would have seen what was going to happen next. So why in the world should I do something else just because Styles is with me? I didn’t even want him to come!  I went up and I felt his eyes following me.

-What are you doing?
I turned around and he looked down the floor.
-Listing, I don’t know what plans you have, but I don’t want to sit here and being helpless. I guess when we’re here anyway; we can have fun as well as just sitting here?
-It’s your choice Styles choose by yourself.
I turned around and walked away. I could hear footstep back me and I did know who followed me, I couldn’t decide if I was annoyed or glad, but as it look right now, I have plenty of times to figure out what I mean about it, and about him. I stopped up right outside to look at a poster in the window. Party tonight! You’re invited! I just read blah, blah, blah and then party. Party with people I didn’t know, well I was up for it! I looked around and saw a man about to get into a taxi; I ran over and asked the man nicely if I could get this one because I had something important he didn’t believe me but I got the taxi at last.
-Get in Styles! We’re going!
He looked at me in a mad way but he got into the taxi anyway.
-Don’t think I like your ideas but I won’t let you go alone.
-So you care about me?
-I never said that!
-But you never said you didn’t either.
He turned his face away but I could swear I saw a little cheeky smile at his face.
I rolled my eyes and looked at him, kind of expecting to get a look back.
-Listing Styles, we’re here anyway we could have fun or just sit and wait for someone to give us plane tickets home, is that what you would like? Because then we’ll do that.
-Stop with that please.
-With what? Being optimistic?
-Stop calling me styles.
-Fine, if you then are going to stop being such a pessimist!
He made a face on me and I told the driver where we should go. The trip wasn’t really long  and we were soon about to go out.
-Hey! You need to pay!
-How much?
-8, 5£
I looked at Harry and he looked asking back
-I don’t have any money…
Harry rolled his eyes angry and got a brown wallet up from his pocket. He paid the man and when the man drove away he angrily turned around looking me in the face.
-What now Mrs. Optimist?
-Follow me
I said it happily but it didn’t take loads of fools to know that he was pretty pissed off. I walked up to a door and harry followed me as knocked and as soon as some fool opened the door I walked in screaming party to fit in with the other 90% who properly already were drunk.

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