Uggh I hate you Harry I thought as I took red paint off of my hair. I took red chunks off it off letting it fall all off to the sink. I scrubbed my hair hard. Stupid Harry and his stupid prank! I Hate you Harry Styles! I Hate him! Why does he always pick on me. All his dumb pranks go to me. Why is he so nice to everyone,but me? See why I hate him? He hurt me since I first met him. I can't believe I actually thought he was nice at first. I won't forget the first day I met him in Middle School and he said all this crap about me! Whatever I thought as I finished taking out the paint off of my hair. I headed out the girls bathroom and went back to class as soon as I entered laughter was heard from the whole room. I felt my cheeks flushed embarrassed making them laugh even more. This was all thanks to Harry. I ran out the classroom and let myself fall down in the hallway corner. I curled into a ball and cried my eyes out. This was so embarrassing. Thanks to Harry and his stupid prank I'm the laughing stock of the whole school! I Hate You Harry Styles! I Hate You!