nutella ➢ styles

p a r t vi

n i a

"holy shit, she's on her way" i scream crouching in pain.

"you didnt tell me you were pregnant" harry screamed

"no asshole i am not"

"so you're just fat?"

as much as i wanted to punch him in the motherfucking face, i couldnt. the mother of all gods has come. the mother of bitches has come.

cramps.

period.

who the fuck invented this stupid blood oozing thing anyway?

"asshole, please help me..get that shit for cramps" i practically yell

"how about no?" he walks away, he just walks away.

who does that? 

just out the door.

what the hell?

h a r r y  [ shocker bae ]

i leaved the stupid bitch back at my place. ill probably will get laid tonight while nia is in pain.

perfect plan harold.

i walk into the club, i gaze around at thew beautiful women scattered around the place.

as they say, there are plenty of fish in the sea.

"why hello there honey" a girl about five feet and oily hair greets

no thank you

"um hi?"

"why dont we just go back to my place and we could have some fun" she winks, biggest mistake of her life.

"oh..sorry i-i am um..gay"

"what a waste" she mutters

lets find someone more normal shall i say?

a beautiful blonde girl with boobs the size of australia catched my eyes.

"hello there" i say giving her my signature smirk

"hi" she replies in a montone voice

"busy tonight?"

"not really" what's with this bitch?

i am harry styles

"so wanna go back to mine?" i wink

"not really"

wait what?

"why?"

"your personality killed the whole la-di-da thing, sorry better luck next time" she pats my back

what does she mean 'my personality'?

"what do you mean my personality" i scream over the music

"you're an asshole, i bet you anything you already have a girl at your place waiting for you to come back home" she pokes me with her index finger at every word, making me bump into the counter top of the bar.

i would have pictured this situation differently.

n i a

i lay on the floor unable to move, a shooting pain down my body and groaning and moaning not how i want it to be.

the door starts to rattle and opens.

"guess who bought ice cream?"

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this chapter is the definition of awful

btw nia bby dont take this as me calling you fat because youre not 

love you