Hazel's POV

I walked to the front door steps, opened the door, hopping that mom wasn't in here. But all my hopes were down when I saw her standing there, arms crossed over chest, giving me that death glare of hers.

Oh God.

"Hazel Smith, where were you?" She hissed. Fuck, why would she be in home when I don't want her to, And she's out when I mostly need her?!

"With a friend, studying." I lied, biting my bottom lip, my eyes fastly scanning the room. I really hated lying to her, but I couldn't tell her I was with Harry, because she would rip my head of off my neck.

"I know when you're lying Hazel." She sighed, putting her head in her hands, sitting on the couch. "Just tell me who's that boy with the tattoos, and what sort of relationship you are with him?"

I really don't have an answer for this question. Me and Harry kissed, yeah, I admit I love him, but I don't know if he really does like me back. But his kisses tell me that he reall lo- like me. He kisses me with so much passion, and I love it, but still I don't know what we're now.

"Hazel!" Mom's voice snapped me out of my trance. "Answer that damn question!" Oh, wow my mom just sweared.

"I don't know.." I whispered. Mixed feelings, I just don't know. Niall is on my mind every now and then, and so is Harry. But do Niall really like Sarah? Or did she just tricked him? I'm really not convinced about Sarah being good.

Are we back on; Harry or Niall?

"What?" My mom again snapped me what of my thoughts, but this time her voice was so much softer. I walked over to the couch, and just threw myself on her, as she hugged me tight.

"I don't kn-now m-mom." I sobbed.

***

"Sweatheart, go up to your room and wash your face." Mom said. I had been crying for a while, I didn't tell Her about Harry bullying me in the past, I didn't tell her anything. I just kept sobbing like a baby in her arms.

But I was very thankful that she didn't ask anymore question, or pressured me to tell her what was wrong. So thankful.

"Ok." I said, before kissing her cheek. "I love you mom." I beamed at her, she smiled back. I made my way upstairs.

I washed my face and changed into some Pj short shorts, and a tanktop. I'm alone, right? I can wear whatever I want to wear.

I brushed my teeth, and washed my face, before sinking in the warm blankets on my warm bed. I was about to close the lights, but then, my phone signaled that I have a new messege.

What now?

I opened the text, to be met by 'Hazza <3' shining brightley on my phone's screen. don't laugh that's my nick name for him, and yes, I gave him my number.

Hazza <3: Be ready by 6ish tomorrow, taking you out ;) goodnight hotshot xx

I automatically giggled at the last part. Where would he be taking me tomorrow?

I was so excited.

Me: Goodnight Hazza xx

Hazza <3: I love that nickname ;)

Me: I know you do ;)

I giggled again. Harry Styles is flirting with me in a messege, Typical Harry. I shut the lights, and soon drifted off, dreaming about a curly heard guy.

Notes

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