The Scarred One

"So how did the trip to the workshop go?" she smirked at me. I scowled at her " fucking car ate almost all my damn money, can you believe that piece shit repair costed me $22800??? Why would you own such car when you know it's maintenance is high?" I questioned her.

"I can actually afford it that why I have the car, stupid" I pouted.

"By the way, how did your talk with last night's club blondie go? I asked.

She shook her head in annoyance "Niall Horan, Dawn. And yes we talked about a lot of things. He's from Ireland, 21 and he's the son of Maxwell Horan of Horan Industries. We exchanged numbers." She gushed.

"Ah, so he is a rich child like you, but he looked so normal." I said

"He had expensive casual wears on. Besides, you wouldn't be able to recognise the brand since you are helpless in the fashion world." I shrugged from her comment and concentrated on the fashion show.

"What about Harry?" she asked, I gave her a confusing look in return, not knowing who Harry is. She huffed, "Of course, you wouldn't remember him. He's the guy with curly hair who danced with you last night. You know you were the only sober one amongst us two so I was expecting you to get his number or something." she explained.

"Hmm, that guy. I didn't get his number or something. I didn't see the need to do that for two reasons. One, I was getting drunk and I needed to get both our butt's home before we ended up in the gutter. Two, I don't know him even though it feels like I've met him somewhere and we met in the club!"

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed, "I can't believe you would pass up the offer to connect with Harry Styles. I swear you're so dumb sometimes. You know the Styles Corporations?"

"Yes" I answered, " what does that have to do with the guy we are talking about?"

"You know, I wonder how you are one of the best students in your department because you act dumber than a dumb blonde." She looked at me, annoyance evident in her looks.

"Hey! I am highly offended." I crossed my arms across my chest and left out a slight huff.

"You are a child" she chuckled, I couldn't argue with her on that cause it's a true fact. I included a pout in my act which only made her fall off the couch, laughing. "Oh lord have mercy. You are definitely something." I laughed lightly with her "so tell me more of this Harry Styles. "