This (Harry Styles)

"You called my dad?!" I yelled at him. "Well, yeah. You were in a car accident!" he stumbles at his own words. "So?" I hiss. "I was just trying to help!" he raises his voice. "I don't need your help!" I throw my hands in the air with anger. "Why are you being such a stuck up brat, I just. Wanted. To help!" he yells frustrated. "Maybe because you made me think that whatever this is," I mean me and him, "is real." -- He was the reason she had so much trouble trusting anyone. COPYRIGHT © Lukeyydukey 2014