What Goes Around Comes Back Around
Chapter Sixteen
Heidi POV
After my little text conversation with Harry, I decided I needed to buy a new “slutty” dress. When I say slutty, I mean something that shows cleavage. This is soo unlike me! After hitting a few shops in town, I finally found the perfect dress and heels to go with it.
I walked all the way home with a massive grin plastered to my face. I probably looked like a weirdo with these massive shopping bags but I couldn’t care less. My plans here were working out perfectly for me.
A little too perfectly… Something is bound to go wrong!
My subconscious hissed at me but I ignored it completely and tried to keep a positive attitude. Harry was and still is a monster and deserves to be taught a lesson. I mean what’s the worst that could happen if he finds out about me?
He would probably send his whole gang after you and kill you idiot!
I need to stop talking to myself. It’s not normal…
It’s just gone 6 and I decided to get my lazy ass off of the sofa and decide to get ready as Harry would pick me up in an hour.
I headed upstairs and had a quick shower before putting on my new outfit and I had to say… I looked sluttiliy hot. If that’s even a word! I’m soo stupid at times. I shake my head at myself and chuckle.
I jump when I hear my doorbell ring. He’s here and he’s just on time! I quickly look in the mirror once more before making my outfit was just right. I pulled down my dress a little more so it would cover up the knife slash scars that Christa gave me (AN: Chapter 2 :p) before making my way down the stairs. I quickly grab my keys before opening the door to reveal a rather hot Harry.
He was only dressed up in a simple black shirt and chinos yet he still managed to look effortlessly gorgeous. Cut this out Heidi! You have to break his heart! He bullied you in high school for crying out loud! He’s a monster!
I gave me a wicked smirk when he saw me. Let me rephrase that, when he saw my cleavage. I mentally roll my eyes. Well, at least my plan is working.
“Yo Styles! My face is over here!” I say while snapping my fingers and pointing to my face. He merely chuckles at this.
“Sorry babe, but I can’t help it! This dress makes them stand out and-“
“Ok that’s enough let’s go!” I interrupt him not wanting to hear any more of his perverted comments. I walk over to the side of his car waiting for him to open my door, which he doesn’t and walks to his side and gets in. What a gentleman! I yank the car door open and hop in while SLAMMING the door shut to make my point. He only looks at me with confusion and anger in his eyes. The anger probably from me interrupting him as well as slamming his car door. Boys and their cars! I roll my eyes and click in my seatbelt as he exits my driveway.
“So where are we going exactly?” I ask curious to know his reply.
“You’ll see soon enough.” Is all he says. I want to question him further but I stop myself not wanting to make him angrier than he already was.
After a 10 minute drive of utter silence, we finally arrive at a smallish restaurant on the outskirts of the town. It actually looked….decent? Wow! Was Harry Styles making an effort?!
He hopped out of the car but this time to my surprise, he ran over to my side and opened my door as well. I raise my eyebrows at him but I take his hand and hop out and we both walk over, hand in hand, to the pretty restaurant.
As we enter the restaurant, I hear a small bell chime signalling our arrival. A petit blond walks over to us only staring at Harry however he seems unfazed by this.
“Table for two under the name of Styles” he says gruffly. What the fuck is his problem now?! I need to stop asking this question.
The busty waitress nods her head while grabbing two menus and taking us over to our table at the back of the restaurant away from all of the other people. All this while from the corner of my eye, I could spot the waitress practically undressing Harry with her eyes. I got the feeling that Harry “knew” this waitress if you know what I mean!
After we arrived at our table and the waitress left (after one last needy look at Harry of course!), we both sat down at our table and awkwardly stared at each other for a moment before grabbing our menus and looking through to find something we liked. Wow this is awkward. I scanned the menu for something before I heard his raspy voice break my train of thought.
“So, what do ya think?” he asks after clearing his throat. I am sick of his mood changes as I have mentioned probably a gazillion times.
“It’s beautiful Harry. Who knew you would know a place like this?” I ask sneakily trying to get some information out of him about how he knew this place. He looks at me awkwardly and flicks his eyes to the blonde waitress before meeting my heavy gaze again confirming my suspicions of his past with this chick. I didn’t know how to react to this. Should I be pissed at him or ignore the fact that he shagged the girl who works here and probably everyone else here too?
If I was actually myself then I probably would have been pissed but Adriana would be all flirty with him and not really care so I had to keep up my act.
“So what are you having?” I ask him in a sexy voice trying to change the topic and get flirty Harry back. I know I have succeeded when I see his ever familiar smirk and his cute little dimples. I did not just say that…
“Well babe… for starters I’m going to have the bread, for mains I’m going to have the steak…” he pauses before continuing. “And for dessert, I’m going to have…you.” He says winking at me. I force a smirk on my face at his perverted comment.
“We’ll see babe!” is all I say while also winking. I desperately wanted to know more about his history with the waitress but I need to keep flirty Harry with me.
A different waitress comes and takes our orders however she doesn’t really care about Harry or in fact doesn’t even look at him. Hmmmm. Maybe she had a bad history with him? I decide against asking Harry. Damn! There is soo much I want to know but I just can’t break my act! I mentally groan in frustration.
I hadn’t even noticed the waitress had gone until I noticed Harry looking at me, I mean my boobs, again.
“I’m glad you took my advice and wore something sexy today babe because you look mighty fine in that dress.” He says huskily still keeping his gaze on my chest. Well at least I have his full attention…
“Thanks babe not looking too bad yourself!” I say just as huskily back.
Throughout the entire dinner we basically just flirted and flirted causing the blonde waitress to shoot me angry glares however I just ignored this. As soon as I’m done with him, he’s all yours bitch!
Once we had finished and Harry had paid (Which also shocked me!), we left the restaurant in search of Harry’s car. He looked somewhat horny which caused me to smirk. He thought he was going to get laid but that was certainly not going to happen. I just couldn’t wait to get out of this damned dress!
The whole car ride back was tense and quiet which I found quite amusing for Harry. I couldn’t wait to see his face when he gets rejected again. He drove much quicker than we had when we came so he was obviously desperate. We arrived at my house within 5 minutes which I was shocked about. Harry practically legged it out of the car and opened my door.
I swayed my hips as I walked to my front door in attempt to tease him which apparently worked as I heard a groan escape his mouth behind me.
After I had unlocked my door and stepped inside, I was instantly grabbed by the hips and turned around to feel his lips crash onto my own. After a moment, I decided to kiss back to tease him even more. I heard another groan escape his lips as I wound my arms around his neck and used my hands to tug on his curls.
He suddenly pulled back breathless and looked at me with nothing but lust in his eyes.
“Let’s go upstairs baby and finish off what we had this morning.” He says in a desperate voice. I smirk at him and crash my lips back onto his taking him by surprise. I slowly move forwards causing him to move backwards towards the front door. He does not notice this as he is too enticed in the kiss. As soon as I reach the front of the door and he is standing outside, I break away from the kiss and quickly step back and slam the door in his face.
“Not in a million years Styles.” Was all I said before walking upstairs to rid of this disgusting dress.
After my little text conversation with Harry, I decided I needed to buy a new “slutty” dress. When I say slutty, I mean something that shows cleavage. This is soo unlike me! After hitting a few shops in town, I finally found the perfect dress and heels to go with it.
I walked all the way home with a massive grin plastered to my face. I probably looked like a weirdo with these massive shopping bags but I couldn’t care less. My plans here were working out perfectly for me.
A little too perfectly… Something is bound to go wrong!
My subconscious hissed at me but I ignored it completely and tried to keep a positive attitude. Harry was and still is a monster and deserves to be taught a lesson. I mean what’s the worst that could happen if he finds out about me?
He would probably send his whole gang after you and kill you idiot!
I need to stop talking to myself. It’s not normal…
It’s just gone 6 and I decided to get my lazy ass off of the sofa and decide to get ready as Harry would pick me up in an hour.
I headed upstairs and had a quick shower before putting on my new outfit and I had to say… I looked sluttiliy hot. If that’s even a word! I’m soo stupid at times. I shake my head at myself and chuckle.
I jump when I hear my doorbell ring. He’s here and he’s just on time! I quickly look in the mirror once more before making my outfit was just right. I pulled down my dress a little more so it would cover up the knife slash scars that Christa gave me (AN: Chapter 2 :p) before making my way down the stairs. I quickly grab my keys before opening the door to reveal a rather hot Harry.
He was only dressed up in a simple black shirt and chinos yet he still managed to look effortlessly gorgeous. Cut this out Heidi! You have to break his heart! He bullied you in high school for crying out loud! He’s a monster!
I gave me a wicked smirk when he saw me. Let me rephrase that, when he saw my cleavage. I mentally roll my eyes. Well, at least my plan is working.
“Yo Styles! My face is over here!” I say while snapping my fingers and pointing to my face. He merely chuckles at this.
“Sorry babe, but I can’t help it! This dress makes them stand out and-“
“Ok that’s enough let’s go!” I interrupt him not wanting to hear any more of his perverted comments. I walk over to the side of his car waiting for him to open my door, which he doesn’t and walks to his side and gets in. What a gentleman! I yank the car door open and hop in while SLAMMING the door shut to make my point. He only looks at me with confusion and anger in his eyes. The anger probably from me interrupting him as well as slamming his car door. Boys and their cars! I roll my eyes and click in my seatbelt as he exits my driveway.
“So where are we going exactly?” I ask curious to know his reply.
“You’ll see soon enough.” Is all he says. I want to question him further but I stop myself not wanting to make him angrier than he already was.
After a 10 minute drive of utter silence, we finally arrive at a smallish restaurant on the outskirts of the town. It actually looked….decent? Wow! Was Harry Styles making an effort?!
He hopped out of the car but this time to my surprise, he ran over to my side and opened my door as well. I raise my eyebrows at him but I take his hand and hop out and we both walk over, hand in hand, to the pretty restaurant.
As we enter the restaurant, I hear a small bell chime signalling our arrival. A petit blond walks over to us only staring at Harry however he seems unfazed by this.
“Table for two under the name of Styles” he says gruffly. What the fuck is his problem now?! I need to stop asking this question.
The busty waitress nods her head while grabbing two menus and taking us over to our table at the back of the restaurant away from all of the other people. All this while from the corner of my eye, I could spot the waitress practically undressing Harry with her eyes. I got the feeling that Harry “knew” this waitress if you know what I mean!
After we arrived at our table and the waitress left (after one last needy look at Harry of course!), we both sat down at our table and awkwardly stared at each other for a moment before grabbing our menus and looking through to find something we liked. Wow this is awkward. I scanned the menu for something before I heard his raspy voice break my train of thought.
“So, what do ya think?” he asks after clearing his throat. I am sick of his mood changes as I have mentioned probably a gazillion times.
“It’s beautiful Harry. Who knew you would know a place like this?” I ask sneakily trying to get some information out of him about how he knew this place. He looks at me awkwardly and flicks his eyes to the blonde waitress before meeting my heavy gaze again confirming my suspicions of his past with this chick. I didn’t know how to react to this. Should I be pissed at him or ignore the fact that he shagged the girl who works here and probably everyone else here too?
If I was actually myself then I probably would have been pissed but Adriana would be all flirty with him and not really care so I had to keep up my act.
“So what are you having?” I ask him in a sexy voice trying to change the topic and get flirty Harry back. I know I have succeeded when I see his ever familiar smirk and his cute little dimples. I did not just say that…
“Well babe… for starters I’m going to have the bread, for mains I’m going to have the steak…” he pauses before continuing. “And for dessert, I’m going to have…you.” He says winking at me. I force a smirk on my face at his perverted comment.
“We’ll see babe!” is all I say while also winking. I desperately wanted to know more about his history with the waitress but I need to keep flirty Harry with me.
A different waitress comes and takes our orders however she doesn’t really care about Harry or in fact doesn’t even look at him. Hmmmm. Maybe she had a bad history with him? I decide against asking Harry. Damn! There is soo much I want to know but I just can’t break my act! I mentally groan in frustration.
I hadn’t even noticed the waitress had gone until I noticed Harry looking at me, I mean my boobs, again.
“I’m glad you took my advice and wore something sexy today babe because you look mighty fine in that dress.” He says huskily still keeping his gaze on my chest. Well at least I have his full attention…
“Thanks babe not looking too bad yourself!” I say just as huskily back.
Throughout the entire dinner we basically just flirted and flirted causing the blonde waitress to shoot me angry glares however I just ignored this. As soon as I’m done with him, he’s all yours bitch!
Once we had finished and Harry had paid (Which also shocked me!), we left the restaurant in search of Harry’s car. He looked somewhat horny which caused me to smirk. He thought he was going to get laid but that was certainly not going to happen. I just couldn’t wait to get out of this damned dress!
The whole car ride back was tense and quiet which I found quite amusing for Harry. I couldn’t wait to see his face when he gets rejected again. He drove much quicker than we had when we came so he was obviously desperate. We arrived at my house within 5 minutes which I was shocked about. Harry practically legged it out of the car and opened my door.
I swayed my hips as I walked to my front door in attempt to tease him which apparently worked as I heard a groan escape his mouth behind me.
After I had unlocked my door and stepped inside, I was instantly grabbed by the hips and turned around to feel his lips crash onto my own. After a moment, I decided to kiss back to tease him even more. I heard another groan escape his lips as I wound my arms around his neck and used my hands to tug on his curls.
He suddenly pulled back breathless and looked at me with nothing but lust in his eyes.
“Let’s go upstairs baby and finish off what we had this morning.” He says in a desperate voice. I smirk at him and crash my lips back onto his taking him by surprise. I slowly move forwards causing him to move backwards towards the front door. He does not notice this as he is too enticed in the kiss. As soon as I reach the front of the door and he is standing outside, I break away from the kiss and quickly step back and slam the door in his face.
“Not in a million years Styles.” Was all I said before walking upstairs to rid of this disgusting dress.
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