Poison
Chapter 7
Genny's POV
His mom is Caroline styles.. This is insane. How did such a classy and beautiful woman have that for a son. I take my seat at the round table, Harry holding out my chair for me. At least he knows some manners. He slides in to the seat next to mine. Great.
"Hello," a pretty woman sitting next to Harry says to me with a smile. "You must be Genevieve, I'm Caroline Styles."
Omg I'm gonna start hyperventilating. "It's a pleasure Miss Styles," I say and smile politely.
"Please call me Caroline," she says and glances at my dress. Which was designed by her. "I love your dress," she says with a wink.
"Thank you, I absolutely adore the designer," I joke. Caroline laughs and looks at Harry.
"This is the kind of girl I wish you'd date Harry," she says and gestures to me. Oh great she's egging him on. Harry flashes me a dimpled grin. "Why you're so right mother," he says and winks at me. I fight the blush that creeps into my cheeks but by the smirk on Harry's face I can tell I was unsuccessful.
Harrys mother turns to have a conversation with my gran. I glare at Harry. "Why can't you just leave me alone," I hiss at him when no one is looking.
He leans close to me and puts his elbow on the table defiantly. "Because, Barbie, you interest me." He says sexily, gazing into my eyes.
His eyes are so pretty, a beautiful deep green. It's mesmerizing.
"Like what you see Barbie?" He asks with a smirk, startling me. I do like what I see, but he doesn't need to know that. I glare and look away from him, turning towards the conversation between my grandmother and Caroline.
"Genevieve dear," my grandmother says and looks at me. "Have you met Caroline's daughter?"
"I don't believe so," I say politely. I didn't even know she had a daughter. I glance around the table and see a pretty brunette looking at me curiously.
"Hi, I'm Mandy," she says politely.
"Genny," I introduce myself and smile nicely. She's pretty and normal looking.
"Do you go to school with Harry?" Mandy asks and glances at Harry beside me.
"Yes," I say and smile, unfortunately.
"I'm so sorry," Mandy jokes. I laugh as Harry glares at her evilly.
"Hello beautiful," a deep voice says from behind me. I whip around to face Logan, my ex boyfriend. Harry shoots him daggers as I smile back.
"Hey Logan," I say cheerily. Logan and I are on good terms though he wants to get back together and I don't.
"I thought I might see you here," he says with a laugh.
"Well you were right," I reply with a grin. The grin is mostly to annoy Harry. "What are you doing in London though?"
"Family stuff," Logan says shyly and his cheeks flush pink.
"You sure you didn't just want to see me?" I say flirtily and brush my hand along his arm. Harry visible tenses beside me.
"Oh yeah," Logan says with a laugh. "I have missed you though."
Oh geez not this. I plaster a fake smile on though because of how this is affecting Harry. "I've missed you too Logan," I say and squeeze his upper arm. I forgot how muscular he is. Yum.
"Logan dear?" Logan's mother calls from behind him. Her blue eyes sparkle when she sees me and a genuine smile crosses her face. "Well hello Genevieve I had no idea you were here!" She says happily and envelops me in a warm vanilla scented hug.
"Hi Mrs. Graft," I say politely as she pulls away.
She glances between Harry, Logan and I and obviously senses the tension.
"Well darling it is lovely to see you but I must pull Logan away," she says, still smiling.
"I completely understand," I say and nod my head as her and Logan walk away. Logan glances back and gives me one last smile before getting lost in the crowd.
"Who the fuck was that?" Harry asks angrily.
Liam's POV
"Alright hand over the cash," I say threateningly as the guy clutches the black duffle bag. He looks nervous. Good. Sometimes other people don't take me seriously when Harry isn't here. But trust me, I can do just as much damage as him. Maybe even more.
He tosses the bag to me and I catch the strap, smoothly sliding it over my shoulder. I open the bag and glance inside. It looks like it's all there.
"Alright," I say with satisfaction, the guy breathes a sigh of relief as I toss him the other bag on my shoulder.
"Nice doing business with you," I say seriously and turn to walk out of the alley. I climb into the dark car and throw the money in the back seat and start the engine.
A ringing on my phone startles me and I pick up on the second chime. Zayn? What does he want? I swear if he already won the bet....
"Hey man we need you at the house ASAP," his voice says urgently through the receiver.
"I'm on my way," I clip and end the phone call, racing to the house.
His mom is Caroline styles.. This is insane. How did such a classy and beautiful woman have that for a son. I take my seat at the round table, Harry holding out my chair for me. At least he knows some manners. He slides in to the seat next to mine. Great.
"Hello," a pretty woman sitting next to Harry says to me with a smile. "You must be Genevieve, I'm Caroline Styles."
Omg I'm gonna start hyperventilating. "It's a pleasure Miss Styles," I say and smile politely.
"Please call me Caroline," she says and glances at my dress. Which was designed by her. "I love your dress," she says with a wink.
"Thank you, I absolutely adore the designer," I joke. Caroline laughs and looks at Harry.
"This is the kind of girl I wish you'd date Harry," she says and gestures to me. Oh great she's egging him on. Harry flashes me a dimpled grin. "Why you're so right mother," he says and winks at me. I fight the blush that creeps into my cheeks but by the smirk on Harry's face I can tell I was unsuccessful.
Harrys mother turns to have a conversation with my gran. I glare at Harry. "Why can't you just leave me alone," I hiss at him when no one is looking.
He leans close to me and puts his elbow on the table defiantly. "Because, Barbie, you interest me." He says sexily, gazing into my eyes.
His eyes are so pretty, a beautiful deep green. It's mesmerizing.
"Like what you see Barbie?" He asks with a smirk, startling me. I do like what I see, but he doesn't need to know that. I glare and look away from him, turning towards the conversation between my grandmother and Caroline.
"Genevieve dear," my grandmother says and looks at me. "Have you met Caroline's daughter?"
"I don't believe so," I say politely. I didn't even know she had a daughter. I glance around the table and see a pretty brunette looking at me curiously.
"Hi, I'm Mandy," she says politely.
"Genny," I introduce myself and smile nicely. She's pretty and normal looking.
"Do you go to school with Harry?" Mandy asks and glances at Harry beside me.
"Yes," I say and smile, unfortunately.
"I'm so sorry," Mandy jokes. I laugh as Harry glares at her evilly.
"Hello beautiful," a deep voice says from behind me. I whip around to face Logan, my ex boyfriend. Harry shoots him daggers as I smile back.
"Hey Logan," I say cheerily. Logan and I are on good terms though he wants to get back together and I don't.
"I thought I might see you here," he says with a laugh.
"Well you were right," I reply with a grin. The grin is mostly to annoy Harry. "What are you doing in London though?"
"Family stuff," Logan says shyly and his cheeks flush pink.
"You sure you didn't just want to see me?" I say flirtily and brush my hand along his arm. Harry visible tenses beside me.
"Oh yeah," Logan says with a laugh. "I have missed you though."
Oh geez not this. I plaster a fake smile on though because of how this is affecting Harry. "I've missed you too Logan," I say and squeeze his upper arm. I forgot how muscular he is. Yum.
"Logan dear?" Logan's mother calls from behind him. Her blue eyes sparkle when she sees me and a genuine smile crosses her face. "Well hello Genevieve I had no idea you were here!" She says happily and envelops me in a warm vanilla scented hug.
"Hi Mrs. Graft," I say politely as she pulls away.
She glances between Harry, Logan and I and obviously senses the tension.
"Well darling it is lovely to see you but I must pull Logan away," she says, still smiling.
"I completely understand," I say and nod my head as her and Logan walk away. Logan glances back and gives me one last smile before getting lost in the crowd.
"Who the fuck was that?" Harry asks angrily.
Liam's POV
"Alright hand over the cash," I say threateningly as the guy clutches the black duffle bag. He looks nervous. Good. Sometimes other people don't take me seriously when Harry isn't here. But trust me, I can do just as much damage as him. Maybe even more.
He tosses the bag to me and I catch the strap, smoothly sliding it over my shoulder. I open the bag and glance inside. It looks like it's all there.
"Alright," I say with satisfaction, the guy breathes a sigh of relief as I toss him the other bag on my shoulder.
"Nice doing business with you," I say seriously and turn to walk out of the alley. I climb into the dark car and throw the money in the back seat and start the engine.
A ringing on my phone startles me and I pick up on the second chime. Zayn? What does he want? I swear if he already won the bet....
"Hey man we need you at the house ASAP," his voice says urgently through the receiver.
"I'm on my way," I clip and end the phone call, racing to the house.
Why Louis?? Couldn't you sense her uncertainty?
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