Christina and the Boys
Party
All of us spent a few moments complimenting eachother, then walked down the grand staircase to find that the boys had lavishly decorated the house to masquerade tastes. It was beautiful in a frightening way, and the boys were too. They all had their masks on, and it frightened me a tad bit, not being able to see their faces. Although, I could tell them apart from their hair, and of course, Harry's piercing green eyes popped through his black and silver mask. I ran to him, and gave him a giant hug. Then, I tried to find Anne.
"Where is Anne?" I asked, adjusting my mask.
"She isn't here yet, she and Robin are still getting ready," he said, brushing a stray hair back from my face.
"When does it start exactly?" I asked, as there were a few cars pulling up, and beautiful people stepping out from them.
"In a few moments, I said it starts at 8:30 so that we can party all night," Harry smiled crookedly and I forgot my protest.
"Alright, I'll go play hostess," I said, pecking him on the cheek and practically dancing to the front door. I was greeted by hugs and swarms of people. Very high up in society, I would imagine, all dressed in flowing clothes and suits, with masks covering their faces. I could tell Cher from her voice, and she gave me a giant hug. Everyone was beautiful, and to be honest, I felt dull in compairson. Harry came up to me with an Apple Martini.
"Here you are, Miss Beautiful," he whispered into my ear.
"Thank you, may I catch your name, Sir?" I ask, playing along with the game we have created to keep ourselves anonymous, even though it didn't really work with his unmistakeable hair.
"Harry, here to be your prince charming," he said, swooping in for a kiss. I pulled away and took a sip of my drink.
"Nice to meet you, and I suppose you already know who I am," I said, teasingly.
"Why do you keep drinking?" Harry asked, truly intrigued.
"I can tell this is gonna be one hell of a night," I shrugged and gestured to the unmistakable locks of golden hair that could only be Taylor's.
"Well, let's make it our night, yeah?" Harry said, grabbing my waist and pulling me away from the door. Harry and I started laughing and dancing. We were free, we had wings and were never going to fall. We were dancing when Anne walked down. She was absolutely gorgeous, and everybody stopped to watch her come down the grand staircase. Anne was in an all black dress that fitted her curves nicely. There was a sparkly silver neck and black jewels all around the top part of the dress. Her hair was curled, and her mask matched her dress. Her lips were painted a black colour and her eyes were silver covered. Her black shoes showed off her calves, and her general mood was cast throughout the party. Anne felt sexy, so every other girl suddenly felt beautiful too. A weird thing, but I know that it happened.
**HARRY'S POV**
My mom was beautiful, but I couldn't help but chuckle at Christina's reaction to her coming down the stairs. Christina clutched her heart and looked dreamily up at her. It looked like Christina couldn't believe that it was possible for someone to be that pretty, but what she didn't realize is that she was that beautiful. I could tell that she felt a slight bit horrendous compared to the other girls in the more fancy outfits, but she really was beautiful.
When I saw her, something went pwang in my heart, and I couldn't resist but to stare. I didn't want her to skip off to play hostess, but she did, and I watched her sullenly. Liam laughed.
"You got it hard, man," he said.
"She is just so damn pretty," I muttered.
"And she's all yours," Liam said, patting my back. I smiled, I loved the way that sounded. But then I remembered, I'd invited Taylor.
**CHRISTINA'S POV**
Taylor and some big burly guy walked up to me, Taylor smirked, hatred and evil plans sparking in her eyes. Blue was usually a calming color of eyes, but Taylor's looked cold and hard, like she was planning my demise.
"Hello, Christina," she said, a smile too sweet to be true.
"Hello, Taylor," I said, trying not to let myself go. Even though I loathed her, I had to play nice. Harry was watching uncertainly from across the room, Liam. Louis, Niall, and Zayn looking like they were ready to back Harry up. Tatiana was a few feet from me, as was El, Dani, and Perrie.
"So how is Harry going? You two getting along smashingly," she said. The dirt behind her voice rang out with every word.
"It's hard, but it is amazing," Tatiana let out a hysterical giggle.
"How about you and I settle this in a true way?" she said, clearing her throat.
"I wasn't aware we were in an argument, Harry is mine. Has been for a while, really!" I said, perkily.
"You inconsiderate bitch," Taylor spat, although I was really uncertain as to how I was being inconsiderate, "Don't you see that he is mine? He cheated on you with ME!" Taylor thrust out some photos, and sure enough, Harry was in the picture, with Taylor.
The colour drained from my face, and I could hear her smirk and say that's all. I froze where I was, it felt like a ton of bricks had been put on my chest. The normal side of me argued that it was just photoshop, but another part of me couldn't help but doubt. Harry was a ladies man, and I knew that Taylor was his type, or at least, the type he'd said on every live interview to ladies across the globe.
Tatiana was at my side in a second, "What happened, what did she hand you?" she said, shaking me and trying to get me to breathe. I handed her the paper and choked, I let tears run down my face and I ran up the stairs. I heard the girls follow me and come into the room I was crying in. My mask was thrown on the floor, and I was curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. It was Harry and I's room, the room I'd told him secrets, where I'd had sex with him because I trusted him. The room where he tickled me into tears, and the room where I'd fallen in love. Apparently, he hadn't fallen in love with me, or at least, not the way I fell for him. Hard and fast.
**HARRY'S POV**
Taylor handed Christina a bunch of pictures, and knew instantly what they were. Taylor and I had hooked up before I was dating Christina, and no doubt those were the photos that were given to Christina. I saw her start to shake and cry and watched the color drain from her face. I watched her thrust the photos at Tatiana then run upstairs. I saw the girls run after her, looks of confusion and rage on their faces. Tatiana and El had seen the photos, and I knew that they were enraged by me. I grabbed Louis.
"She just pulled out the photos," I said, stunned. Taylor came over.
"Hey baby," she said and pecked my cheek.
"Go away Taylor, I'm dating Christina," I said, pushing her away. Her fake smile never faded as she laughed.
"Not for long, I bet," she said evily and walked away. I thudded up the stairs after Christina only to hear the wails and screams of someone who has just been hurt very badly. I heard the girls trying to soothe her, and I heard Tatiana cursing my name with words I didn't even know existed. Danielle stepped out of the locked room, and looked me straight in the eye.
"I hope it was worth it, Harry, because I don't think Christina is going to forgive you. Or come back," she said, rage playing in her eyes.
"What do you mean, come back?" I asked, confused.
"She is thinking about leaving, Harry, she can't handle you. You're too much for her, you and your multiple women," Danielle spat. She walked off to her room and came back with some chocolate and candles. I went to walk in with her, but she shut the door in my face with a growl.
**CHRISTINA'S POV**
I knew I was being ridiculous, I couldn't have possibly expected that Harry was exclusively mine. I was wailing like crazy, and the girls were trying to soothe me. I got up and ripped off the dress. I tore through the room shoving things in their right bags and putting on jeans and a tee. I braided my hair and didn't bother to wipe the streaked makeup off my face.
"What are you doing?" El asked, packing up a pair of shoes.
"I am packing, because I think I need to leave," I said, my voice cracking because I wanted to cry again. I wasn't wanting to leave, but I knew that I was holding Harry back from Taylor. A part of me still screamed rational explanations, like maybe it was before we were dating, maybe it was photoshop. But the dominant-and hurt-part of me still believed it was real. Harry Styles cheated on me, and I couldn't bear to be here any longer.
**TATIANA'S POV**
I saw a flurry of emotions play on her face, and I knew well enough what Taylor had handed her. Oh how I was wrong.
It was horrible, those pictures, and seeing her crumple like that. It was like someone had shover her against a wall and squished her, then commanded her to breathe. It was worse than the time that Taylor texted her under Kyle's name. It was worse than seeing her break over and over whenever a boy would call her trash, and when I'd ask why it hurt so much, she'd just play it off. I felt like someone had shoved a hot poker down my throat when she said she was going to leave.
Danielle was more than angry at Harry, because apparently he'd stolen a few of Zayn's girls, and now that he had his own, he couldn't keep her. She walked out to get chocolate and candles, and some water for Christina. I could hear Harry ask her in confusion what was wrong, and her snippy reply. She was so ferocious, even though she was so fragile-looking at times.
She stormed back in with the chocolate and such, and handing it to Christina, she sat down on the bed. I shot her a warning look, and Danielle finally realized that all of Christina's things were packed. She knew what this meant.
"Are you leaving?" El asked softly. El was so good at things like this.
"I think I might, even just for a little while. I need to work things out," Christina said, grabbing her wallet.
**CHRISTINA'S POV**
I grabbed my wallet and started throwing my bags over my shoulder. Perrie looked at me uncertainly, then handed me a note that she had apparently written.
Dear Christina,
In the time that you have been with us, I would love for you to know that I love you and will forevermore love you. Harry doesn't know a good thing when he gets it, and I just hope that one day you will come back to us, even just to visit. Know that all of us love you, and that Harry does love you, he just does stupid things.
Perrie was expecting Harry to do something stupid, or maybe she'd written this when I was wailing. I didn't care, the feeling was there. Tatiana and El grabbed some of my bags, while Dani and Perrie went out to tell Harry I was leaving.
I walked out and nobody noticed, except for the boys. They stared at me when I walked out of the door, but came running when it hit them that I was leaving.
"Christina, don't go, Harry needs to talk to you!" Liam said, banging on the window. I mimed "I love you" with my mouth and drove off. I was alone in the car, and I was crying. I was bawling again, like someone had stuck a knife in my chest. My phone wouldn't stop going off, so I turned it off and threw it in the back. I turned on my inner singer and started singing.
"Only you could hurt me this bad
Only you could make me feel sad
You said you were right for me
But you turned out to be
A monster, hiding under my bed
A monster, digging through my head
A moster, trying to be mine
And you aren't sorry you hurt me
You're not sorry you bruised me
You're not sorry you bashed me
You're just sorry you got caught," I choked out the last phrase. I would have to write that down, but right now my heart wasn't in it. I started thinking of their song, but I had to cut myself off. I couldn't bear to think of them.
I pulled into a hotel parking lot and ran in. The lady at the desk saw who I was and my face, and she was sympathetic.
"I am so sorry honey," she said, handing me my roomkey. I thanked her and grabbed my bags to go to my room. I collapsed into my bed and lost it. The pain overtook me and I drifted off into a nightmarish sleep.
I was running, from what, I didn't know. I was watching it all play out, and I didn't like what I saw. Harry was gone, and I was trying to find him. I heard him talking in his sexy voice, and wondered if he was luring me over to him. I searched for vigilantly for him, and finally found him. I stopped breathing, he was with Taylor. My heart dropped. Harry smiled evily, then kissed Taylor so deeply and passionately that I couldn't help but believe that they were in love. Taylor laughed.
"I told you so," she whispered.
I awoke to the ringing of my phone. It was Tatiana.
"Where is Anne?" I asked, adjusting my mask.
"She isn't here yet, she and Robin are still getting ready," he said, brushing a stray hair back from my face.
"When does it start exactly?" I asked, as there were a few cars pulling up, and beautiful people stepping out from them.
"In a few moments, I said it starts at 8:30 so that we can party all night," Harry smiled crookedly and I forgot my protest.
"Alright, I'll go play hostess," I said, pecking him on the cheek and practically dancing to the front door. I was greeted by hugs and swarms of people. Very high up in society, I would imagine, all dressed in flowing clothes and suits, with masks covering their faces. I could tell Cher from her voice, and she gave me a giant hug. Everyone was beautiful, and to be honest, I felt dull in compairson. Harry came up to me with an Apple Martini.
"Here you are, Miss Beautiful," he whispered into my ear.
"Thank you, may I catch your name, Sir?" I ask, playing along with the game we have created to keep ourselves anonymous, even though it didn't really work with his unmistakeable hair.
"Harry, here to be your prince charming," he said, swooping in for a kiss. I pulled away and took a sip of my drink.
"Nice to meet you, and I suppose you already know who I am," I said, teasingly.
"Why do you keep drinking?" Harry asked, truly intrigued.
"I can tell this is gonna be one hell of a night," I shrugged and gestured to the unmistakable locks of golden hair that could only be Taylor's.
"Well, let's make it our night, yeah?" Harry said, grabbing my waist and pulling me away from the door. Harry and I started laughing and dancing. We were free, we had wings and were never going to fall. We were dancing when Anne walked down. She was absolutely gorgeous, and everybody stopped to watch her come down the grand staircase. Anne was in an all black dress that fitted her curves nicely. There was a sparkly silver neck and black jewels all around the top part of the dress. Her hair was curled, and her mask matched her dress. Her lips were painted a black colour and her eyes were silver covered. Her black shoes showed off her calves, and her general mood was cast throughout the party. Anne felt sexy, so every other girl suddenly felt beautiful too. A weird thing, but I know that it happened.
**HARRY'S POV**
My mom was beautiful, but I couldn't help but chuckle at Christina's reaction to her coming down the stairs. Christina clutched her heart and looked dreamily up at her. It looked like Christina couldn't believe that it was possible for someone to be that pretty, but what she didn't realize is that she was that beautiful. I could tell that she felt a slight bit horrendous compared to the other girls in the more fancy outfits, but she really was beautiful.
When I saw her, something went pwang in my heart, and I couldn't resist but to stare. I didn't want her to skip off to play hostess, but she did, and I watched her sullenly. Liam laughed.
"You got it hard, man," he said.
"She is just so damn pretty," I muttered.
"And she's all yours," Liam said, patting my back. I smiled, I loved the way that sounded. But then I remembered, I'd invited Taylor.
**CHRISTINA'S POV**
Taylor and some big burly guy walked up to me, Taylor smirked, hatred and evil plans sparking in her eyes. Blue was usually a calming color of eyes, but Taylor's looked cold and hard, like she was planning my demise.
"Hello, Christina," she said, a smile too sweet to be true.
"Hello, Taylor," I said, trying not to let myself go. Even though I loathed her, I had to play nice. Harry was watching uncertainly from across the room, Liam. Louis, Niall, and Zayn looking like they were ready to back Harry up. Tatiana was a few feet from me, as was El, Dani, and Perrie.
"So how is Harry going? You two getting along smashingly," she said. The dirt behind her voice rang out with every word.
"It's hard, but it is amazing," Tatiana let out a hysterical giggle.
"How about you and I settle this in a true way?" she said, clearing her throat.
"I wasn't aware we were in an argument, Harry is mine. Has been for a while, really!" I said, perkily.
"You inconsiderate bitch," Taylor spat, although I was really uncertain as to how I was being inconsiderate, "Don't you see that he is mine? He cheated on you with ME!" Taylor thrust out some photos, and sure enough, Harry was in the picture, with Taylor.
The colour drained from my face, and I could hear her smirk and say that's all. I froze where I was, it felt like a ton of bricks had been put on my chest. The normal side of me argued that it was just photoshop, but another part of me couldn't help but doubt. Harry was a ladies man, and I knew that Taylor was his type, or at least, the type he'd said on every live interview to ladies across the globe.
Tatiana was at my side in a second, "What happened, what did she hand you?" she said, shaking me and trying to get me to breathe. I handed her the paper and choked, I let tears run down my face and I ran up the stairs. I heard the girls follow me and come into the room I was crying in. My mask was thrown on the floor, and I was curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. It was Harry and I's room, the room I'd told him secrets, where I'd had sex with him because I trusted him. The room where he tickled me into tears, and the room where I'd fallen in love. Apparently, he hadn't fallen in love with me, or at least, not the way I fell for him. Hard and fast.
**HARRY'S POV**
Taylor handed Christina a bunch of pictures, and knew instantly what they were. Taylor and I had hooked up before I was dating Christina, and no doubt those were the photos that were given to Christina. I saw her start to shake and cry and watched the color drain from her face. I watched her thrust the photos at Tatiana then run upstairs. I saw the girls run after her, looks of confusion and rage on their faces. Tatiana and El had seen the photos, and I knew that they were enraged by me. I grabbed Louis.
"She just pulled out the photos," I said, stunned. Taylor came over.
"Hey baby," she said and pecked my cheek.
"Go away Taylor, I'm dating Christina," I said, pushing her away. Her fake smile never faded as she laughed.
"Not for long, I bet," she said evily and walked away. I thudded up the stairs after Christina only to hear the wails and screams of someone who has just been hurt very badly. I heard the girls trying to soothe her, and I heard Tatiana cursing my name with words I didn't even know existed. Danielle stepped out of the locked room, and looked me straight in the eye.
"I hope it was worth it, Harry, because I don't think Christina is going to forgive you. Or come back," she said, rage playing in her eyes.
"What do you mean, come back?" I asked, confused.
"She is thinking about leaving, Harry, she can't handle you. You're too much for her, you and your multiple women," Danielle spat. She walked off to her room and came back with some chocolate and candles. I went to walk in with her, but she shut the door in my face with a growl.
**CHRISTINA'S POV**
I knew I was being ridiculous, I couldn't have possibly expected that Harry was exclusively mine. I was wailing like crazy, and the girls were trying to soothe me. I got up and ripped off the dress. I tore through the room shoving things in their right bags and putting on jeans and a tee. I braided my hair and didn't bother to wipe the streaked makeup off my face.
"What are you doing?" El asked, packing up a pair of shoes.
"I am packing, because I think I need to leave," I said, my voice cracking because I wanted to cry again. I wasn't wanting to leave, but I knew that I was holding Harry back from Taylor. A part of me still screamed rational explanations, like maybe it was before we were dating, maybe it was photoshop. But the dominant-and hurt-part of me still believed it was real. Harry Styles cheated on me, and I couldn't bear to be here any longer.
**TATIANA'S POV**
I saw a flurry of emotions play on her face, and I knew well enough what Taylor had handed her. Oh how I was wrong.
It was horrible, those pictures, and seeing her crumple like that. It was like someone had shover her against a wall and squished her, then commanded her to breathe. It was worse than the time that Taylor texted her under Kyle's name. It was worse than seeing her break over and over whenever a boy would call her trash, and when I'd ask why it hurt so much, she'd just play it off. I felt like someone had shoved a hot poker down my throat when she said she was going to leave.
Danielle was more than angry at Harry, because apparently he'd stolen a few of Zayn's girls, and now that he had his own, he couldn't keep her. She walked out to get chocolate and candles, and some water for Christina. I could hear Harry ask her in confusion what was wrong, and her snippy reply. She was so ferocious, even though she was so fragile-looking at times.
She stormed back in with the chocolate and such, and handing it to Christina, she sat down on the bed. I shot her a warning look, and Danielle finally realized that all of Christina's things were packed. She knew what this meant.
"Are you leaving?" El asked softly. El was so good at things like this.
"I think I might, even just for a little while. I need to work things out," Christina said, grabbing her wallet.
**CHRISTINA'S POV**
I grabbed my wallet and started throwing my bags over my shoulder. Perrie looked at me uncertainly, then handed me a note that she had apparently written.
Dear Christina,
In the time that you have been with us, I would love for you to know that I love you and will forevermore love you. Harry doesn't know a good thing when he gets it, and I just hope that one day you will come back to us, even just to visit. Know that all of us love you, and that Harry does love you, he just does stupid things.
Perrie was expecting Harry to do something stupid, or maybe she'd written this when I was wailing. I didn't care, the feeling was there. Tatiana and El grabbed some of my bags, while Dani and Perrie went out to tell Harry I was leaving.
I walked out and nobody noticed, except for the boys. They stared at me when I walked out of the door, but came running when it hit them that I was leaving.
"Christina, don't go, Harry needs to talk to you!" Liam said, banging on the window. I mimed "I love you" with my mouth and drove off. I was alone in the car, and I was crying. I was bawling again, like someone had stuck a knife in my chest. My phone wouldn't stop going off, so I turned it off and threw it in the back. I turned on my inner singer and started singing.
"Only you could hurt me this bad
Only you could make me feel sad
You said you were right for me
But you turned out to be
A monster, hiding under my bed
A monster, digging through my head
A moster, trying to be mine
And you aren't sorry you hurt me
You're not sorry you bruised me
You're not sorry you bashed me
You're just sorry you got caught," I choked out the last phrase. I would have to write that down, but right now my heart wasn't in it. I started thinking of their song, but I had to cut myself off. I couldn't bear to think of them.
I pulled into a hotel parking lot and ran in. The lady at the desk saw who I was and my face, and she was sympathetic.
"I am so sorry honey," she said, handing me my roomkey. I thanked her and grabbed my bags to go to my room. I collapsed into my bed and lost it. The pain overtook me and I drifted off into a nightmarish sleep.
I was running, from what, I didn't know. I was watching it all play out, and I didn't like what I saw. Harry was gone, and I was trying to find him. I heard him talking in his sexy voice, and wondered if he was luring me over to him. I searched for vigilantly for him, and finally found him. I stopped breathing, he was with Taylor. My heart dropped. Harry smiled evily, then kissed Taylor so deeply and passionately that I couldn't help but believe that they were in love. Taylor laughed.
"I told you so," she whispered.
I awoke to the ringing of my phone. It was Tatiana.
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2/17/13