Broken
Chapter 8
I got home and showered before changing into this http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=104538762 I’d started losing weight again recently and I was glad I needed to, normally I wear size 12 but lately my clothes were feeling loose on me. I grabbed my phone and keys as I heard El beep her horn from outside. She was on my side in this one and we’d decided not to tell Dani and Pez.
‘You look amazing’ She complimented as I got in
‘As do you Miss Caulder’ I replied with a smile as she drove off
‘Dani Is gunna flip when she finds out you’re coming’ El spoke up and I was surprised at her confession
‘Why?’
‘She’s of the view as Harry, she doesn’t think you fit in’ um well ouch that’s nice
‘Jeez does everyone think I should be at home with a book or what?’ I asked
‘I don’t, you’ve got the right to be who you want and to be honest Harry shouldn’t be trying to stop you, he just wants to be the one to take away your innocence’ she spoke and I chuckled
‘That’s funny I told him the exact same thing’ I replied
‘So you spoke to him’
‘Yup, he didn’t really say anything though, he just stood there’ I explained
‘That’s unusual I’d of expected him to flip out at you’
‘Yeah me too’ I replied as we pulled up outside Liam’s
‘C’mon let’s get a drink’ El spoke as she grabbed my hand to lead me inside
About an hour later and I was drunk, and there was no sign of Harry. I made my way to join the dancing sweaty bodies. I let my hips move along to the music and it wasn’t long before I felt a pair of hands grab my hips to pull me against their crotch. I could tell just by the hands that it wasn’t harry but I didn’t care, I moved my hips in sync with theirs as they left kisses along my shoulder. I turned myself around and came face to face with a tall boy with short brown Hair and really really defined cheekbones and he was hot. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he leaned in but we were interrupted.
'What the fuck are you doing?' I heard a gruff voice shout above the music I barely had time to say anything to stop him as His fist made contact with the other boys jaw, I suddenly wasn't feeling so drunk anymore.
'Harry stop' I shouted as I attempted to pull him off. I dug my fingers into his shoulder and shook him lightly. He whipped his head round and glared at me, His eyes had turned that horrible shade of black and it sent shivers down my spine.
'Harry, c'mon lets go outside' I soothed in an attempt to calm him down; He just shrugged me off and stormed out of the house.
‘Look I’m sorry’ I apologized to the other boy as he wiped the blood from his nose
‘It’s cool’ He shrugged it off
‘I should go find him’ I muttered as I grabbed my newly claimed bottle of vodka before heading outside to find Harry. I left the house and saw Harry leaning against a wall.
‘What the fuck are you playing at?’ He spat at me as I sat beside him
‘Me?, oh because acting like a jealous monster is totally normal’ I replied sarcastically as I took a swig of drink from the bottle, it burned but it helped.
‘I’m not jealous’ He shouted at me as he tried to take the bottle out of my hands
‘Really so why did you punch him then?’
‘I just got angry when I saw him with his hands all over you’
‘You know what Harry, you can’t just keep telling yourself that you’re not jealous because its bullshit and you know it’ I replied taking another mouthful of vodka
‘I don’t want you to change and become something you’re not’ he mumbled and I chuckled slightly
‘But I don’t want to be what everyone thinks I am, I want to be able to surprise people’ I replied
‘Then we have a problem’
‘Why?’
‘Because I don’t want a bad girl, I want a good one’
‘No you don’t, you’re just saying that to get me into to bed’
‘Maybe I am, maybe I’m not, but I do know one thing, I don’t like seeing you with anyone else but me’ I looked at him and his eyes were back to their usual shad of bright green but they were hiding his real emotions which were lying much deeper under the surface.
'do you need a ride home?' He offered, obviously trying to change the subject
'Sure, but first we're going to dance' I demanded, pulling him towards the house
'I'm not dancing with you Fran'
'Yes you are Harry'
'No I'm not' he's so fucking stubborn
'okay, I'm going home then' my mood had dropped at his refusal to dance with me and I just wanted to get home.
'okay' He replied grabbing my wrist and leading me towards the car, we reached the front door and I yanked my wrist free
'I'll walk thanks' I replied before storming off down the road, which was a hard task when you're still pissed and in heels
'for gods sake Fran get in the car before I put you In' He shouted heading after me
'I'm not getting in the car with you Harry' I shouted back
'well I'm not letting you walk home on your own dressed like that' He spat
'you can't stop me Harry' I yelled walking away from him again
'For fuck Sake' he muttered as he spun me round and picked me up, He carried me back to the car kicking and shouting.
'Harry Fucking put me down' I screamed, as he opened the passenger door and dropped me into the sit, and slamming the door before I could get out.
'now if you'd just got in the car this wouldn't of happened' He chuckled
'Fuck off Styles' I spat as I turned and stared out the window, I was in his car again, this needs to stop happening.
He pulled up at my house and I jumped out slamming the door shut before he'd even turned the engine off.
'Jesus Fran, would you chill out' Harry spoke coming up behind me
'would you like fuck off already?' I hissed
'nope' he replied pushing me up against the wall, I could feel his hardness against me and I felt my breath hitch in my throat.
'Harry' I warned
'just so you know, I'm going to kiss you' He replied crashing his lips against mine, I was too drunk to stay mad at him when he was kissing me like this so I didn't push him away I went with it, I ran my fingers through his hair, tugging on his curls, he groaned against me as he slipped his tongue inside my mouth. I nibbled on his bottom lip before pulling away.
'Goodnight Harold' I said as I slipped under his arm and unlocked my front door.
'Wait' he called
'What?' I was getting annoyed, could he not just let me go
'give me your phone' He demanded holding out his hand, I handed my phone over and watched him type something before he handed it back.
'Goodnight Fran' He winked before turning and heading into his own house.
I grabbed a glass of water before heading upstairs to bed, I checked my phone and saw that Harry had saved his number into my phone.
'Sexy styles, REALLY ?!?!' he replied almost instantly
'obviously, what else would I put?'
'Harold, would of done fine'
'Change it then :P, nice legs by the way;)'
'Go to sleep Harold' I replied before putting my phone down and drifting off to sleep.
‘You look amazing’ She complimented as I got in
‘As do you Miss Caulder’ I replied with a smile as she drove off
‘Dani Is gunna flip when she finds out you’re coming’ El spoke up and I was surprised at her confession
‘Why?’
‘She’s of the view as Harry, she doesn’t think you fit in’ um well ouch that’s nice
‘Jeez does everyone think I should be at home with a book or what?’ I asked
‘I don’t, you’ve got the right to be who you want and to be honest Harry shouldn’t be trying to stop you, he just wants to be the one to take away your innocence’ she spoke and I chuckled
‘That’s funny I told him the exact same thing’ I replied
‘So you spoke to him’
‘Yup, he didn’t really say anything though, he just stood there’ I explained
‘That’s unusual I’d of expected him to flip out at you’
‘Yeah me too’ I replied as we pulled up outside Liam’s
‘C’mon let’s get a drink’ El spoke as she grabbed my hand to lead me inside
About an hour later and I was drunk, and there was no sign of Harry. I made my way to join the dancing sweaty bodies. I let my hips move along to the music and it wasn’t long before I felt a pair of hands grab my hips to pull me against their crotch. I could tell just by the hands that it wasn’t harry but I didn’t care, I moved my hips in sync with theirs as they left kisses along my shoulder. I turned myself around and came face to face with a tall boy with short brown Hair and really really defined cheekbones and he was hot. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he leaned in but we were interrupted.
'What the fuck are you doing?' I heard a gruff voice shout above the music I barely had time to say anything to stop him as His fist made contact with the other boys jaw, I suddenly wasn't feeling so drunk anymore.
'Harry stop' I shouted as I attempted to pull him off. I dug my fingers into his shoulder and shook him lightly. He whipped his head round and glared at me, His eyes had turned that horrible shade of black and it sent shivers down my spine.
'Harry, c'mon lets go outside' I soothed in an attempt to calm him down; He just shrugged me off and stormed out of the house.
‘Look I’m sorry’ I apologized to the other boy as he wiped the blood from his nose
‘It’s cool’ He shrugged it off
‘I should go find him’ I muttered as I grabbed my newly claimed bottle of vodka before heading outside to find Harry. I left the house and saw Harry leaning against a wall.
‘What the fuck are you playing at?’ He spat at me as I sat beside him
‘Me?, oh because acting like a jealous monster is totally normal’ I replied sarcastically as I took a swig of drink from the bottle, it burned but it helped.
‘I’m not jealous’ He shouted at me as he tried to take the bottle out of my hands
‘Really so why did you punch him then?’
‘I just got angry when I saw him with his hands all over you’
‘You know what Harry, you can’t just keep telling yourself that you’re not jealous because its bullshit and you know it’ I replied taking another mouthful of vodka
‘I don’t want you to change and become something you’re not’ he mumbled and I chuckled slightly
‘But I don’t want to be what everyone thinks I am, I want to be able to surprise people’ I replied
‘Then we have a problem’
‘Why?’
‘Because I don’t want a bad girl, I want a good one’
‘No you don’t, you’re just saying that to get me into to bed’
‘Maybe I am, maybe I’m not, but I do know one thing, I don’t like seeing you with anyone else but me’ I looked at him and his eyes were back to their usual shad of bright green but they were hiding his real emotions which were lying much deeper under the surface.
'do you need a ride home?' He offered, obviously trying to change the subject
'Sure, but first we're going to dance' I demanded, pulling him towards the house
'I'm not dancing with you Fran'
'Yes you are Harry'
'No I'm not' he's so fucking stubborn
'okay, I'm going home then' my mood had dropped at his refusal to dance with me and I just wanted to get home.
'okay' He replied grabbing my wrist and leading me towards the car, we reached the front door and I yanked my wrist free
'I'll walk thanks' I replied before storming off down the road, which was a hard task when you're still pissed and in heels
'for gods sake Fran get in the car before I put you In' He shouted heading after me
'I'm not getting in the car with you Harry' I shouted back
'well I'm not letting you walk home on your own dressed like that' He spat
'you can't stop me Harry' I yelled walking away from him again
'For fuck Sake' he muttered as he spun me round and picked me up, He carried me back to the car kicking and shouting.
'Harry Fucking put me down' I screamed, as he opened the passenger door and dropped me into the sit, and slamming the door before I could get out.
'now if you'd just got in the car this wouldn't of happened' He chuckled
'Fuck off Styles' I spat as I turned and stared out the window, I was in his car again, this needs to stop happening.
He pulled up at my house and I jumped out slamming the door shut before he'd even turned the engine off.
'Jesus Fran, would you chill out' Harry spoke coming up behind me
'would you like fuck off already?' I hissed
'nope' he replied pushing me up against the wall, I could feel his hardness against me and I felt my breath hitch in my throat.
'Harry' I warned
'just so you know, I'm going to kiss you' He replied crashing his lips against mine, I was too drunk to stay mad at him when he was kissing me like this so I didn't push him away I went with it, I ran my fingers through his hair, tugging on his curls, he groaned against me as he slipped his tongue inside my mouth. I nibbled on his bottom lip before pulling away.
'Goodnight Harold' I said as I slipped under his arm and unlocked my front door.
'Wait' he called
'What?' I was getting annoyed, could he not just let me go
'give me your phone' He demanded holding out his hand, I handed my phone over and watched him type something before he handed it back.
'Goodnight Fran' He winked before turning and heading into his own house.
I grabbed a glass of water before heading upstairs to bed, I checked my phone and saw that Harry had saved his number into my phone.
'Sexy styles, REALLY ?!?!' he replied almost instantly
'obviously, what else would I put?'
'Harold, would of done fine'
'Change it then :P, nice legs by the way;)'
'Go to sleep Harold' I replied before putting my phone down and drifting off to sleep.
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12/17/14