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His Soul

Good Girl

Diana's POV
"You shouldn't listen to everything your parents say", he whispers into my ear tauntingly. His hot breath hits the back of my neck and sends shivers up my spine.
"You shouldn't break the rules. They're called rules for a reason", I say back, having just enough courage to talk.
He chuckles darkly, "Sweetie, some rules are meant to be broken"
"Not the ones of violence. You shouldn't hit a girl", I say, my voice dry and croaky. Another dark chuckle.
The pitch darkness didn't help in this situation. Yes, I've seen his face before, but this was never supposed to happen. "C-Can't you just let me go?", I stutter.
"I'm afraid not babe. I've seemed to take a liking to you. I mean, you're very pretty", I feel his hands push my hand over the front of my shoulder, giving him full access to my neck. His warm lips pressed to my skin, making me gasp and try to pull away, but his arm snakes around my waist.
"Don't you ever get sick of always having to please your parents?", he asked, "Don't you get sick of having to look a certain way and act a certain way?"
"Y-yes", I whisper.
"You shouldn't have to put up with your parents constantly screaming at you because you don't live up to their expectations", he says softly, changing his tone. A moment ago he was dark and flirty, now he seems like he actually cares. He didn't seem to care when he snatched me off the street and threw me into the trunk of his car.
"I know", I say in the same tone I used previously.
"Don't you ever just want to run away? Get away from your pushy parents and stuck up and snobby sisters?", he asked. I nodded my head, then saying 'Yes' after realizing that he couldn't hear me.
"Where have you always wanted to go? You favourite place on earth?", he asked.
I've always hated living her in Washington. I've always hated living in a huge mansion with my parents and sisters.
"London", I say quietly.
"Perfect", his voice turned bad again. Like he was happy I chose that place.
"You're going to go home. You're going to act normal around your parents. You're going to tell them that you were talking to your math teacher because he wanted to congratulate you on your high grades and success. Suck up to them. Kiss their asses and act normal. At Midnight, leave your window unlocked and have your bags packed", he spoke, turning me around to face him, even though I couldn't see a thing.
"I don't think I could leave", I say, scared.
"Diana, you said it yourself, you admitted you don't like having to be the golden child. You want to leave, I am granting you that wish. Think of yourself for once Diana", he says. His lips brushed against my cheek. I felt the heat rise to my face and I inched away a little. "Don't be shy", he whispered.

The lights flickered on and his face became visible. He smirked and stepped towards me.
For a few weeks now, Harry has been running into me regularly. First, I saw him staring at me from across the street as I stood in my bedroom. Next, he was driving past my house and sitting in Starbucks while I ordered. He also started following me and our first conversation is when he purposely spilled his coffee on me when I was walking home.
And now, he dragged me into his car and into his house. I wasn't scared. Just confused.

As his chest pressed against mine, I gasped a little and tried to step back, ending up against the wall.
His hands pressed against the wall either side of my head before the smirk grew larger. "I really want to kiss you right now", he whispered, observing each of my features.
I didn't say a thing. His lips brushed against my forehead, down my cheek, neck and collar bone. Before his face was directly in front of mine and he was staring at my lips.

You probably think I'm crazy, knowing that I only just met this boy and he is telling me he wants to kiss me and I am not doing anything about it.
But, I'm in shock! I can't really do much! Plus, I'm a push over, as much as I hate to admit it! And a wimp. I'm just too weak to even try anything.

His lips brushed against mine. For a split moment, I thought he was actually going to kiss me. My first kiss! In some weird way, I don't think I would have minded if he kissed me.
But he didn't.
He pulled away with a smirk on his face before walking towards the door, "Come on. I'll drive you home"
I slowly followed the boy, picking up my bag that my on the floor and walking out to his white mustang.
I opened the door myself, as he walked around to the drivers door. Of course, he isn't a gentleman.

I buckle up and he drives me home, well...down the street of my home.


Comments

OH MY please update please please please

lilac_neil lilac_neil
3/20/14

Please update!

jelisa1025 jelisa1025
3/15/14

THANK YOU FOR THE UPDATE! OMG I WAS SO NERVOUS WHEN HE SAID "we need to talk" this is awesome! Can't wait for the next chapter!

jelisa1025 jelisa1025
2/18/14

Please update love the story

Feliciamendez1 Feliciamendez1
2/13/14

I love your stories you're such a great writer!!!:)

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2/11/14