I Understand. An AU/punk story.

"Marcel, come meet your new brother!" I call through the apartment, letting Leroy run free. Perri, Rae, Zayn and Niall come from their rooms.

"What's going on here?" Rae asks as Leroy flies past her like a mad man.

"Is that another dog?" Perri asks, outraged. Uh oh. I didn't exactly get an OK from them first...

"Meet Leroy!" I say happily, trying to sound cute.

"LILY!" They both snap at me.

"Whaaat?" I whine back.

"I can't believe you didn't ask us. Marcel is bad enough!" Rae complains.

"WHat do you mean? He's perfect!" I exclaim, motioning to Marcel who runs to Harry's side and licks his hand.

"I beg to differ! He is always eating my underwear!" Perri hisses. The boys chuckle. I give Harry 'the look.'

"How dare you blame my dog, how do you know that Zayn isn't just stealing them!?" I chuckle, putting my purse on the counter, pulling the new dog bowl form the plastic bag and putting it on the floor.

"We're being serious!" Rae whines. I groan and roll my eyes and Leroy goes in front of the girls and sits his cute but down at their feet, flashing his cute pup eyes.

"He is pretty cute babe!" Zayn interjects, scratching his ear. Perri glares at him.

"How about we make a deal? See how it goes, if it doesn't work they can come and live with me, yeah?" Harry ads politely.

Silent contemplation.

"Fine! But one chance!" Rae warns before giggling and shoving Niall in to her bedroom. Well then. Perri groans and stomps to her room, flanked by Zayn.

I smile happily and turn to Harry. He comes to me and takes my hips, steering me to my bedroom where he kicks the door shut with his foot. I turn from him and go to the bed, sprawling out dramatically. He laughs before coming over and straddling my waist.

"Kiss me, Harry Styles." I mumble, once again enchanted by his perfect face.

"With pleasure!" He winks, leaning down slowly, his large hands cup my cheeks, angling my head just right his lips gently fall on to mine. I savor the taste and wrap my hands around his shoulders. Our lips move in sync for a moment before I open my mouth, wanting to bring this farther. His tongue explores my mouth. I moan on to his wet lips and he sighs happily with a cute little chuckle. I feel something stir 'below the belt.'

He pulls away and smiles down at me.

"Harry!" I whine, trying to attach our lips again. He gives me what I want. This time I trace my tongue down his bottom lip, enjoying the taste. His body gets tense.

"As much as I'm loving kissing your pretty little mouth.... if we keep going, I don't think I'm going to be able to stop." He chuckles but there's a sense of warning.

"But I -"

"Doll face, I'm serious.." He shifts awkwardly. I grin up at him. Knowing he had a hard on. "Lilian, don't tease me. I'm a simple man. I have needs!" He pouts. I give him a skeptical look, but push him off. I didn't want to have sex yet so I guess it was a good idea if we stopped. He gives me a sad look... "I think I need to go to work now. Are you gonna come?"

"Mmm, I'll come by later with the girls." I decide. I he nods.

"I'll miss you, baby girl." He laughs, cupping my cheek, bringing our lips together.

"I'll miss you more.'' I tease in between our kisses.

"Not possible." I roll my eyes as he gets from the bed. On his way out the door I slap his ass. He turns around bewildered. I laugh. "Hey, now!" he laughs,

"It's not my fault you have a nice bum! I say cheekily. He freezes. Next thing I know my backs on the wall, his mouth on my neck, tearing away at the sensitive skin, leaving me dazed.

"Harry!" I giggle, trying to push his chest away.

"What? It's not my fault you have such a nice everything!" He adds with a wink, making space between us. I smile at him and he winks.

"I'll see you later!" Pecking my cheek and calling the boys he leaves me there blushing.

-

"I know I said I wasn't going to date him but he's gorgeous, I can't help myself!" I laugh as the girls and I all drive towards the bowling alley. Perri and I in the front. Lauren and Rae in the back.

We arrive and get out. Everything seems like it normally does. Some people bowling, some drinking, some eating, others dancing. Darker lighting and soft rock playing. A mix of people from many different ally gangs.

Harry is at the front desk, looking at his cell, appearing rather bored. I skip over to him and hop on the counter. His face lightens up.

"What are you up to?" I ask him. He turns off his phone and puts it in his back pocket. I eye it suspiciously. Was that some kind of diss?

"Just happy you're here." He smiles but it doesn't reach his eye. Something up.

"You OK?" I smooth his hair from his face and he leans his head in to my hand and nods smally. Liar. Before I can call him out on it the bell on the door chimes, I look over my shoulder and spot Josh and a few of his friends come in. I turn back to Harry and get down from the counter. Zayn, Liam, and Niall are by us in a minute. Josh scans the room and his eyes fall on Harry. He comes to us. "Whats going on?" I ask in a small voice, taking his hand in mine.

"Nothing, just a meeting. Why don't you go get a drink. I'll be right up." Harry says before they reach us. I frown at him.

"Harry, don't lie to me..." I mumble. Pulling my hand away.

Josh and his friends reach us.

"I'm not, boo." He pecks my lips and points towards the bar. I frown and turn. He gives me a playful slap on the ass as I go. I give Josh a smile which he returns. But it doesn't reach his eyes either.

They dissapear in to the basement.

I go to the bar. Can I have a mikes hard lemonade, Henry?" I ask bluntly. He nods and goes to the back. There's a younger boy sitting at the counter. He's probably my height, black hair that's a mess on his head. Bright blue, troubled eyes, and pouty cheeks. He wrings his hands nervously. Somethings very obviously bothering him. Henry puts the drink down in front of me. I eye the boy who is frowning at me. I give him a kind smile.

"You're Lily, right?" he asks. I smile and nod my head yes. "Oh, that's cool. I'm Martin." He says. His eyes are emotionless.

"Nice to meet you. Do you know Harry?"

"You too, and yeah.. sort of." He says dully, taking a dip of his beer.

"Are you OK? You seem kind of... upset." I comment, feeling bad for this cute little buddy. His head dips down. He shakes it no. He sniffles.

My heart instantly feels bad and I get up and take the stool next to him, putting a hand on his back.

"Hey, hey. Whats wrong?" I ask him. I couldn't stand when people were upset.

"You're a nice girl.." He mumbles, hugging his chest. I wait for him to continue. "I'm gonna feel sorry about this one." he adds so softly. My stomach drops. Somethings wrong. I quickly scan the room, looking for males in the same gang as Harry who could help. But I don't find those guys. My eyes wander to three guys by the door.

One pulls something silver from his pocket.

A chain.

He secures it around the handles of the door, clicking it with a lock.

Fuck.

Thats when I feel it poke me.

I slowly turn towards Martin and look down.

He's holding a silver gun. Pointing right at my tummy.

MY eyes flash to his. Full of nothing but regret.

"I'm gonna be really sorry about this one."

Notes

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