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New Life, New Love

Say Something Nice

I woke up in a sweat. Last night was awful, I had nightmare after nightmare.
I got up and grabbed my teenage runaway shirt. It was baggy and loose-fitting, but I thought it suited me well.
I pulled on my favorite pair of ripped skinny jeans and slipped on some purple vans. I decided to do a messy inside out ponytail. I've been paying more attention to my hair, but I still refuse to wear makeup.
I take a look at myself in the mirror and sigh. My cheeks were red and my eyes were a bit puffy and looked tired, but I didn't really care. I just wasn't looking forward to seeing him today.

The house was a little eerie without my parents, but the quiet was nice. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a banana when I saw Grace and Jon eating cereal at the table.

"So, Belle, since mom and dad are gone, I'm sleeping over at Mark's house tonight. I hope you don't mind." Jon said calmly.

"You're sleeping over on a school night? Mom and dad would not be happy about."

"Can I sleepover at Macy's house then?" Grace whined.

"Um, wouldn't her parents not like that?" I asked.

"Nah, her mom's cool. She's super chill." Grace informed me.

"Um, okay. Make sure you guys bring extra clothes for school tomorrow though."

"Looks like you're on your own tonight, Belle." Jon said as we all began to walk out the door.


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Pretty much the entire day, I avoided Harry and his friends as much as possible. Except Niall came up to me in the hallway and we chatted for a bit. I was glad he didn't mention last night.

Melody kept trying to make conversation with me, but my replies were short. She also didn't mention last night. Smart girl she is.
Eventually, she gave up talking to me and hung out with Liam for the rest of the day.

And now came the period I was dreading. I was not in the mood to be with Harry. I despise the fact that he is my partner.

I take my seat by him and scoff when I see him glance over at me. He quickly looks away.
Our teacher walks in and begins the lecture.

"Today, I would like to do a little bit of building up. You have had plenty of time to get to know your partners in the past few weeks. I want everyone to learn the power of teamwork, the power of a relationship. Two is better than one. A relationship, whether it be romantic or platonic, is one of the most important things in the world. A relationship has power. In a relationship people have the power to make or break the other person. Today, we choose to make the other person, got it?"

I don't like where this is headed....

"I'll have partners stand up in front of the classroom and tell each other two things they admire about the other person. Something they truly admire. Saying someone is nice won't cut it. Up first George and Mike!"

I mentally groan and I can tell Harry tensed up with her words.

"And you're pretty good at keeping me on task..I guess." Mike finished off.

"Up next, Harry and Belle!" She smiled.

I forced myself to walk up to the classroom.
We stood at opposite ends at the front, both of us trying to get as far away as possible.

"Okay, Bella, why don't you go first? What is the first thing you admire about Harry?"

"There's not much to admire." I snap. Harry rolls his eyes. People laugh.

"Miss. Wood!" The teacher gasps.

"Kidding." I lied. "Um.................he's..bold?" It came out more like a question rather than a fact.

"Okaayy....um, Mr. Styles, your turn. What's one thing you admire about your partner?" She obviously wasn't pleased with my answer.

"She's a free spirit, even though she's been through a lot." He looks up at me and his cheeks flush along with mine.
I feel a little guilty for my lame answer. I should have tried harder, been kinder.

"Okay, Miss Wood, what is the second thing you admire about Mr. Styles?" Okay. I thought hard. I need to actually try to say something kind about him. What do I admire about Harry? Well, his eyes for starters. The way the green seems to brighten when he laughs. And his smile, and those dimples. And his intoxicating smell. Not to mention those lips of his, pink and plump. I can imagine them running down my neck, sucking and kissing that one spot from last night...But I can't say any of this shit.

"When he puts his mind to it, he can be really caring." I said quickly. It was still a lame answer, but it was true. I remember how he hugged me when I came home after running away, and I remember how concerned he was about the cuts.
"Better. Okay, Mr. Styles." The teacher nods.

"She's creative." He said quietly. I had a feeling he was going to say something else, but my lame answer probably pushed him otherwise.
We both sat down and ignored each other.
After all that was over, she turned us to work on our nature projects together.
Harry was extra careful in not looking at me during class.

"Why'd you do it?" I spoke up, referring to him stealing my box.

"Curiosity." He looked over at me.

"It's not what it looks like." I said, preparing to lie.

He raised an eyebrow at me in disbelief.

"Um, Grace, my sister, she's in theater and uh, I was volunteering, helping with stage makeup. And I, um, took pictures because I was proud of my work. I thought it looked cool."

The class bell rang. Harry frowned at me.

"Bullshit." He said, staring directly into my eyes. I pulled my gaze away from him, getting angry that he didn't believe me.

"I hate you." I didn't even think before those words came out of my mouth. I stormed out of the classroom and ran straight into Nicole and Louis and Zayn.

"Aww..little miss virgin looks angry. Did someone upset you?" She coaxed as Harry approached us from behind.

"Nicole, leave her alone." Harry sounded irritated. I shot him a glare.

"Did Harry do something to hurt your feelings?" I wanted to smack her face so hard. So damn hard.

"Harry? Hurt Belle's feelings? Never.." Louis's tone was drenched in sarcasm. I rolled my eyes.

"I didn't do anything." Harry stated flatly.

"Seriously!? You didn't do anything? You didn't steal from me? You didn't lie to me?" Everyone's faces looked shocked. Harry just rolled his eyes. Gosh, he really could be an ass.

"Harry, Sarah and Sierra are waiting for you back at the house. I'm ready when you are." Nicole winked. What were they doing at his house?

Harry shot her a glare. What? I knew I looked confused.

"Oh, didn't he tell you? At that party he took you to, he ended up having sex with Sarah, Sierra, and I. And we're doing it again." Her blue eyes gleamed with lust.

I don't know why, but that really stung. Why would he do that? That's vile! I remember seeing them all over him at the party, but I didn't they took it all the way. That's low, really low. I looked over at Harry. He was staring at his feet, refusing to look at me.

"You two disgust me." I said to them and walked home.

I immediately went to schoolwork. Once I was finished I started to make myself some dinner. As I pulled out ingredients, I thought about making some for Grace and Jon. Then I remembered that they were sleeping over at friends' houses tonight.

I guess it was just me and my thoughts. After I finished dinner, it was about seven thirty. Now what?

I peered out my window and stared at Harry's house. I shuddered when my mind thought about what was going on in there.
I almost wanted to vomit. A foursome? Really? Why would anyone want to do that? I thought sex was about love? How do you make love to three people at once?

But then again, I've never had sex so I wouldn't know. I don't know what its like. The closest I've come to having sex was yesterday in Harry's bedroom.
I grimaced at the thought of what could have happened if I didn't collect myself and stop.

I turned on the Tv and started watching Keeping Up with the Kardashians. I always had a guilty pleasure in watching them. I don't know why. They're all crazy out of their minds, completely spoiled, and always whining and throwing fits over the stupidest things. Their nasal voices bugged me too. But I kind liked watching their glamorous lives. Despite their flat personalities, at least they seemed to attempt take care of each other.

After fifteen minutes, I had enough of their ridiculous drama and turned off the Tv.
I went to my room and started to change into my pajamas. For some reason, I felt especially hot tonight. I checked the heat and it wasn't on.

I decided to leave the window open in my bedroom, allowing a breeze to enter. I grabbed the Odyssey and began reading.
I was in the middle of Odysseus being on Calypso's island when I fell asleep.

"Awww, poor little Bella, always the victim. Always the victim. Always the victim." I walked into the room and saw Harry holding my box, now open, my graphic pictures encircling him on the floor.

"What are you doing? Why are you looking?" I shrieked.

"I just wanted to see how pathetic you really are. It makes me laugh." He threw his head back and laughed a loud, sinister laugh.
Andrew grabbed me by the waist as Amber and her friend punched me in the gut. Harry just kept laughing. Then Nicole appeared and she was laughing as my bullies from Oregon began to beat me up mercilessly.
Then Niall, and Louis, Liam, Zayn appeared. All of them were laughing as I threw up blood, staining the carpet.

"Bella?" I looked up to see the disappointed stares of my parents. "Such a disappointment." My grandma came out of nowhere.

My brother and sister walked in with trophies and certificates off different kinds. They were dressed like a king and a queen. Why were they dressed like royals? My parents turned their disappointed gazes away from me and they, alongside my grandma, began cooing over my siblings.
"It's a good thing you make up for your disappointment of a sister" They all began laughing.
They turned their faces towards me.

Everyone was laughing as Andrew began to take off my pants.
"She's so ugly!"

"Look at her thighs!"

"I don't want you." Harry's voice cut through me. It was so cold.

Andrew looked at me. "Even though you are so damn ugly, I'd fuck your dumbass brains out. Watching you cry......" With that he thrusted into me. The pain was unbearable. I was screaming and everyone laughed at me.

"Stop!! Stop! Please, stop!!!!"

They all looked at me and said, "Worthless."

Nicole took at a knife and started stabbing me alongside with Amber. Stab after stab, I could feel my body shut down.

Harry walked up. "I'll finish her nicely." He took his knife and stabbed three times into my heart. I felt my soul being ripped away from my body. The pain was excruciating as I let out my final scream. I was now looking down
from the ceilling. I see myself lying lifeless on the ground, drowning in a pool of swirling, deep red blood. I see the cuts everywhere.

Mostly, I see everyone laughing at me...at me...dead.



---- Harry's POV ------

"SHIT!!!" I cummed for the second time tonight. The three girls began lapping up my juices like desperate hungry puppies. It really was a sight to see.

I looked at the clock. 10:30.

"You girls should leave now. I'm tired."

"Mmmm I wonder why?"

"But I'm too tired to go, can't we stay here?!"

"Fine. I'll sleep in my sister's room. You guys can sleep in here." I wasn't in the mood to argue.

"No, Harry. Stay with us until we fall asleep. Maybe we could go for a third round?"
I cringed. Way too tired.

They kept bugging me until I gave in. I lay on the bed as two of them lay next to me and one lays at the base of my feet. Nicole tried to drape her arm around me, but I shoved it off.

"No cuddling. Don't touch me." I hated it when girls tried to touch me when I slept. There was nothing more annoying than that.

I was gonna stay in here until they fell asleep and then book it to Gemma's room.
As I waited, I was bombarded with thoughts.
Is that really all Bella could come up with on what she admired about me? Bold, and when I tried really hard, caring?
She told me she hated me. I didn't show it, but it kinda....hurt.
I thought back to how I've treated her, teased her and laughed at her with everyone. I thought about how she sees me with different girls all the time, how I've yelled at her, and how I roll my eyes at her.
Not to mention, I stole something very private of hers and lied about it.
Then there was that whole situation in the locker room.
Of course she hates me. Who wouldn't hate me after all that shit?
And then there's the bet. I wish I could take it back, it was ridiculous, but I can't. The guys will think I'm a pussy and think that I like Bella. I don't like Bella. She's not my type.

Besides, even if I did like her, it wouldn't mean shit. She's too good for me. She would never like me. That's what Nicole said, and its one hundred percent true.
I just don't understand why Bella keeps lying about her past. Do her parents not know about those pictures? What about the cuts? Why did she do that? I've looked at her arms. There aren't any other scars. Was that her first time cutting? I just can't imagine such a free spirit doing something like that, something so burdening.
She lied about having a boyfriend too. There's so many questions I want to ask her but she never opens up to me. She's so fucking difficult!

It embarrassed me that she rejected me, multiple times. And when I think she wants me, it turns out she's using me. Bitch.
Ugh, but she's not a bitch, well she is but it's not her fault,, it's my fault. I know she's a kind person but she's vicious around me. I bring out the worst in he

I need to stop thinking about her. I just fucked three girls twice in one day. I should be proud of myself, but I'm not. I can't think about anything or anyone but Bella.

I feel empty.

I close my eyes and attempt to fall asleep, trying to rid Bella from my mind.

I shoot up in my bed as I hear screaming, accidentally kicking Sarah at me feet. "Ow!!!"

"STOP! Stop! Please, don't! Stop!!!" Is that Bella?

"Oh my god, what the hell?!" Nicole wakes up.

"I have to go!" I remember that she's home alone, at least that's what Melody told Liam. I waste no time in running to her house and racing up her stairs.


Bella's POV

I feel someone grab my shoulders and shake me. My eyes fly open as tears fall from them. I look up and see Harry looking scared out of his mind.

"Don't hurt me anymore!" I scream loudly.

"I'm not..what?" He looks confused and terrified. I quickly realize I'm back to reality.

"Why are you in my house!?!" I yelled at him, a little embarrassed.

"I heard you screaming!" Harry whispered/yelled. He walked over to shut my window.

"So? It's not like you care!" His lips pressed together as he sat down on my bed.

I quickly remembered that horrors of my nightmare and began crying into my hands. I couldn't let Harry see me like this.

"Bella..." He whispered softly as his warm hands circled around me, bringing my frail and shaking body to his warm and strong one.





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