Kristy's POV

"No no no! I'm not working with him! Can I turn down the offer or is it to late?" I rambled on and tugged at the roots of my now messy curls as Harry slowly walked towards us.

"I'm sorry to put you through this, but you are by far the most talented and knowledgeable person from this school when it comes to television and producing. You're the only one who pasted the film class with an A+ average." Mrs. Spark smiled sympathetically at me and Izzy just scoffed but smiled at the same time.

"You know Mrs. I'm right here but no need to spear my feelings or anything." I almost laughed at the banter but someone cleared their throat making me remember the dick head that was standing right behind me.

"Well if you lovely ladies are finished I think I should get acquainted with the new producer." His arms snaked around my waist and he rested his chin on my shoulder.

I tensed automatically not being comfortable this close to a man whore such as himself.

"What about Izzy? Don't you need to meet her too?" I spun around but he kept his grip around me.

"Oh sweetheart. I already know Izzy but what I don't know is how I've never had the company of such a flawless girl such as yourself." I scoffed and pushed him away from me.

The truth is Harry never noticed me because I practically made it my mission to avoid him over the years at this high school and to stay off of his radar.

I didn't want to be used by him like everyone else.

"Do you use that line of every girl?" His eyes widened at my harsh tone and he took another step closer to me.

"Are you new? Do you even know who I am?" He gripped onto my waist again and pulled me close to his chest.

"I'm not new! I just make sure to stay away from you and your nasty habits." He hummed and leaned down to smell my hair. What a freaking creep.

"Well we are going to go and get to know each other!" Harry chirped to Izzy and Mrs. Spark before grabbing my hand in his larger one and pulling me away and towards the other side of the school.

As we walked down one of the crowded hallways of the school, Harry refused to let go of my hand and tightened his grip everytime I tried to pull mine away. God who knew this guy could be so pushy and here I thought the reason he hosted the ugly truth was because he wasn't masculine enough to get a girl any other way.

People openly stared at us which Harry didn't seem to mind but it irritated me to no end. Every gasped and whispered when they saw our intertwined hands.

Girls glared at me while guys looked me up and down. It caused shivers to run up my spine which caught Harry's attention as he looked at me worried before glaring at everyone around us.

"Mind your own fucking business would ya?!" He pulled me closer to him and slowed down the pace of his steps as he kept his intense gaze on the guys around us. One idiot had the nerve to speak though like he wasn't afraid of Harry.

"Can I have a turn with her when you're done? I've been dying to get my hands on little Kristy for a long time." I scoffed and Harry pulled me even further into his side.

"Back off Jake." That was all Harry said before opening a door near the end of the hall and pulling me inside with him.

I leaned against the door not daring to take another step since the whole room was dark. I felt Harry stand in front of me and put his hands on either side of my head on the door.

"Ready to get to know each other?" His voice was incredibly husky as his breathe fanned over my lips.

I gulped and quickly slipped under his arm and walked further into the room. I have never wanted to be this close to him and now here I am alone in a room with him.

Alone.

With Harry.

"C'mon Kristy. Just have a little fun with me." He switched the lights on and I almost gasped at the sight before me.

I ignored his words and slowly walked around the room.
"What is this place?" I whispered mainly to myself but knew that Harry heard me.

"It's the ugly truth studio, well old studio now that I'm part of the school news." I nodded but didn't bother to look at him as I continued to look around the room.

I felt his arms wrap around my waist again but for once I was to amazed by this place to be disgusted by him being so close to me.

"It's pretty cool huh?" He whispered while softly pressing his lips to my neck.

I'm not sure what came over me but I just nodded and tilted my head slightly so he had being access.

The room seemed to loose my attention as Harry's grabby hands began to wonder along my sides.

I was caught in the moment there was no doubt about it. I haven't been this close to a guy in a long time, some people call them dry spells but this was more like a dry year.
I know this is wrong, so wrong but it wasn't really hurting anyone was it?

He's a jerk. He never cares about anyone but himself. He enjoys other peoples pain and last but not least he drops girls as soon as he's done with them.

Okay this is totally wrong.

I pulled away from him and turned to face him. The look of rejection on his face was something I always wanted to see and I'm glad I finally got to see it.

"Kristy just let loose and come here." He opened his arms and started to walk towards me.

My breathe got caught in my throat as he walked towards me again and I ran towards the desk in the corner of the room.

"Kristy seriously. Just give me the pleasure of being with you."

Once again I ignored his words and looked down at the desk. One thing caught my eye the most, it was a bold black and white sign taped to the corner of the desk.

'If she doesn't want you try harder, when she does want you try less'

I scoffed and repeated the one saying in my head that always turned me off of Harry.

He uses girls like you.

He uses girls like you.

He freaking uses girls like you Kristy!

I ignored any more words from Harry and walked straight to the door.

At this point I didn't care where I was going I just needed to get away from him. Eventually the idea of going to the main office and saying I felt sick sounded like a good idea, they would definitely send me home if they thought I was sick!

I wasn't paying attention to anything around me and came in contact with someone's chest.

Oh god please don't be a slut.

Please don't be a stupid no brained football player.

Looking up my eyes locked with a boy I haven't seen before. Great first impression.

"I'm sorry." I picked up his chemistry book that he had dropped and handed it to him.

He kept his eyes locked on mine as he took the book out of my hands and smiled an amazing toothy grin. He seemed nice and my god he was good looking but in a respectable kind of way not like a douche way.

"It's okay I wasn't watching where I was going." Oh lord help me. He's Australian. That is so sexy.

"Uh are you new?"

"Yeah my name is Ashton. You don't mind helping me find my class do you? I'm sorry to ask but no one else around here seems that decent really except you." He smiled again and I couldn't find any words so I nodded and he told me his class before we began to walk in that direction.

By the time we got there I spent most of the time watching his eyes dart around his new surroundings. I haven't this flustered over someone in a long time. What happened with Harry wasn't being flustered that was more like a state of shock. The bad kind of shocked.

He went to walk in but stopped and turned to me again.

"I never caught your name."

"Oh it's Kristy. Kristy Patterson." He reached out and shook my hand in a friendly matter.

"Ashton Irwin."

He walked into the class and I walked down the hall a few steps before stopping and leaning against some random locker to catch my breathe.

Loud footsteps were heard down the hall and stopped right in front of me. I didn't lift my head to see who it was, I could already tell by his brown boots.

Harry.

"You know Kristy. Since I can't have you, I could always help you get the new kid."

Well that sparked my attention.

Notes

Not sure how I feel about this chapter but here you go! xoxo

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