The ugly truth
I watched disgusted as many males eyes looked me up and down as I walked down the hall.
The horrible part of all this attention is that the only new piece of clothing I'm wearing is these ridiculously tight leather pants. I'm wearing them with a very low cut shirt that I once counted as 'only at home clothes' and a denim jacket that I already owned but would never wear with things like this.
I finished off the look by trading in my normal ponytail for a curly/messy hair look, I have naturally curly hair and Harry said I should use that to my advantage but he also said not to go overboard with the make up and because I'm barely wearing any, it really makes me sick out from the sluts at this school.
He calls this look the naughty nerd and I haven't quite decided how I feel about that title yet.
I was pleasantly surprised that Harry's advice was really working and most people would have got big headed from all this attention but all it's done for me is creep me out.
Finally I could escape the attention and wondering eyes because it was time to record the daily school news and I could not be happier. It was by far my favourite part of the day.
As soon as I stepped into the auditorium, I was once again disgusted as I saw Harry flirting with the obviously fake blonde weather girl.
She also happened to do the make up for all the news team which I don't understand since she looks like a clown herself.
She ran a make up brush over his cheek bone as she giggled and he ran his hand up her thigh.
God I think I'm going to puke!
I stomped over to them angrily making them both stop their actions and look like a pair of deer in headlights.
Eventually she got the point of my hateful glare and walked away without another word.
"You're here to do the news not to flirt and make a fool of this news team." I stated bluntly making him laugh.
"Actually I'm here to make this dull news seem more interesting and it's your job to keep me happy so either you go and make me a coffee or you let me flirt with that wannabe weather girl. Both of those would make me extremely happy." He flashed me a cheeky grin making me scoff and walk away from him as he stood up and walked over to the desk as we prepared to start filming.
I huffed and walked up to the second level of the hall which only consisted of one room and that was the control room where control freaks such as myself can watch what's happening but can't beat the living shit out of the news team if they do something wrong which I imagine will happen today since Harry has been given longer than his normal ten minute segment.
"You seem tense." Izzy said as I took my seat next to her.
Well no shit Sherlock.
I opened my mouth to respond when we were told to quieten down as filming had started.
Let Harry's idiotic words begin.
"You look very hot today by the way." Harry jumped onto my producers desk in front of me and sat right in my way so had to pay him attention, how old is this guy? Five?
"Do you mind? I'm trying to write the news for tomorrow." I mumbled and attempted to pull my sheets of paper out from under Harry's ass.
"Who knew buying you a pair of tight pants would result in you becoming every guys fantasy." He continued and twirled a lock of my curly hair around his finger.
"Knock it off." I swatted his hand away as his face was getting dangerously close to mine.
He smirked and picked up the piece of hair to twirl it again.
"Am I making you change your mind about our deal?" He whispered dangerously low as he leaned in again.
"Not in the slightest Styles! You are helping me get a guy that is nothing like you so why would I change our little deal and end up with you? A well known man whore." Although I was serious my words didn't hold the venomous tone I thought they would.
He laughed patted my head like a was some kind of pet before he checked his watch.
"Last period is nearly over, which we were excused from and then it's time for stage two." He smiled evilly as he saw my confused expression.
"What the hell? I wasn't even aware that stage one had ended or even begun for that matter!"
He laughed again and pulled my hand as he walked us out towards the car park.
We both entered my car without a word which was incredibly strange since he has his own car.
"Why aren't you going in your own car?" I asked and he smirked, god damn that bloody smirk just makes me want to slap him!
"Because this way when Ashton gets home and sees me at your house, he'll be curious and jealous which will push him to ask you out."
Huh. Decent plan I guess.
After that we made our way to my place in silence.
A very, very awkward silence.
When I pulled up the driveway, I noticed Ashton getting home at just the same time.
Shit now what?!
"What do we do?" I panicked making Harry roll his eyes.
"Just follow my lead and when Ashton finally comes over to talk to you which I can grantee he will, then keep it short and mysterious. Got it?" I nodded and he hoped out of the car and told me to meet him over on his side of my car where Ashton would have a better view.
What the hell is he planning?
Once I reached him he delicately pulled my hips to him catching me off guard and making me place my hands on his chest to balance myself.
"You're a natural." He whispered in my ear, it took everything in me not to cringe at this close proximity.
Harry ran one of his hands through my hair and before I had the chance to tell him that he was going too far, I heard foot steps nearing us.
"Hey Kristy, Can I talk to you for a second?" I looked up to see a hopeful look on Ashton's face and smiled lightly before walking over to him and Harry let himself inside my house.
This was he first time all day that I had seen or talked to Ashton so I was pretty happy right now.
Harry had told me to keep my distance for a few days just to make him more interested and so far it was working.
"Whose that?" Ash asked referring to Harry.
He knew nothing about him and that was prefect because I could use the line Harry had taught me.
"Just a friend, nothing serious." I played it off cool and watched as he nodded.
He looked over my outfit and sucked in an audible breath.
"You look very nice today." His voice cracked slightly and he tried to clear it and stand up a bit straighter.
Okay, short and mysterious.
"What this? It's nothing."
He smiled and stepped closer to me and I nearly melted at the smell of his cologne.
"Well I would love to stay and chat but I'm really busy." I waved and turned away fast trying to leave before we could talk any more.
Short and mysterious Kristy!
"Wait Kristy!" He gripped onto my wrist and spun me around to face him again.
"Would you um like to sit with me and the school football game tomorrow?"
He looked so nervous, it was so adorable!
"Sure thing." I smiled and without another word walked inside.
I leaned back against the front door of the house as I sighed.
That was a lot harder than I thought it would be!
I hit my head on the door and whimpered at how hard I had done it, a laugh was heard making me open my eyes and see Harry walking towards me.
"Stage two complete."
Here you go <3
Just so you know guys, Harry in this story is NOT a punk just a cocky teenager!