Leave Me Alone (h.s.)

Chapter 3

Next Day . . .

" If you're gonna continue to piss me off Harry, please just leave me alone." I said putting a textbook in my locker and shutting it.

" Is it that hard to believe that I just want you." He said moving closer to me with a devilish smirk on his lips.

" Pretty much." I started walking away from my locker. he grabbed my wrist and pulled me against his chest, our faces almost touching.

" If you didn't try walking away from me so much, I might be able to show you just how much I want you." He said in a hushed husky toned voice. I was silent. I couldn't stop staring at his green eyes. I watched as his eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips and back to my eyes. " I'm not the bad guy you think I am."

" Prove it." I said quietly but I know that he heard me. " All you've ever done is hurt m-" I was cut off by something unexpected.

Harry kissed me before I could finish my sentence. I tried pulling back but he put his hand on my back to where I couldn't move. Moved out of his grip and pulled my lips away from his. I started walking off as Harry caught up to me. " Did I do something wrong?" He asked almost yelling.

" No." I answered simply.

" Then why did you pull away from me?"

I stopped walking and looked at him. " You can't earn my trust that easily, Harry." I started walking again. Harry was still trying to keep up with my pace.

" I know that I can't, but you can't expect me to do nothing when I am just inches away from you. I can't always control myself."

" Here's an idea, don't get so close to me." I said sarcastically.

" I would if I could." He said with a smirk. " But I want you too much to stay away from you."

" If you 'want' me so much than why do you bully me?" I ask.

" Because I was mad that I couldn't have you and you didn't like me."

" So you thought that I would start liking you if you bullied me?" I asked confusingly.

" I don't know. I thought you'd like me more if I played with you a little." He smiled.

" What do you mean ' Play with me'?"

" Oh, you know, when I do this." He smiled. He put his hand on the small of my back and pulled me against his chest. His mint breath brushing across my face. He whispered in my ear, " You have no idea how bad I want you, Faithlyn." He said in a husky tone, his hand gliding down my forearm to his fingers playing with mine.

" Okay I get it." I said pulling away. It did work a little bit. Damn his cuteness!

" If you give me a chance to show you what you mean to me, I won't disappoint you."

" Well right now, I regret meeting you." I tried walking faster but he still walked at my pace.

" I don't." He smirked. I turned a corner almost to my class. I gasped when Harry pulled me towards him and pushed me up against a wall. I breathed heavily as I looked at his perfect green eyes. He smiled but didn't talk. He was just centimeters away from my face. His hands were on my waist that held me against the wall. His head tilted a bit looking at my face. He started scaring me a little.

" I want you." His voice deep and smooth. I averted my eyes from his face so I wasn't tempted by his looks.

" You only want me in your bed."

" I want all of you," He whispered in my ear. " Although your statement is some what true. I want you for more than just that." He pressed his rock hard body harder on mine. His hands tighten around my waist feeling like there were going to be deep bruises there later on. He nuzzled his head into my neck leaving bite marks.

" Harry, not here." I said loud enough for only him to hear it. I didn't want him to do this here at school because I started seeing people walk by and look at us. Even though it was normal for everyone to see people kissing every corner that you turn, I didn't want people to think I was ' that girl Harry used'. Harry ignored me instead and he pushed harder against me to where I can feel every part of his body from his chiseled abs to his muscular legs. His love bites getting bigger. A few guys walked passed whistling and saying ' Get some, Haz!'. Harry's lips curled into a smile on my neck, so I guessed he liked it when people looked at us.

" Stop." I commanded. He did the same thing. He pressed harder against me, making me feeling my spine was about to be part of the uncomfortable wall. He slipped up one of his hands from my waist to my neck and holding it, keeping me in place. " Get off me." I said louder and shoved him off and away from me. He had a worried look on his face.

" I'm sorry, Faithlyn. I couldn't control myse-" He apologized as I walked away from him. " Faithlyn wait!" I heard from behind. I started running away as I heard the footsteps get closer to me. I ran to the nearest bathroom and ran inside, shutting the door behind me. As it was almost closed, a foot came in the way.

" This is the girls bathroom. Leave me alone, Styles." I said trying to squeeze his foot out of the doorway. I pushed harder, but he didn't move his foot one bit.

" I don't care if it's the girls bathroom, I'm coming in." He said pushing the door open like I wasn't even holding it shut. He searched the bathroom for a second until he saw my face. " I'm sorry, Faithlyn." He said with a worried look. " I didn't mean for that to happen." He moved closer to me. I didn't want to be any closer to I step back. I could tell he was hurt by my move. " I can't help it Faithlyn, do you know how hard it is for me to not want to kiss you so much?" I stayed silent. " It's like the hardest thing in the world because when I'm around you, that's all I want to do." He said running his hands through his hair.

I don't know how, but he made me feel guilty for pushing him off of me. It's not like I didn't enjoy it. Believe me, I liked it. But he wouldn't stop when people were staring and I told him to stop. I didn't want people looking at us. " Just please don't do it in public where everyone is staring." I tried to be nice.

" I can't promise that." he smirked stepping forward. He started looking at something on me but a little bit lower than my face. he looked oddly interested and fascinated by something as he narrowed his eyes.

" What's wrong?" I asked. He started laughing a little bit. But he didn't say anything. " What's so funny?" i wanted to know what was wrong with me. He bit his lip holding in his laugh.

When he calmed down, he finally spoke, " I may have left a little something on your neck." He smiled still looking at it. Shit. I went to the side of the bathroom where there hung a mirror. I stretched out my neck to see the side he was looking at. There was purple spots and teeth marks on half of my neck. I was shocked by how much purple there was.

" I can't believe you, Harry. People are going to be looking at it and asking what happened to my neck." I rubbed the spots hoping that they would go away. He was still laughing with a red face and a bright smile.

" I'm sorry, but you can cover it with your hair." he said wiping the tears of laughter from his eyes.

" I will get you back, Styles." I said deviously.

" Go ahead, I don't mind. You can give me a hickey right now if you want." He said stretching out his neck. " We'll be matching." He smirked.

" Ha ha, no." I said sarcastically.

" You'll come around, babe." He nodded his head. He kept staring at me again. But this time it was from behind.

" Now what are you staring at?" I ask catching his attention to my face.

" Just how beautiful you look, and how you always look." he smirked. He grabbed on to my waist and pulled me against him.

" No I won't have sex with you." I said with a flat tone.

" Worth a shot." He shrugged. " How'd you even know?" He ask.

" I lived with my older brother and you've used that on me before." I replied.

" Smart girl." He smiled. He leaned into kiss me but I bent backwards.

" Smart girl that can mess with a dumb guy." I said making him let go of me. I walked out of the bathroom leaving him behind.



CLASS. . .



" What's on your neck?" Britney asked giving it a dumb look. My eyes widen as Harry on the other side of me started snickering.

" I got hit with a softball." I lied.

" A softball with teeth?" She questioned, making Harry laugh even more. She, then, peered over to look at Harry. " Did you know about this?" She asked seriously.

" Yeah, I'm the one that did that to her." He smiled.

She looked surprised at him. She looked back at the purple teeth marks and spots. " That explains why the teeth marks are perfectly lined up." She nodded her head up and down a little bit. " And you," She said pointing to me. " Will explain to me what I am missing here." She said loud enough for Harry to ease drop.

" Allow me to explain." Harry said peering his head over to see Britney. " I have liked Faithlyn for a while now. And maybe, possibly, somewhere in her body she likes me a little bit too." He smiled looking at me.

" Well, you figure out that he likes you!" She shouted in my face.

" Wha-, you knew?" I asked confusingly.

" Dude, it was like the most obvious thing ever and you denied it." She said in a ' Duh' tone.

" Did I make it that obvious?" Harry asked.

" Yeah, almost the whole school knew about it, Harry." She said sarcastically. Harry blushed. It was silent for a second.

" The three of us should just ditch the rest of the day." I said out of no where. They both look at me and nod there heads. " Okay, hurry before the teacher comes in." I say before we all get up and walk out of the classroom doors.

" Hey, what are you three going?" We all look behind us to see a very old lady that is squinting at us.

" Out of this prison!" Harry yelled as we all ran out the front doors to Harry's car.