Torn Lies || hs fan fiction

Chapter 1

As soon as I knew who I would be dancing for I panicked a rush of worry shot inside me.I fixed my hair to the side and puckered my lips rubbing the colour together.

"Harry I Have A Special Present For You"I heard the words he shouted and took one last look in the mirror. I knew he was on about me. The stripper. Alice.I heard the music and began to walk past the crowd,my hat covering my face.The song making my movements slower.As i moved from the crowd I take a quick glance at harry's face,a mixture of shock and lust.

Moving over to him I feel weak,i was about to do a lap dance for Harry Styles ,and being a big directioner I worried he will remember my face.

"Happy Birthday Mate "The guy shouted above the noise.I grabbed harry's top,Blue with white hearts,in my right hand moving to cradle around his waist.I moved my hand incredibly close to his crotch looking at him for permission I tease him un buckling his belt.Almost completely undone I slide my hands away, jumping back off him to dance. I removed my hat placing it onto his brown curls,next I unbuttoned my blouse exposing my Bark blue bra.I lean forward to whisper into his ear.

"You like it yet?"I asked rhetorically not expecting him to answer.

"Be better with less on"I lean back again catching a glimpse at his cheeky grin,the dimples revealed at the sides of his mouth.

I grabbed my hair band pulling my hair out to flow down my bare back.Soon after i removed my heels bending over to un-strap the buckle,giving Harry a clear view of my breasts. His mate had gone now leaving me and Harry alone.i panicked again a kicking triggered inside my stomach. He stood up coming closer to me.I stopped what I was doing and looked up,his piercing green eyes staring at me.I was shocked for words, not knowing what to say

"Need a bit of help undressing? "He asked still staring at my almost bare chest

"I guess, but only because it's your birthday "I answered regretting saying it.

I flinch at his touch on my back.shivers trailing up my spine.He slowly moved down to the top of my skirt un-zipping the back.I stood breathless. He slowly moved the skirt from my hips to my ankles,i now stood in a bra and my pants. His hands rested on my waist giving me goose bumps .He saw my look up in shock and fear,the worry from earlier on still in my mind.Hes 19 ,I'm 21 in a few months. It seemed wrong considering my teenage life was all about liking Niall,the sweet,caring, Irish blondie yet I'm stood almost naked in front of harry,but it seemed right like I fit in to his structure .Like a missing puzzle piece.

I Changed as quick as possible,I didn't want to be spotted by any dirty men from the club.After stripping down to ,next to, nothing in front of Harry Styles I felt naked like he stole my body and refused to give it back.Just thinking about him gave me shivers again.Before I left I placed my hat back on my head and grabbed my bag full of clothes,I gripped my hat in my left hand and held the bag as close to my body as possible.I left the dressing room making my way round to the front if the club.I noticed his mates before i noticed him.Seeing his strong arms cuddle round another female sent a shot of jealousy through my stomach, They smiled for the camera before moving to turn towards me.His Eyes Reading my emotions.

His hands waved in my direction causing my mind to go blank.I dropped the bag and ran. Trying to squeeze past all the drunk bodies I heard a voice behind me.

"Miss you dropped your bag"His voice became closer almost like he was whispering into my ear.It seemed like a rush.Like an adrenaline struck inside me.My legs moved quicker,eager to escape from this mess.My muscles ached after running in heals for so long.I paused leaning against a wall,I had ran too far for the teenager to catch up with me.

My breathing became heavy as i try to decrease my pulse rate.I gripped my hat,resting it beside me,and un-buckled my Shoes.The bag I dropped had most of my items that I needed inside .I was left with No money to call for help,I was stuck alone in the streets all night.I Desperately trying to wipe of my heavy make up so I didn't attract any unwanted attention During my sleep.I tried to say awake as much as possible, the smell of garbage helped a lot,my eyes fell weak.Slightly closing every second, I pushed as much as possible to keep them from closing,they won my head dipping to the side as i start to drift into a heavy sleep.

I woke in a more comfortable bed,one that smelt more like vanilla Than rubbish.My eyes flickered open,adjusting to the light. I rose in shock.I was in someone's bed.Their room was a little bit messy,the paper scattered around the desk.I quickly jumped out the bed as quiet as possible.The surroundings were Dark shades such as brown and cream.I heard a slight voice echo in the hallway,my reaction was to run to the door.I recognised the voice,his deep ,croaked sounds calmed me.I moved my hand as i felt the handle being turnt.I stood back not knowing exactly what to expect, His broad shoulders on show,I turnt red seeing who was stood in front of me.Harry Styles.My actions became stiff .

"Oh your awake"He said ,surprised to see me stood up out from the covers.

"Yeah um harry i need to go home"I didn't have time to talk to him,as much as I'd love to, after last night I couldn't even look at him and not feel awkward,I couldn't stay.He stood still for a while possibility awaiting for me to leave.His thoughts were unreadable.

"What"I finally spoke.he looked at me, his piercing eyes staring at me.

"You said you need to go"His reply was blunt

."Yeah well I don't have my bag,with my keys in."He didn't speak.

"Harry do you have my bag?"My anger was becoming more noticeable by the minute.He looked puzzled as he stood leaning against the door frame.

"No,why would I have it?"His answer echoed in my head.If he didn't have my bag what was I meant to do.I had no were to sleep, no clothes ,no money. I sunk down against the bed my glaze moved to the floor.What was in to do now.Stay in the streets,i knew my family wouldn't take me in after they found out I was a stripper I was invisible to my closest relatives.I was stuck.i spared a tear as it ran down my warm cheek. I felt fabric slightly rub against my shoulder.

"You know you could always stay here"His low voice powering through my body.The goose bumps appearing yet again.But I guess I had no choice. He was the only option.

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