Broken {HarryStyles}

Chapter 9

>>Thalias POV<<

Once I arrived home, I realised no one was in, thankfully. I went straight up to my room and looked at the time. 7pm?! I spend all day at Harry's. I really think there's a different side to him, but that doesn't mean I'll forgive him.

I was exhausted, so I jumped in the shower quickly and washed my hair and body with coconut scented shower gel & hair supplies. One of my favourite scent and flavourings was coconut.

After I was out and clean, I climbed into bed and laid down, pulling the thick white duvet up to my chin, already feeling warm.

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"Wake the fuck up! It's 8, your going to be late for school!" Father growled, tugging me out of bed. Shit, school started extremely soon, 8:15!

I pulled on some black high wasted jeans, a grey long sleeved cropped top, and a black furry waistcoat. I slipped on a pair of black low boots. >PICTURE ON SIDE<

I combed through my hair, putting it up in a messy, but in some way, neat bun. I placed some concealer on the areas that needed it, and then some blush and mascara with a bit of winged eyeliner since my eyes were quite tired looking.

I sprayed on some coconut body mist before going to the bathroom, brushing my teeth then rushing downstairs with my bag on my shoulder.

"Took you a fucking while." I looked at the time, 8:17. I didn't do that bad.

"I'll take you today, gonna stock up on alcohol." Father grumbles, grabbing my arm and dragging me out the door.

"It's okay father I'll wal-" A stinging sensation was left on my cheek and my eyes watered.

"Don't you dare decline my offer." He growls, pushing me in the car.

I sit still, scared for when father gets in the car.

Once I arrived at school, I thanked him quietly and just as I was about to get out, he grabbed my wrist and brought a slap to my face, again.

"Be good at school today otherwise you'll be punished." I was pushed out the car and onto the ground, before dad drove off after reaching over and shutting the door.

"Thalia!" I heard a familiar raspy voice call, running closer to me. "Are you okay?!" Harry asked, helping me up. Just as I went to say yes, he dropped me on the ground again, looking behind him. I saw that his friends were there.

Great.

"What are you going to do to her Harry?" Oliver snickered. Harry looked down at me, his eyes full of pity.

"What do you think?" Harry turned back around, a smirk shown on his face.

"I see you've already slapped her, I guess I could-" A kick was sent at my stomach, making me grasp my abdomen in pain. "-kick her."

"I think that's enough." Harry spoke.

"Real-"

"Yeah, I'll deal with her." He said, looking down at me.

"Catch you later." Oliver said, giving me one last kick to my stomach. Once Oliver was out if sight, Harry bent down to pick me up.

"Just leave, Harry."

"I'm so sorry, I'm going to help you." Harry started.

"Don't you think you've done enough?!" I yell, "This is all an act to make you popular. Your disgusting." I spit.

"No!"

"It clearly is, Harry." I picked myself up from the ground.

"I said no! No it's not all an act." He said, I knew he was lying. What else would it be.

"Then what is it, Harry?" I whisper. "You've been lying saying your sorry."

"I'm not lying, please Thalia."

"Just get away from me Harry, I don't want to talk to you again." I screech, grabbing my hair in my hands. I saw a tear fall down Harry's face.

"Why are you crying?" I ask, raising my eyebrow.

"Thalia don't you fucking get it!" He shouted, and I flinched in surprise "I-I'm falling for you and I-I know there is a side of you who is falling for me too." His arms reached out towards me.

"I-I-"

"I didn't hurt you just then, did I? In fact I went to help you, and pushed Oli away I-I didn't hurt you." Harry's steps towards me and my back hits the wall.

His lips grazed over mine, and in someway I wanted him to kiss me.

His hands took place on my hips and I put my hands on his chest, staring into his emerald green eyes.

His lips crashed onto mine, our lips moving together in sync and my hands run up his chest to his neck, playing with the little curls on the back of his neck.

Harry patted the back of my thighs, offering me to jump at which I did, my legs wrapped around his waist and he didn't struggle to hold me like I thought he would. His tongue ran across my bottom lip asking for entrance and I didn't let him, teasing him.

Harry's hands squeezed my bum which caused me to gasp, letting him in.

"Well, well, well.. Look who it is."

UH OH WHO DO YOU THINK IT IS!?
I'm so bad at writing kissing scenes I know don't judge me.

REMEMBER IM NOT AN AUTHOR.
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