A/N this is one of my favs song at the moment, its Chloe by Embl3m 3. its amazing! listen:)
sorry It took so long to update! I've had this written for so long, I've been so busy.
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Chapter 3.
I ran up to my bedroom and rumaged through all my lugage untill I finally found my favorite jammies. The top was very pretty, it was a pink spaghetti strap shirt with lace covering the boobs, almost sexy. and the bottoms were shorts with ruffles across the butt. Maybe its a little to sexy, so I decided to change my top to a rangular T-Shirt.
I saw the light on under the door of the bathroom as I passed by it, and I knew it was Harry in there. *Knock Knock* My knuckles mad contcat with the door. "ummm...Harry are you in there, it's Ezamine?" I asked shakely, not sure what I was doing.
Suddenly the door flung open and one arm went over my mouth preventing me from screaming, and the other wraped around my waist. I shut my eyes tightly to afraid to scream, and too afraid to see what was going to happen. I flew into the bathroom as the door slamed shut, the arms slowly disapeared as I heard the lock of the door snap shut. I knew there was no way out now, what if it wasn't Harry, what if it was a burglar. Oh My God I'm Gonna Die! I never even kissed a guy, ok maybe once but I was 4, that doesn't count right?
"Ezamine, Hello? Are you ok? I just wanted to scare you, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry." Cry? was I crying? Oh my goodness I was, I felt the water in my eyes running down my face. I finally oppened my eyes to see a pleading Harry looking into my eyes for forgiveness.
"It's ok, I over reacted. Umm I was coming in here to say I'm sorry again, I didn't mean to get you all sticky and such, I'm such a cluts and after what Zayn did I was sort of out of it.." I rambled, and he gave me a puzzleing look.
"Zayn? what do you mean? What did he do?" Harry stood up to his feet and looked a little bothered about what I had said. But In all honesty I didn't even know I said Zayn's name. I get a sort of word vomit like mean girls, you know? well I sort of zone out when I'm talking sometimes.
Harry searched my face for an answere. "Oh He just scared me when he came up behind me with the pizza's is all." I said with a half hearted smile playing my face, I hoped he believed me.
"Oh, ok..." He trailed off and the room fell silent. I stood up to leave the bathroom, when a a strong arm pulled me back in and the door slamed shut again. I lost my balanced and ended up spining around and fell on my face. Ok honestly I'm getting really tired of constantly falling all over the place.
"Oh my god! Eza are you ok? I didn't mean for that to happen, I just wanted to tell you something." Harry crouched down and tried helping me up, but I guess he didn't count on how much I weighed. Cause as soon as I grabbed his hand to help me up he lost his balence and fell on his bum. "Oh my gosh Harry I'm so sorry, I didn't mean t-" He cut me off as his lips smashed against mine, and I mean litterally smashed, like his nose hit my nose and our foreheads hit hard. It was the most painful kiss ever...wait kiss? Oh my goodness, Harry Styles is kissing me and I'm sitting here like an awkward fool. Should I kiss him back?
Right as I was about to kiss him back he pulled away, " I'm so sorry Eza, I didnt mean to scare you like that. I shouldn't have done that. Please forgive me. " Harry rubbed the back of his neck with huge hands, he sounded almost hurt. I didn't dare look at him, I kept my head towards the floor to afraid he would see my eyes water up. "Oh it's ok I guess..." the tears were too much, I felt them coming racing down my cheeks, and a sob left my mouth. If I wasn't mortafied before about him being embarassed that he kissed me, I wanted to kick my self in the bum at this point. I shot up before he could say a word and ran for the door.
I tried turning the door knob, and twisting, and jiggling and nothing would let the door open. I was so frustrated, another sob left my mouth as I fell to the floor in defeat of the handle that lead to my escape from this horrible situation. I felt a rough hand touch me shoulder, making me jump. I quickly wiped my face with my tshirt sleeve, smudging the already horrible make up all over my face. "Eza are you ok?" Harry's rough voice echoed through the tiny room, his hand turning my shoulder to face him, I quicky shook his hand off. I was to scared to say a word, so I just nodded my head up and down to signal yes, but I was completely broken inside. He stood up and unlocked the door leaving the room, never once making eye contact with me.
I sat there on the floor left to figure out why I was so defeated by a boy who didn't give two shits about me. I decided to get up and wash my tear, and make up stained face. I never went back down stairs, I just went back into my room, and got under my stiff old dueve, that I had missed for so long. I tried to push all the horrible thoughts about tonight out of my mind, but I couldn't push the fact that Harry Styles was my first kiss out of my mind. slowly but surely I fell asleep to the silents that engulfed me on the worst day of my life...so far.
