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Part 4: skating sucks

Oh my god I can't actually believe that happened, I keep getting a weird feeling in my stomach when I think of it.

Jamie and I are walking through the mall, I'm just kind of grazing over the clothes. I'm just planning on going to Victoria's Secret because they're having a sale on their underwear.

I'm zoning out so much, every time Jamie tries to ask me a question she has to repeat it.

"Imogen! Are you even listening??" She asks, getting obviously annoyed.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" I ask, feeling stupid. "I said, 'Niall and I wanted to go skating later, do you want to join?'" She restates

"Umm yeah, is anyone else going to be there?" I ask "yeah, pretty much the whole crew: Michael, Ashton, Sophia, Tyra, and Luke. Why?" She wonders

"Just wondering!" I say and chuckle a bit to brush it off. Niall is Jamie's boyfriend. They've been going steady for almost a year now, they're very cute together.

I like all the friends that we hang out with, but Luke seems to have a little crush on me. It's not that I don't find Luke handsome, I just couldn't look at him that way... I don't know how to explain it.
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When we arrive at the skating rink it's not to busy. Some of us rode together, and we seemed to have arrived at pretty similar times. So with all of us present we go to the booth and order our skate sizes. Luke offers to pay for mine and I reply with "seriously it's fine!" But he persists on paying. I let him, he's probably trying to show off his "gentlemen" skills, so I won't bruise his ego.

Why did I come skating? I suck ass at skating, but I think it's so fun... It makes me mad how horrible I am at it. It takes me almost an hour every visit just to get the hang of it, and by then everyone's almost ready to go.

It's been about thirty minutes since we arrived and I'm feeling confident in how fast I'm picking it up. I try to gain some speed and when the curved part of track comes, of course, I fall flat on my ass. Luke is all the way on the other side of rink when it happens and he tries to get to me fast, but someone else is helping me up.

When I get up and brush off my butt, I turn around to see a familiar face. Mr. Styles

"Does your bottom feel okay?" He asks, while really trying not to laugh. "Yes..." I say while looking down from embarrassment. Why does he always make me blush?!

I was automatically confused as to why he was there. Then I look over to his right, and a beautiful, long legged, blonde girl stood.

I felt a weird sting of jealousy, now that I think about... I've been stupid to think he would have liked only me? My god, I'm seventeen and still in high school. Why can't I just like Luke?

"Thanks" I mutter and look behind me, to see Luke finally skating up. "Are you alright??" He asks, as if I had been hit by a car. He grabs my hands and starts looking me over, when I glance over to Harry, his jaw is clenched. Is he jealous?

Luke and I start skating to the side, because my butt now hurts really bad. He tells me he's going to get us some drinks and that he will be right back. I take my chance of being alone, to look back at Harry.

He's glaring at me like I've done something wrong, next thing I know, he's skating towards me.

"What. the fuck. are you doing with him?" He whisper-yells at me. I'm taken aback. Why is he mad again? "Why does it matter? You're here with someone else?" I say back, obviously getting annoyed.

He huffs "you're mine Imogen, do you understand me?" He spits out. "No, actually I'm not, Mr. Styles" I mock his tone.

That's when he grabs me by the wrist and drags me to the bathrooms. Good thing I took off my fucking skates. He shoves me into the family restroom and slams me against the wall with my wrists held above my head. He moves his lips to where they're touching my ear and whispers "you're fucking mine"

And then his lips are slammed onto mine and I react immediately. Oh god his lips feel so nice... They're warm, and soft, and oh my god! He licks my bottom lip, but I'm trying to be cold and play hard to get so I keep my tongue to myself. He doesn't give a fuck. He brings his hand down hard on my ass, that makes me yelp and of course he takes this opportunity to snake his tongue in my mouth.

This feels so right, even though it isn't... He slowly starts to grind into me with his clothed crotch and I match his movements by bringing mine to his. I moan on accidentally and that just encourages him to move harder and a bit faster. Now he is attacking my neck with sloppy kisses, and nibbles. Everything is so overwhelming. I'm gasping for air and once he makes a mark on my neck is when he decided to pull away.

He looks at his mark and smiles with pride. We both stare into each other's eyes for a moment, his are so beautiful and green... Almost like forest, but lighter. His pupils are dilated from what just occurred. He's so fucking sexy right now.

"You're mine, do you understand that now, baby?" He asks, giving me one last chance to understand. I nod and say "yes, Harry." And he leans back in, to whisper by my ear and says "call me daddy, baby girl"

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