Captivated

Chapter 9

"He slept with most of us you know." I was just minding my own business, well more like standing like an idiot by myself because Harry left to who knows where and Jenny was too busy flirting her ass off with Liam (Insert eye roll here).

When a red head, which I'm pretty sure wasn't natural because I could spy with my little eye her brown roots growing back, approached me.

"Are you sure, you haven't slept with him?" she asked again.

"Yes I am sure." She was starting to get on my nerves, but I was really trying to be polite.

"Hmm... that's weird. Maybe you aren't his type then. Good because here I thought I might have some competition." She laughed off like her comment wasn't rude at all.

"What do you mean by, "I'm not his type." I asked. I really didn't want to overthink what she was saying, but I must admit it was starting to get to me.

Ok. Yeah. I may have accepted the fact that I might just be crushing on Harry, but it wasn't like I was planning to pursue him or anything.

"Well, I hate to break it to ya but Harry doesn't date. Like at all. He hates commitments, and you seem like the type of girl who isn't good with friends with benefits...if you know what I mean." I don't know why that shocked me, when I figured out already that he was most likely a player.

But to have not dated anyone, that was just ridiculous. Deep down, I felt disappointed. I know, it's not my business to pry but I had to know it from Harry himself.

"Yeah I know what you mean...by the way you should dye your roots, they are starting to show. Wouldn't want people to know you aren't an actual red head, now do we?" I couldn't resist it anymore, I had to tell her. I was starting to leave but then I remembered something else.

"Your welcome." I said and left a very wide eyed red head by herself.

I was on my search to find Harry, I spotted the boys and started heading towards their way.

By the time I reached to them I asked, "Hey have you guys seen Harry?"

They all looked at me with a nervous look.

"Umm, why are you looking for me?" asked Niall.

"To talk to him obviously. Where is he?" I asked again

"Pshh, we don't know. Right boys?" Niall laughed nervously. They all faked laugh. Not one of them was making eye contact with me. Something was up.

I don't approve of blackmailing people but seeing as Niall was the less looking scary one, I had to do what I had to do.

Getting closer to Niall, I put my hand on his shoulder and started leaning towards him.

"Wha- what are you doing?" he asked nervously

When I got close enough to his left ear, I whispered, "If you don't tell me where he is, I will rip your balls out." I looked at him and gave him an angelic smile. I could've sworn he pissed his pants.

He pointed to the left. I looked and saw that he was pointing at the barn.

I left without another word, why the hell would he be in the barn? It looked like it was going to break down at any moment. When I got closer to it, I noticed that it was colored red but now it was just rusty and the paint was half gone already.

I tried opening the front but the doors wouldn't budge. What the hell? I groaned in frustration clearly Niall had lied to me. No one was here. I was starting to turn back around when I heard giggles. I looked around me and there was no one nearby. Everyone was still surrounding the bonfire. This time, I heard squeals. I started to make my way around the back of the barn and the closer I got, the closer I heard noises. Bingo, I thought.

When I finally reached the back, I first thought gross. Because there I saw couple about to fuck behind the nasty old barn, on the nasty dirt floor. To the girl, you must honestly do not give a fuck about sanitation.  I was embarrassed that I was here watching them, I was going to leave before I got caught spying when I noticed the familiar brown curls. I slowly started to realize the similarities, the brown hair, and the green eyes. Just because it was night time, you would think that an eye color would darken as well but the night made his eyes bright more. Or maybe it was just the fact that he was really, really excited.

"Harry?" I asked in disbelief. They both turned around, startled that someone was spying on them. When he saw that it was me, he looked shocked.

He got up and started to pull his pants up. "What the fuck are you doing here?" he was pissed.

I was taken back. How dare he? All I wanted to do was to yell at him, how could he do me so grimy? But then I realized, Harry wasn't my boyfriend. I couldn't demand to him, why he was fucking the girl. He was nothing to me. He was single and he could do whatever he felt like it.

Realizing that, it hurt like a bitch. "I-I'm sorry. I got lost. I didn't mean to pry." I started to leave. I felt stupid, embarrassed, hurt all at the same time.

He was never going to be mines, and I was never going to be his. 

I know he was following me, I could hear his footsteps. I started to walk faster but there was no use, he grabbed me from my waist and turned me around. I collided with his chest, and if it wasn't for the situation we were in right now, I probably would've squealed like a little girl. But I pushed him, I didn't want his hands on me. When moments ago he was touching another girl.

"Listen to me, Lilith. I didn't mean to come off that way, I'm sorry. You just caught me by surprise." He was anxious, I could tell by the way he kept pushing his hair back with his hand.

"You don't have to apologize, I should be the one. I just...got lost that's all." I didn't want him to know how much I was hurting. But I knew he didn't believe me, the way he was looking at me like I was a lost puppy.

"There's something you need to know about me. I don't- I don't do relationships or dating or any of that cheesy shit." I already knew that.

"So what is it that you do?" I asked quietly. I had to know. I had to hear it from his own mouth, to know that I wasn't going to keep deluding myself.

"I fuck. Hard. That's what I do. That's the only thing I know how to do." He was staring at me, with his cold green eyes.

I could feel the tears coming, I didn't want to cry because of him, especially not right in front of him.

"I know, Harry. I know." I said sadly. Without another word, I started to head back.

And this time he didn't stop me, he just let me go.