Opposites.

Chapter 5.

After school now with every guy asking me to "Hit them up" and some girls calling me a slut, I walk straight to my car trying to avoid Harry. When I'm about half way through the parking lot I see him, leaning against my car with his parked right next to it. No, I don't want to talk to him. All he's going to do is lie to me and make me believe he's changed then he's going to go off and tell everyone.

"Leave me alone Harry." I said harshly walking to the drivers door.

"Where's the fun in that?" Harry joked making me stiffen. That's what the guys that almost raped me had said to me when I asked them to let me go.

"Oh Delilah. I'm sorry." Harry must've known what I was thinking about.

"No Harry, Your not." I opened the door and got in trying to close it but Harry's large body got in the way.

"If you leave I'll follow you. We are going to talk about this Del." Harry threatened. I don't want him to follow me, what is I get in a accident and he gets hurt, oh I did not just think that? He would probably laugh.

"Look Harry. I don't care what you tell me, you act like you've always been 'Mr.Nice Guy' and you haven't. You've treated me like shit for the last 3 years. You can't expect me to just forgive you and then what you pulled today? Telling everyone you slept with me? Your a dick." I finish with disgust filling my voice.

"I know" Harry said so quiet that I almost couldn't hear him. He seemed so sad. I couldn't just leave him here when he's clearly trying to talk to me. The kind person I am I'll give him another chance.

"Meet me at my house and we will talk." I said sharply and closed my door reversing and driving out of he parking lot. I drove home which wasn't far and parked in my spot. My parents are home but I'm sure they won't mind seeing Harry, we will go up to my room and talk then he'll leave and everything will work out. Harry car pulls up behind me and I watch him get out.

"Hey" he said sounding annoyed. He must know my parents are home.

"We can go up stairs just ignore my parents." I muttered opening the door. I heard my mother yell at my dad that I was home.

"Hey honey and.." My mother paused looking at Harry.

"Harry. Remember him?" I said pointing at the picture of us on my first day of Junior High.

"Oh um yes. Hello Harry." My mother said hesitantly. Harry didn't say anything.

"We are going upstairs." I told my mother pulling Harry out of this awkward situation. Did she not recognize him? Or did she just not want me to hang out with this Harry, the one with tattoos and piercings. I opened my bedroom door and lead Harry inside before I closed my door. My room wasn't much, the color was a baby blue and I had a black bedspread with ruffles at the end on my full size bed. My night stand had a small black fan on it and my desk was filled with random things. Harry sat at the edge of my bed rubbing his hands up and down his legs.

"So" I started awkwardly. Harry let out a sigh, he still can tell when I'm mad at him or if I'm hurt.

"I'm sorry. You don't understand what's going on right now if anyone were to find out I'd he screwed. Zayn told me I had to sleep with you because he knows we have a past of being friends, and I just couldn't because of how much you hate me so when I told them that, I didn't expect them to confront you like that. Truth is that I actually want a chance. You don't understand how long I've liked you and seeing you date other guys hurt me so the only way I could act towards you is be a jerk." Harry said looking at the ground then straight up into my eyes. It all makes since now, how he started hating me my freshman year because that's when Sam and I started to date. And how he came inside last night after he sat in the car with Zayn, but what's his secret?

"Do you believe me?" Harry asked softly.

"Surprisingly I do." I looked away from him towards my small window.

"D-Do you still want to give me a chance?" Harry asked quietly.

"I don't know." I'm still registering what's going on. "But, if you change how you act towards me, then yes. I'll give you a chance."

"Really?" Harry asked completely shocked. I just nodded and watched as his lips curled upward. I couldn't help but smile back just for the fact that his smile was so contagious. Harry got up and walk towards me making my heart beat fast. He wrapped his arms around me pulling me into his chest. I awkwardly wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his chest.

Once I pulled back he did to, but not before he crashed his perfect soft plumb lips onto mine. This kiss was different than the last one, this one had more meaning and passion. I love the way I feels when I'm with this kind of Harry. Not the other one that's a jerk.

"Do you want to hang out tomorrow after school?" Harry asked as I walked him outside.

"Sure" I smiled at the thought of me and Harry hanging out again. I can't believe this is happening after the last three years.

"Okay. I'll call you later" Harry said kissing my cheek then walking towards his Mustang. I waved lightly before going back inside to my mother starring at me with her arms crossed with a disappointed look on her face.

"Yes mother?" I asked.

"You don't need to hang out with boys like that! They are no good no life losers!" She warned clearly not believing that it was Harry.

"Mom. That was Harry, Harry Styles. From down the street, Anne is his mom?" I said getting upset at what she called him. "And he is not a lowlife loser!"

"Go upstairs and don't come down till your thinking straight." She yelled pointing upstairs.

"Whatever" I muttered underneath my breathe storming upstairs.

I slammed my door and laid on my bed. After twenty minutes I heard my phone go off. Harry was calling me already. He will make me feel better after what just happened with my mom, well hopefully.